[Oh, touching. He does not lean away from the hand on his cheek, alien as it is to be touched so gently. It's actually kind of nice? He would not have expected another person's hand to leave him feeling at ease like this.
It is most definitely obvious that the small gesture is soothing. Blind men could tell that, even if Easal is not sure how to sort it.]
I feel you. No, that's not what you wanted. I know. It's ... [for a man who loves words and speaking, he sure is having a time gathering these together] ... It's nice.
[nailed it]
Ha, it shows. I knew it would.
[The hand he can take. It too is a comfort, to be held like this. Oh he can feel himself turning into a sap. After decades of not being a sap, here he goes! He can't even be mad about it. It just feels nice.]
No, no I am not worried. This is not something to worry over. I am unused to it, and perhaps unsure is a better way of saying it.
[a pause.]
Well! When I said before that I do not have much of a relationship image, I meant it, and you can see that more clearly. My siblings, fellow soldiers, friends and citizens all, open up so much quicker than I. I am not fully sure that is very Seelie-like at all, but it is very Easal-like. Very Easal, indeed.
[give him a moment to breathe, and he will give a careful squeeze back]
From me, I hope I do it well. I don't feel grounded in the least.
Actually, he rather liked the turn of phrase and smiled shyly because of it. Mostly, taking it in a deeper meaning with the bond waking up between them. How much more would they feel before the night ended? It excited him to consider but also worried him at the same time.
There were too many what ifs and Easal had a presence about him, which might be difficult to decipher. ]
If it feels calming that's a good sign. So is warm like slipping into a bath. Once it starts feeling -- uh -- more than that - [ He trailed off with an apologetic look since overwhelming would be too light of a word. ]
Why don't you open up easily? Or is that not something you want to discuss? I don't mind waiting. I think you'll be worth the effort.
[ Easal had been very understanding so far and accepted him. ] Thank you for not rejecting me. I. You won't feel grounded. You'll feel floating, drifting and lighter in a nice way from me. All like drifting in the sea.
[ The soft smile returned. ] You should probably get to your letter while you can still stand being apart from me.
[He's alright with that. He does feel the tug, slow and steady but still ever growing like an ocean wave. Oh, that's poetic, isn't it? Fitting, too. Well, there's plenty more to find between them as the night comes on.]
More than warm and calming? I don't suppose that you mean so hot and so calming I find myself in a sweaty slumber. That sounds both unromantic and, I must admit, rather icky. Yes! Icky. The only right word .
[Teasing again. He's pretty sure he's got the gist of what that means. When the ties that have a hold on him tighten, it means. When he cannot deny that his soul is only half his own.]
Oh? Well, thank you, I should hope I am worth waiting for. Of course I should! It'd be dreadful to be on the other side of that fence.
[He smiles and shrugs lightly.]
I could tell you that I do not know why, exactly, and that would not be a lie. I could guess. Oh, guessing, that's easy enough. There's no trouble in guessing. Anything is possible, even untruths, so I won't.
[His real suspicion lies deeper; rooted in his family. His father certainly played a role. But it's less painful to keep it open and guess aplenty.]
But what I know is that I am a slow one in the field of romance and closeness. I always have been, since my younger days. I'd like to think it more of a growing oak, slow and strong, than a rock being slowly worn by time and wind.
That is more worth the effort, eh?
[He's sure that this is something he can grow into, by now. Kai has been too gentle and understanding himself.] Ah, so all is on course then. That's a relief! Good to hear.
Ah. Hm. While I can stand it, you say ... [He blinks a few times at that. Does that matter?] Sorry, how does this... You in this room is not enough, that concentrating on the writing would be impossible?
[ Icky? Even if he tried, he wouldn't have been able to hold back the laughter but he tried to keep it light and fleeting. They were dealing with more serious matters, after all. But still Easal could be silly and sure talked a lot. He liked it and enjoyed hearing what Easal decided to come up with. ]
Sometimes going to sleep sweaty wouldn't be a bad or icky thing. [ Not that he would actually know but he had to guess the niceness of being with someone so intimately and powerfully. But each encounter might not always be so profound. ]
I guess I don't always let others actually in very close. It's kind of like a certain point is reached and then there's a block so I understand. [ Again, he reached out to clasp his hand over Easal's and give a tiny squeeze. The contact more electric than before. The bond awakening more and more. ]
I don't mind waiting but this - [ Certain aspects were hard to deny, especially in the beginning but maybe things might be a little different with them. ]
You'll see. [ Two could play at the coy and teasing game. ] Better write your letter Easal. I'll sit over there and you tell me when you can't stand the distance anymore. That's when we'll know.
