fairyland fun! (your levels of fun may vary)

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[New day, new town, and hopefully new opportunities. Specifically opportunities to make some money because Zel and Emery’s funds have been running kind of low after their most recent misadventure. This has meant a temporary separation while Zelgadis goes to look for merc-type work and potential cure leads and Emery goes around chatting up the locals without terrifying them.

Or at least that was the plan, until Calanthe showed up.

By the time Zel gets back to the inn, Emery’s still busy talking to Calanthe in their inn room, although the conversation’s just about wrapping up. If he’s perceptive he might even catch a bit of Emery’s words.

“...some funds this time? ...Seriously, is that it? He’s always such a cheapskate. …Okay I got it. I’ll see you later.”

A few moments later a woman wearing a green cloak exits their inn room. Her hood is up, partly obscuring a pale face and hair, and she barely spares anyone a passing glance as she drifts down the hallway.

Emery is still standing inside the inn room looking pensive, but when Zel enters he’ll give him a bright smile.]

Oh! Hey, Zel. Did you manage to find anything?

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[Honestly, Emery does not like the idea of Zel potentially spying on the Field Lord either!If he has his way he’d rather Zel stay like, at least 50000 miles away from the Field Lord at all times. Which probably means that he shouldn’t be taking Zel along with him.]

I guess it makes sense you’d be curious. Well, if an opportunity arises, we’ll see what we can do.

[The thing is, when Emery feels rough stone fingers whisper against his skin like that, it makes him very reluctant to potentially give Zel up. He'll just... have to figure something out.]

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[Zel doesn't respond right away in words, his gaze downcast and watching Emery's mouth move with those musing words. he's musing himself - mulling over the notion of being more candid with his reasoning or just...leaving things where they are. hardly seems necessary at this point, yet the impulse remains.

he closes his eyes.]

...I won't force your hand either way. Your boss, your place, your rules.

I just...want to understand it all better. To understand you.

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[For a moment Emery just quietly looks at Zel with his heart in his eyes. Zel’s words are tender, vulnerable, sincere, and all in all impossible for Emery to resist.]

Gods damn it. You’re too sweet, you know that?

[And Emery leans in to give Zel a kiss. It’s a little bit of a distraction tactic- a distraction for Zel and for Emery- but mostly he just really wants to.]

[chimerad]

[honestly, part of Zel is relieved for the break in all the new information and potential hazards ahead of him - ahead of them. his heart jumps a bit with the kiss, himself not having been braced for it right then and there, and quickly warms to it. his hands press more certainly and pull Emery closer.

he's a little embarrassed, admittedly, to wear all of his heart on his sleeve, albeit in such few words. but the reward of affection goes a long way, and he's grateful he can be grateful - and express that in action rather than having to spit out more words.

even so, he wouldn't be himself if he didn't have a dry interjection when their mouths part:] ...Right. Anything else? [rather, anything more important than making out?]

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[Emery’s hands flatten against Zel’s chest as he presses himself against Zel. It’s good to just relax into something physical- Emery might be more comfortable with words than Zel is, generally, but he still has trouble with vulnerability himself sometimes and kissing makes an excellent alternative way of expressing his feelings.

Plus it just feels really good to do this.

At the end of the kiss, and the question, Emery looks thoughtful.]



Anything else…? I haven’t gotten to suck your cock in a while.

[Definitely what Zel was referring to, yes?]

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Df--

[he should've expected that, and yet he sputters with surprise all the same. he at least turns his head to cough instead of spitting in the guy's face with his fluster.

while hastily recovering:] I meant about the fae, you know...

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[Zel coughs and sputters, and Emery laughs, as is per usual. As also per usual, Emery continues the bit with a tone of faux-innocence.]

We can have sex in the fae realm as well, yes. You needn’t fear otherwise.

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I, I wasn't...fearing that... [but he's going to be thinking about it now, thanks.

he sighs, looking back and carefully bumping Emery's nose with his - any closer and he risks scratching his face with hair unintentionally.]

But since I'm already on the hook for following your rules for this job of yours, I can stand to follow your demands here, too.

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[Emery returns the bump with a little nose rub and another little laugh. He does like the thought of Zel following his orders, yes, and praise is thus in order.]

You’re such a good boy~

[...Zel did complain the last time Emery called him that, come to think of it. Whoops. Well, surely Zel can forgive it this time.]

[chimerad]

[an ear twitches.]

Hn. Asking to...to go down on me in one breath and then calling me a boy in the other sounds...weird. At least treat me like a man, idiot.

[it's not outright fussing and flustering, but still making his opinion known. progress!!!]

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[Bless. The ear twitch earns Zel a quick kiss.]

You’re a good man, then.

[...That was meant to be teasing but it came out kind of soft instead, because Emery can’t help but mean it.]

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...

[ah, that...that makes Zel feel some kind of way. his eyes flutter a little because of it, quite besotted with this tease of a man. he can't help but press in with a more earnest, passionate kiss as hands more certainly press against his skin and up his back.

damn, he really is in love with this guy.]

...Okay. Whatever you say goes, then.

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Mmh.

[For a half-second Emery’s surprised by the kiss but he’s returning it just as eagerly before he even knows it. Any anxiety he’s got about the upcoming assignment and what it might mean for his blossoming relationship with Zelgadis is easily swept aside in light of those warm, stony hands that press against him so fervently.

In a breathy tone:]

I’m so glad we’re in agreement. Now, I believe I was propositioning you…?

[Emery wriggles his hands downwards, through the arms of Zel’s embrace and moving to Zel’s belt.]

