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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[Emery blinks when Zel picks up his foot, having expected him to start with the tunic, but he obligingly lets Zel strip his foot bare. Just as he means to strip the rest of Emery, Emery is sure, and he bites his lip as he watches Zel carefully pull at the laces.]

Of course. Mm...

[It seems almost absurd that the light press of Zel's thumb against Emery's foot should be enough to rouse that flicker of heat, but gods it does. Maybe it's the anticipation, maybe it's the emotions already roused by their confessions, but it's like the first sparks struck off a flint.

Emery hesitates for a half-second, then sighs.]

I love you.

[No reason not to say it now, whenever he has the impulse.]

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[Zel's mouth tugs, flashing a glint of tooth with his little smile. it's nice to hear. it's just...it's just nice. what a concept - a nice thing just being nice!

while massaging his ankle:] I love hearing that.

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[Who would have thought? A nice thing for Zel, the sky will start falling and pigs will be flying any minute now.

Emery laughs at both the reaction and the distracting touch. It's a breathy little sound.]

Then- I love you, Zel.

wow. i can use these icons. wow

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[Zel hums a soft scoff, unable to hide the delight crinkling in his eyes.

while gliding his fingers up Emery's leg, under the pantelg:] If you say it too much, it might not sound genuine.

Shocking!

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Zel. You don't really believe that, do you? [He tilts his head, casting a very deliberate pouty look down at Zel.] You would have me suffer in silence?

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[he closes his eyes, smirking, withdrawing his hand to go and take care of the other foot.] Of course not. It's just like saying a word too much that you forget its real meaning.

[like typing 'nice' in a tag like 20x in a row]

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[Emery chews on that for a few moments while Zel handles his footwear.] So how many times am I allowed to say it before you forget?

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Oh, I won't. But you might. So don't. [he peeks up through his bangs.]

zel genuinely hurt emery's feelings a lil bit here, rip

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[Emery blinks and bites back a frown before nodding.]

If that's what you want. [He reaches out to brush his fingertips over Zel's ear- not so much to tease but because it's the bit of bare skin that's easiest to reach.]

it HAS been a while since he's been a proper dingus

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[Zel blinks a few times in exchange, ear twitching at the barest of touches.] As long as I'm--I stay worth it.

[he has to earn his keep, doubly so because he's so...him. his head dips as his fingers slip out from under Emery's trousers. he rises up on his knees so he can cradle Emery's waist at the belt.]

You'll be the judge of that.

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[Emery's expression softens at the bit of self-deprecation. When Zel moves his hands to Emery's waist, Emery leans back and spreads his legs slightly, instinctively giving Zel more access.]

I can tell you that you're on the right track here.

[Those hands feel very nice cradling his waist like that.]

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[it'd be nice to be able to parse temperature with his hands. of course it would be. but angsting about it doesn't change circumstances, and the circumstances are pretty nice right now despite that... Zel lips at his lips and moves to unbuckle the belt and pull it free, sending his hands under Emery's tunic to feel for the give of his trousers.]

You'll have to sit up for a second, til I can-- [slide all these barriers down his knees once he's leaned back enough to let Emery do that, heart hammering faster with the process.

his hands can't feel the warmth under them, but Zel's tongue can, so once Emery's bare flesh is exposed to him, he lowers his head to his thigh to kiss and taste at that skin.]

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[There's another flutter at the tickle of Zel's fingers as Emery is unwrapped like a present.]

Like this?

[Emery does his best to cooperate, sitting up as instructed and wriggling a bit to help Zel pull his pants down. He watches Zel's progress with a sort of wide-eyed interest, until Zel lowers his head over Emery's thigh.]

Oh.

[Zel's mouth is hot and moist and his tongue touches Emery's skin like a live wire. Emery presses a knuckle to his mouth as a kind of distraction from the spike of arousal. It's about all he can do to stay relatively still outside of a shiver.]

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[Emery's startle and subsequent muffling of it is very satisfying; Zel briefly smiles against his skin, skimming his lips against him while tilting his head up to see that flustered gesture through his bangs.

he's so pretty it kind of hurts.]

My hair might be irritating here. [fair, pointless warning while he's moving a hand under Emery's knee.] So move it if you need to. [because he doesn't want to let that get in the way of very important work.

it's not just that every i love you Emery's said needs a reciprocated kiss - which they do - it's that all the ones Zel's kept unsaid needs saying in this way.

he gets Emery's ankle free of a pantleg and underwear, which is enough leeway to scoot in and, after gently lifting the leg under the knee, continue a trail in, hesitating but not stopping when he can hear his hair brushing at the tunic.]

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Mm-hmm.