[ By over there, he meant all the way in the dining room at the table. ]
Looking for an exception to the rule already? [he gives as good as he takes, promise, but oh he can give.] I'd still think a shower to rinse off the sweat would make everyone more comfortable and quite fresher, which does tend to make sleeping more restful, and is I have found again, the purpose of resting.
[The after sex shower is a godsend. Trust him.
... and trust that he felt that electricity in his own skin just as strongly. His fingers curl reflexively to hold Kai's more tightly however briefly]
It is difficult to be so open. I have seen others do it without a care in the world and no effort at all. But I ... we, perhaps, are not so easily won. The time and care involved make it all much more grand, in the end.
[Was that snark? That might have been snark. Easal has never been so proud.]
Clever! Oh, quite. Is this catch and reel? Well done.
[But he won't argue with the logic. Besides, he's starting to think he underestimated the pull - you would think, growing up as a fae, that he'd have been prepared. Woefully, he was not.]
The benefit in getting it over and done with is having it over and done with, and there's no danger of a quick reply. Not with the politics. We'll have time to ourselves, so to speak. And I can find my own dining room by memory! No need for scent to find my way here.
[ Managing to stand up, Kai looked down at Easal with a growing fondness unfurling from within his chest. A very new sort of emotion, especially towards someone he hadn't known for very long. Usually, it took more time for him to properly attach but the mounting bond probably had plenty to do with it.
Lightly, his fingers brushed along Easal's face, thumb running across his bottom lip, fleeting and light. Another tease, of course. ]
So many exceptions. [ He agreed, taking a small step back. ] I think you're worth the effort.
[ More steps backwards were taken to put more distance between them. It already made him ache but he needed to know when it clicked in for Easal. The water would be overwhelming. ]
Get to writing if you think you can focus. [ From there, he walked into the dining room and sat at the table. He missed Easal already. ]
[ A smirk played along his lips as he pulled out his phone and fiddled around on it. The rush of water suddenly in his veins distracted him for a moment, the same with the growing need for proximity. He ignored both because he needed to wait for Easal to experience the same. Who knew how he might feel it all. ]
Are you writing, Easal? Still able to think? [ Best to tease. ]
[It is very different to write a polite and informative letter when there is a sadist just out of sight, teasing him and giving him a lightheaded rush at the sound of his sadist voice. Easal can now confirm. He almost crossed an L and dotted an R. That's embarrassing, he'd have had to start all over again.]
When you're not distracting, I do find it easier! Ah, but you're enjoying it, aren't you? I cant fault that.
Distracting? [ He questioned, an innocent tilt to his tone. Eyes wide to complete the picture even if Easal could not see him at the moment. Could sense it hopefully. ] It would be more distracting if I straddled your waist while you tried to write that letter of yours.
[ An image passing through his mind at the moment. ]
What are you feeling right now? Has it hit you yet?
[ You're incredibly welcome Easal and Kai had plenty more where that came from, especially given the newness of it all. Desiring and being desired, how incredible and now he understood why others were addicted. ]
Actually, the way I would press against you, you could.
[ How helpful of him, right? ]
It'll be easier to cope with if you don't have to worry about the letter.
[This is becoming both progressively more rude and more difficult. If anyone asks why his penmanship got shaky, he is going to tell them a seal did it. Which while not the strictest truth is also not a lie, and that means he can say it. Technicalities.]
Are you supposed to torment me this way? That doesn't seem quite right, somehow. It should be equal, a more fair distribution of agony.
[which is a sentence he definitely did not almost start writing down for his father to read. definitely. don't ask the answer is no (he did start writing it and got as far as It should be e, at which point he managed to turn it into a very nice if mildly awkward platitude.
This is a good part of his job, don't wreck him.]
Yes, and if I could be done with it, I'd worry no more.
[ A rather pleased smirk filled his face because he hadn't ever teased anyone before or had a sense of want from another side. It made a lot of other things click in his kind and he liked having someone like Easal at a loss of words. What a feat, he imagined, given the seelie's leaning towards the dramatics.
Slowly, his fingers ran along the table in front of him and he could just imagine Easal's face. To return to the room or not? It might be too overwhelming if he did.
