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"Leave a missive, but be brief about it."

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Date: 2024-10-20 09:30 pm (UTC)
traumaticus: (One by one by one)
From: [personal profile] traumaticus
[Richard tilted his head slightly forward, leaning his cheek against the bony fingers as they moved carefully along his cheek. He knew that both of them were somewhat new to this kind of silent and casual gestures of affection. After all, they were both very private people and these things did not come all that naturally for them. But that only added to his appreciation even more, making him want to melt against the other man.]

Mind stays sharp in well-trained body, Silco. You might be surprised to find out just what heights you could reach if you took better care of yourself. [Be it in bedroom or in business.] Well now. Is it fear that I am sensing in you? In my world everyone knows how to ride them. The moment you are freed from the carriages and allowed to ride alongside your peers is a sign of adulthood.
Edited Date: 2024-10-20 09:31 pm (UTC)

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Date: 2024-10-21 04:35 am (UTC)
traumaticus: soukokus @ plurk (Out of my dress)
From: [personal profile] traumaticus
[The level of privacy had indeed been one of the decisive factors when choosig for the location of his housing. So he had chosen a place that was just on the edge of the city borders, right next to forest. It was no doubt more agreeable place for Whitey, for sure, and it provided Richard with familiar scenery. And yet. He was deeply dissatisfied with it, in ways that he had not yet been able to disclose to Silco. And probably never will.

But at least for now, they could enjoy from the protection that it provided.]


So sex remains as your only physical activity? My, I am flattered [He scoffs another laughter and tipped his head up a notch, completely unbothered by the taller man towering over him. If anything, it made him appear more cocky.] Of course not. I would not dream of forcing you into it, in case you found it too offending. After all, horses can tell when one is afraid.

[He is not going to force you into it. But still will see it happen eventually...]

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Date: 2024-10-21 09:37 pm (UTC)
traumaticus: (And I say)
From: [personal profile] traumaticus
[Discontent was more or less a stale state for Richard. He had always felt out of of place, even in his own world. There simply was no place for him to belong. "That's why you'll make your own paradise." The low, dark voice whispers to his ear. Lighting the spark in him.]

Well, in that case. [Richard lips curl into a smirk, fingers reaching up to curl around the necktie and pull Silco closer.]

If there's something you really want all you need to do is ask.
Edited Date: 2024-10-21 09:48 pm (UTC)

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Date: 2024-10-23 02:51 am (UTC)
traumaticus: (And we fall into each other)
From: [personal profile] traumaticus
[Richard straightened his posture, stretching himself up to meet those teasing lips. But instead of a kiss he sighs quietly, blowing hot air against them.]

And here I thought you valued the concept of consent. [See, Silco? He is learning! Kinda. He tightens his grip on the tie, keeping the other man in place as he leans his body against Silco's.]

Have a little trust in me. I won't let you fall.
Edited Date: 2024-10-23 02:52 am (UTC)

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Date: 2024-10-23 04:22 am (UTC)
traumaticus: ghosthotel @ plurk (You bare your claws)
From: [personal profile] traumaticus
[The shiver doesn't go unnoticed. Satisfied with the reaction, Richard tips his chin up a little more so that he could mouth Silco's upper lip. Then, he tilted his head to the side to brush his closed lips against the scared skin, moving up to whisper into his ear.]

Then. Do not regret this choice you made. [Horse riding lessons were on the schedule, it seems. Maybe he could even push Silco to pick up a sword.

But seeing now that they had reached a some kind of agreement on the matter, Richard loosened his hold on the cravat, allowing the silky fabric slide between his fingers as he pulled away just a hair.]


While my horse could indeed bear our combined weight, no that's not it. You won't fall because I trust you to have enough balance and smarts not to act like a fool once you've climbed up. Blackie is well trained steed, he won't throw you off unless you give him reason to.

[Yeah, Blackie. You never guess the color of the horse]
Edited (Html is not my friend......) Date: 2024-10-23 04:23 am (UTC)

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Date: 2024-10-24 02:55 am (UTC)
traumaticus: (I'm gonna run this nothing town)
From: [personal profile] traumaticus
[Despite the total u-turn in the mood between them, there was still a ghost of hesitation in him when Silco stepped away. But he pushed through it in a less than heartbeat and continued to follow the other's lead.]

Why? I think it's a good name. [Yeah. Creativity was hardly his strongest suit.

And the closer they got to the city, the more silent did Richard go. He quickly glanced down at their joined hands, feeling that prior hesitation to raise its ugly head again. Suddenly, he remembers what Jinx had been accusing him of earlier. About wanting to steal Silco all to himself. At first he had scoffed at the thought, not paying much heed to the ridiculous accusations. The girl was insane, after all. But right now.. he could tell that there was some truth to her words.

Jinx must need her father now more than before. And yet...]


Silco. Do not let me sleep alone tonight.

🎀❤️?