[Emery's still a little too love-dazed to easily respond with more than a nod. So while Zel works on stripping Emery's leg properly, Emery attempts to compose himself. It's difficult, when Zel is gently manhandling him like that; when Zel's lips return to his thigh, Emery lets out a breathy sigh of contentment.

The further in Zel goes, the more likely his hair is to be a concern. So before he can feel any real scratches, Emery carefully reaches a hand down and sweeps Zel's bangs away from his sweetheart's face. He certainly doesn't want anything to get in the way of the lovely things Zel is doing to him.]

Have I ever mentioned how much I love your mouth?

[It doesn't count as repeating something too much if he's talking about Zel's mouth, right? The subtext is still I love you, but it's subtext. Zel didn't say anything about subtext!]

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[Zel hums a negative in reply while carefully nipping at his skin, followed by another kiss for the subtext.]

It's the best way I can feel you. So it needs to be good.

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[Emery nearly laughs at the ticklish feeling of Zel humming against his skin.]

Oh, it is good.

[Although maybe Zel doesn't need Emery to tell him that, because if he just glances a little to the side the evidence is clearly visible, getting harder with every gentle nip.]

You learn- ah! -so quickly.

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[Zel adjusts his hold on Emery's leg, sliding it up his thigh so he can lift and settle his knee over his shoulder. just doing that much is arousing, but coupled with Emery's pleased responses amidst all this encourages him to stay bold and finish his trail toward his cock. nothing will delight him more than unraveling this man even half the way Emery's done him over, and if Emery's work is anything to go by, this is the right way about it.

after feeling his hair brushed safely out of the way again, he kisses and licks at Emery's head and shaft, mindful to be gentle unless told otherwise.]

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Mnh...

[The first time Zel properly touches Emery's cock he finally can't hold back the shiver. And keeping Zel's hair out of the way means he winds up just looking down and watching as Zel works him over, which only enhances the electric tingling that every kiss and lick sets off.

Zel will not only get to see Emery's cock growing harder but feel it stiffening up under his mouth, and it isn't terribly long before Emery's fully erect.]

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[the hand that had moved Emery's leg over his shoulder settles to hold him by the waist, while the other snakes in-between them to curl fingers around the base of his cock while he's paused for breath and licking his lips.

with a blink, he blinks and glimpses up at Emery's flustered face.]

Tell me how fast or slow. Or rough. [his mouth may be sensitive, but his fingers less so. with that said, he closes his lips over Emery's head, pressing his tongue atop it and sucking while stroking at his base in a gentle, methodical fashion.]

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Mmm- Ah...

[As soon as he feels that suction it prompts a series of soft mewls and moans. Emery's completely forgotten what he'd said earlier about needing to keep their voices down, the thought utterly buried by the toe-curling sensations that Zel is providing him. The leg thrown over Zel's shoulder tenses, and Emery presses his calf against Zel's back in an unconscious attempt to wrap around him.

Zel's mouth is so warm and soft inside, such a contrast to the rest of him.]

Like this is really good.

[The tender (and frankly studious) way Zel is handling him may be too gentle to unravel Emery, but that's a bonus in and of itself if it means the intimacy will last.]

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[tender and studious is pretty apt: the worst thing that could happen is if he heard some hiss or cry of pain because of his failure to miss a cue.

each little whimper or stifled utterance is music to his ears, and they tell a lovely story - but not a desperate one. taking a little chance, Zel curls his lip to let one of his sharper teeth drag along Emery's skin on the way down from taking him back in his mouth for another drag.]

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Ahn! Zel-!



[Emery jerks at the sudden spike in intensity- not painful, but a bit of a shock. His cock throbs, and he nearly scratches his hand on Zel's hair when his fingers clench, digging into both Zel's scalp and the bedsheets beside him.]

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[Zel's first reaction is to freeze entirely, his heart clenching with the fear that he'd done too much, but after a beat there's no followup of concern. he can feel the pull at his scalp, hears the clenching of bedding and hammering of both of their heartbeats, feel how warm Emery is in his mouth and relishes it all.

his gaze lifts, eyes dark and watchful and admiring, and his heart jumps at the sight of Emery's flushed and fussed face at this angle.

a work of art, honestly.

that outcry wasn't stop, so...back to it, employing that bit of tooth sparingly while massaging at his shaft with the heel of his thumb.]

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[Subsequent toothing doesn't give Emery that same surprising jolt, but it does help with the steadily building pleasure. Emery doesn't hold back his reactions, and Zel will have more little tugs and noises to relish.

After Zel has been diligently working away for a bit longer, Emery speaks up in a voice rough with arousal.]

Are you trying to make me come in your mouth? Hah- A dignified guy like you?