They needed to figure out how their bond would work out. ]
I'm not sure you can tease me back. [ Kai responded, listening for the sound of the pen moving along the paper. ] Not a strong suit of seelies I've been told.
[You sir are a torturer and a fiend, Kai, and honestly Easal is sort of into it. He has never felt so challenged to express himself, nor to be so at a loss for words and turns of phrase. It is certainly exciting though it is not quite so welcome at this exact minute, in this hour, when he is trying to write a casual but official notice of marriage to his father. He would prefer his wits about him. He already knows he is not his father's favorite son and would like to remain in the top five (despite having only three brothers).
He can almost, almost, picture that face twisting into a self satisfied smirk. He has never known such a desire to see a face.]
Not of this seelie, no. Why, just look! I am a gracious gentleman, whoever has told you otherwise?
Excuse the laughter from Kai, Easal, he's just really endeared and kind of at a loss with what to do with all the emotions twisting around inside of him. Mostly thanks to the awakening bond but he knew there were many more aspects to it all.
Something they would undoubtedly learn together if given the chance.
The smirk deepened in his face and he began to wonder if Easal could pick up on his emotions yet. ]
I don't think you're always a gentleman but if you are then you can just watch me not be one. [ Innuendo! ]
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It is most definitely obvious that the small gesture is soothing. Blind men could tell that, even if Easal is not sure how to sort it.]
I feel you. No, that's not what you wanted. I know. It's ... [for a man who loves words and speaking, he sure is having a time gathering these together] ... It's nice.
[nailed it]
Ha, it shows. I knew it would.
[The hand he can take. It too is a comfort, to be held like this. Oh he can feel himself turning into a sap. After decades of not being a sap, here he goes! He can't even be mad about it. It just feels nice.]
No, no I am not worried. This is not something to worry over. I am unused to it, and perhaps unsure is a better way of saying it.
[a pause.]
Well! When I said before that I do not have much of a relationship image, I meant it, and you can see that more clearly. My siblings, fellow soldiers, friends and citizens all, open up so much quicker than I. I am not fully sure that is very Seelie-like at all, but it is very Easal-like. Very Easal, indeed.
[give him a moment to breathe, and he will give a careful squeeze back]
From me, I hope I do it well. I don't feel grounded in the least.
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Actually, he rather liked the turn of phrase and smiled shyly because of it. Mostly, taking it in a deeper meaning with the bond waking up between them. How much more would they feel before the night ended? It excited him to consider but also worried him at the same time.
There were too many what ifs and Easal had a presence about him, which might be difficult to decipher. ]
If it feels calming that's a good sign. So is warm like slipping into a bath. Once it starts feeling -- uh -- more than that - [ He trailed off with an apologetic look since overwhelming would be too light of a word. ]
Why don't you open up easily? Or is that not something you want to discuss? I don't mind waiting. I think you'll be worth the effort.
[ Easal had been very understanding so far and accepted him. ] Thank you for not rejecting me. I. You won't feel grounded. You'll feel floating, drifting and lighter in a nice way from me. All like drifting in the sea.
[ The soft smile returned. ] You should probably get to your letter while you can still stand being apart from me.
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More than warm and calming? I don't suppose that you mean so hot and so calming I find myself in a sweaty slumber. That sounds both unromantic and, I must admit, rather icky. Yes! Icky. The only right word .
[Teasing again. He's pretty sure he's got the gist of what that means. When the ties that have a hold on him tighten, it means. When he cannot deny that his soul is only half his own.]
Oh? Well, thank you, I should hope I am worth waiting for. Of course I should! It'd be dreadful to be on the other side of that fence.
[He smiles and shrugs lightly.]
I could tell you that I do not know why, exactly, and that would not be a lie. I could guess. Oh, guessing, that's easy enough. There's no trouble in guessing. Anything is possible, even untruths, so I won't.
[His real suspicion lies deeper; rooted in his family. His father certainly played a role. But it's less painful to keep it open and guess aplenty.]
But what I know is that I am a slow one in the field of romance and closeness. I always have been, since my younger days. I'd like to think it more of a growing oak, slow and strong, than a rock being slowly worn by time and wind.
That is more worth the effort, eh?
[He's sure that this is something he can grow into, by now. Kai has been too gentle and understanding himself.] Ah, so all is on course then. That's a relief! Good to hear.
Ah. Hm. While I can stand it, you say ... [He blinks a few times at that. Does that matter?] Sorry, how does this... You in this room is not enough, that concentrating on the writing would be impossible?