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[he puffs a small laugh in lieu of rolling his eyes, relaxing his hold to free up space for Emery to work. he slips his hands free just before belts and hilts can clatter all over the place and on people's feet, catching and collecting them to set against the wall beside them.

that begs the question:] Here? Or over there-- [he nods over Emery's shoulder toward the bed.

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Here~!

[Emery is eager as ever, and besides, “by the door” gets points for being marginally kinkier than the bed, albeit probably not as easy on his knees.

Whatever. Emery kneels, setting his hands on Zel’s hips and glancing up briefly with an adoring expression. Then he turns his attentions to Zel’s clothes- the belts are out of the way, the pants are easy to deal with, but Zel’s tunic is a little long. And since Zel’s going to be standing, Emery takes the bottom of Zel’s tunic in hand and holds it up to Zel.]

Hold this up.

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[Zel breathes out a self-conscious kind of laugh, catching a bunch of the tunic in a fist as he leans against the wall and looks down, feeling a fresh, hot flutter in him. he's already attracted to Emery, but seeing him on his knees makes him feel some kind of way. double that with the effortlessness of his instruction and control, and there's no real resisting. is that fairy magic? or...]

This sort of thing...makes you happy?

[maybe that's a weird thing to ask at this junction, after such time, but hey.]

Or is this just about me...

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Of course it does. I’m surprised you even still need to ask.

[Emery smiles as he says this, clearly more amused than anything else by the question, which may not help Zel at all with the self-consciousness, but hey. You know what else Zel may be very aware of? The way Emery is tugging Zel’s pants off of his hips.

Emery doesn’t immediately get rid of Zel’s underwear, instead placing his hand over Zel’s dick and beginning to stroke- his touch is on the firm side, in an attempt to compensate for the whole rock skin issue.]



Half the fun’s in making a mess out of you~

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[yeah, a mess he's gotta clean up himself...

Zel's not smarmy enough to make a comment like that - rather, he can only scoff a bit, but the twitching smirk gives him away.

so, he's going to technically always be hard by texture, but Emery can feel tightening muscles when he takes his dick into his hands. Zel gulps, mouth already drying out while the blood of his silly little flusters rushes down to where it's needed most.

Emery won't have to work hard if he doesn't want to; the pressure may be less than a proper man, but Zel can still feel it.]

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[It’s usually sensible not to be too smarmy with the person who is giving you a blowjob, although Emery would probably just laugh at that particular comment.

Emery strokes just a little bit longer with his hand over the fabric of Zel’s underwear, enjoying the way it feels when the muscles under his hands react. Once he’s satisfied that Zel is responding he finally pulls Zel’s underwear down and wraps his hand around Zel’s bare dick.]

There, how does that feel~?

[chimerad]

Hnh-- [he'd been biting his lip to keep from vocalizing too awkwardly.] Better. [he can kind of feel a sense of warmth from the pressure? but it's more just the tease of wanting that gets him.

he should tell him to not hurt his hands in squeezing or working around edges of rock inlaid there, but that'd be moot; this isn't Emery's first rodeo. still, he worries. he never wants to hurt him, and it makes him scared to get too relaxed.]

Better...than I can do...

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Better…? Ah.



[Emery keeps up the groping and fondling as he talks, steadily running his hand over every inch of Zel’s cock and balls. He navigates mostly by feel, since he can't resist frequently peeking up at Zel's flustered face.]

Is that better than you can do for yourself? Or better than you think you can do for me?

[As a matter of fact, Emery actually has fantasized about Zel going down on him, but even he’s aware that it might not be that easy when Zel has the whole. Mass of wire hair situation. It could potentially be like sticking a rose bush between his thighs.]

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I want to-- [his eyes wince, face coloring a bit with a bit of shame.] I really do. For you. I just...don't want to hurt you.

[pathetic. he feels pathetic saying it over and over, like Emery's some kind of glass figure, or he's some kind of graceless brute. it's not true! but his feelings are still laced with that dread that he'd do harm for the sake of his own satisfaction.

he bit him, after all. without telling him. he's still carrying that shame, even though he dreams of biting all over and fucking him senseless. but that'd hurt him, so it's bad. and he's wrong to think of it, even in sleep.]

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[Emery leans forward and kisses the shaft of Zel’s cock.]

You do more for me than you think, you know.

[Despite going into this with plans to suck Zel off, it looks like Emery still needs to be able to speak. So he keeps up the hand work, interspersing his words with the occasional kiss or lick.]

I like it when you play with my tits. I like the way you kiss me. [Another kiss, higher up, on the edge of the head of Zel’s cock.] I like the way your hands feel against my skin, and I like how your cock feels inside of me. [Emery lowers his head a little and leisurely licks up Zel’s cock from the bottom of the shaft to the very tip.] I like the way you bite me, and I like it when I can see marks on my body after we have sex.

[chimerad]

[it's probably pathetic to want to cry during oral sex, but, like... Emery being so affirming and affectionate really does move this mountain! of course, it's hard to be utterly undone by words alone when his body is taken by the tremors of pleasing excitement from just his tongue.

Zel whimpers a little before exhaling the rest of the breath, and his dick aches at mention of all those things.]

Mnh...whenever...I can touch you...and know you, you feel good, it... [means everything. he sighs, closing his eyes.] It just makes me...want to go crazy. You make me crazy. And it, it feels really good, Emery...

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[Even though he’s the one who has Zel by the literal dick right now, Zel’s words, his reactions- Emery feels a definite flutter at them that leaves him feeling just a little vulnerable. Still, he continues to gently lick Zel up and down, until the other man’s cock is faintly glistening with saliva.]

That’s how I feel too, you know. Whenever I make you feel good, it makes me really, really happy.

[Emery parts his lips and slides the head of Zel’s cock into his mouth.]