Date: 2024-10-24 10:49 am (UTC)
traumaticus: ghosthotel @ plurk (And devour what truly is yours)
From: [personal profile] traumaticus
[It was like a huge boulder had been lifted off his chest by the mere strength of those words. Suddenly, Richard felt himself lighter and it to be easier to breathe. The previous violence, anger and sadness still lingered in the back of his mind, despite Silco mending his rage. Richard knew that if he were left alone for the night it wouldn't be golden sleep that'd come to him. No, it would be a hoard of demons and their curses as they'd try to sneak in through the open cracks of his mind.

Richard did not want to dream any more.

This time it was him who broke the contact by pulling his hand back. But only so that he could break the small gap between them and wrap his arms around Silco's waist as he buried his face into the fabric of the man's shirt. Wordlessly, seeking protection and safety.

"Our pact is not sex alone." Buckingham had spoken such words for him a few days before his arrival to this world. Richard hadn't had a chance to ask what he had meant by them back then. Guess he never gets to know, either, seeing how determined this world was to keep the two halves separate.

But curiously enough, his chest wasn't filled with sadness and pain when he thought back to the sore wound left by the absence of his lover. No, instead for once he felt reassurance and comfort that things will be alright, in this embrace between him and Silco.]
opheliac: ✖ malagraphic (you know im the type)
From: [personal profile] opheliac
Okay, yeah, but you're still a little behind the curtains. Not a playing a big role, but you've got a part.

[that part being the financial part of things, since she owes... only her café and nothing else beyond that. should she invest in more things besides that? hard to say when she is just winging things as per usual.]
traumaticus: (I'm gonna run this nothing town)
From: [personal profile] traumaticus
[The mattress shifts and dips underneath them as Silco places his weight on it and moves further in. Richard keeps sliding his hands along his lover's neck to his bare shoulders - appreciating his form. His fingers move along the sharp collarbones and then settling against his chest. The mismatched eyes are wide in wonder as he listens to Silco's words, craning his neck up to meet lips with his own.

The redness on his cheekbones darkens, the crimson framing his eyes and reaching all the way up to his ears. All of the sudden his throat feels so dry, his body growing hot as the suggestion goes right into his gut -- stirring his arousal. And maybe something else, too.

Richard was a man, that is true. But then again, it's also true that he isn't one. He's so used to refer to himself and address his body as one of a demon. It is also what Buckingham had called him. So, for Silco so effortlessly to side-step all the so-called abnormalities and see Richard as he wants to be seen? Yeah that leaves him speechless for a moment.]


Aye, you may. [Swallowing air, he lowers himself on the bed properly and rests his head against the mattress. ]

I have promised to surrender my body to you, have I not? You may do as you like.

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Date: 2024-10-31 04:06 am (UTC)
traumaticus: (But beneath all of our panting)
From: [personal profile] traumaticus
[When Silco begins Richard finds all of the sudden very unsure of what to do with himself. His arms lies awkwardly by his sides against the mattress, fingers twitching nervously.. Should.. Should he touch Silco in return? And if so, how?

Richard swallows air again when he feels his lovers lips brush against the tender skin on his neck, his throat bobbing underneath the slight pressure. And as he man moved lover, kisses reaching his collar bone, he could hear his heart beat growing louder. The blood rushes to his ears, deafening him to the rest of the world as the organ drums within his chest.]


Ah--! [There's a surprised gasp from him when he feels Silco's lips on his breast. At first he hadn't even noticed that his lover had reached his chest -- but he definitely was aware of it now. His nipples harden almost immediately when they receive attention. The quick nick of teeth feels makes his body jolt and squirm underneath the man, drawing out another gasp from him. It's a familiar shock of electricity, one that travels straight to his groin. His arousal only becomes more apparent with the blood pooling down around his waking erection.

It was such a weird paradox. As much as Richard hated his irregular body, especially the feminine traits of it, Richard could not deny that he found this kind of attention and stimulation pleasurable. The kisses, sucking and biting fanned the flames within him, urging Richard to desire more. He even dared to lift his head and take a peek at his lover, flushed eyes looking straight at his lover latched on his breast.

The sight is somehow very obscene, deepening the red on his face and making him bring his legs closer together.]


Ha---, I. [Richard parts his lips, trying to say something but only being able to let out a confused sound. Clumsily, he raises his injured arm, allows it to hover awkwardly in midair for a brief second. Then, hesitantly he brings his hand to rest on Silco's shoulder.]

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Date: 2024-11-03 03:36 pm (UTC)
traumaticus: soukokus @ plurk (To God)
From: [personal profile] traumaticus
i have obtained the inn.

(no subject)

Date: 2024-11-03 04:01 pm (UTC)
traumaticus: (And the priest that you ignored)
From: [personal profile] traumaticus
[businessman.. somehow that still just doesn't sit well with him.]

i suppose i should look for a second lodgings near the establishment. the business seems to know how to run itself pretty well but i will be keeping a close eye on it for a while.

[aka!! he is going to be busy.]
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