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Sometimes going to sleep sweaty wouldn't be a bad or icky thing. [ Not that he would actually know but he had to guess the niceness of being with someone so intimately and powerfully. But each encounter might not always be so profound. ]
I guess I don't always let others actually in very close. It's kind of like a certain point is reached and then there's a block so I understand. [ Again, he reached out to clasp his hand over Easal's and give a tiny squeeze. The contact more electric than before. The bond awakening more and more. ]
I don't mind waiting but this - [ Certain aspects were hard to deny, especially in the beginning but maybe things might be a little different with them. ]
You'll see. [ Two could play at the coy and teasing game. ] Better write your letter Easal. I'll sit over there and you tell me when you can't stand the distance anymore. That's when we'll know.
[ By over there, he meant all the way in the dining room at the table. ]
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[The after sex shower is a godsend. Trust him.
... and trust that he felt that electricity in his own skin just as strongly. His fingers curl reflexively to hold Kai's more tightly however briefly]
It is difficult to be so open. I have seen others do it without a care in the world and no effort at all. But I ... we, perhaps, are not so easily won. The time and care involved make it all much more grand, in the end.
[Was that snark? That might have been snark. Easal has never been so proud.]
Clever! Oh, quite. Is this catch and reel? Well done.
[But he won't argue with the logic. Besides, he's starting to think he underestimated the pull - you would think, growing up as a fae, that he'd have been prepared. Woefully, he was not.]
The benefit in getting it over and done with is having it over and done with, and there's no danger of a quick reply. Not with the politics. We'll have time to ourselves, so to speak. And I can find my own dining room by memory! No need for scent to find my way here.
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Lightly, his fingers brushed along Easal's face, thumb running across his bottom lip, fleeting and light. Another tease, of course. ]
So many exceptions. [ He agreed, taking a small step back. ] I think you're worth the effort.
[ More steps backwards were taken to put more distance between them. It already made him ache but he needed to know when it clicked in for Easal. The water would be overwhelming. ]
Get to writing if you think you can focus. [ From there, he walked into the dining room and sat at the table. He missed Easal already. ]
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Then I should thank you for saying so, and for believing it.
[He can feel it. Oh, he wishes he didn't, because now he's acutely aware of it. He can't help it.]
Cruel, aren't you? If I think I can. I must do it, Kai.
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Are you writing, Easal? Still able to think? [ Best to tease. ]
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When you're not distracting, I do find it easier! Ah, but you're enjoying it, aren't you? I cant fault that.
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[ An image passing through his mind at the moment. ]
What are you feeling right now? Has it hit you yet?
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Were you on me, I could not reach the desk. That would help no one, least of all me, see...
[this is rude. he barely has two hormones to rub together]
Many things. I am feeling so very many! And sorting through them would be much more pleasant than finishing this letter.
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Actually, the way I would press against you, you could.
[ How helpful of him, right? ]
It'll be easier to cope with if you don't have to worry about the letter.
[ Coy as anything. ]
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Are you supposed to torment me this way? That doesn't seem quite right, somehow. It should be equal, a more fair distribution of agony.
[which is a sentence he definitely did not almost start writing down for his father to read. definitely. don't ask the answer is no (he did start writing it and got as far as It should be e, at which point he managed to turn it into a very nice if mildly awkward platitude.
This is a good part of his job, don't wreck him.]
Yes, and if I could be done with it, I'd worry no more.
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Slowly, his fingers ran along the table in front of him and he could just imagine Easal's face. To return to the room or not? It might be too overwhelming if he did.
They needed to figure out how their bond would work out. ]
I'm not sure you can tease me back. [ Kai responded, listening for the sound of the pen moving along the paper. ] Not a strong suit of seelies I've been told.
[ A light tease. ]
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He can almost, almost, picture that face twisting into a self satisfied smirk. He has never known such a desire to see a face.]
Not of this seelie, no. Why, just look! I am a gracious gentleman, whoever has told you otherwise?
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Excuse the laughter from Kai, Easal, he's just really endeared and kind of at a loss with what to do with all the emotions twisting around inside of him. Mostly thanks to the awakening bond but he knew there were many more aspects to it all.
Something they would undoubtedly learn together if given the chance.
The smirk deepened in his face and he began to wonder if Easal could pick up on his emotions yet. ]
I don't think you're always a gentleman but if you are then you can just watch me not be one. [ Innuendo! ]