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hey
hey rook
rooooooook
it's "spontaneous put the demon on the spot and make him answer questions if he ever wants to get in eun's pants again" time
so wake up or stop banging whoever you're banging or whatever you're doing
because i mean you do want to get into my pants again i assume
[Guess who's drunk texting in the middle of the night?]
hey rook
rooooooook
it's "spontaneous put the demon on the spot and make him answer questions if he ever wants to get in eun's pants again" time
so wake up or stop banging whoever you're banging or whatever you're doing
because i mean you do want to get into my pants again i assume
[Guess who's drunk texting in the middle of the night?]
[ what the fuck is actually going on. Rook has no idea what time it is (why would he bother really) but he is kind of thinking that it might be twilight hour because--- uh....
there is a moment of silence from the demon before he responds, brain taking a few moments to come online before he can process the text (he was napping, of course).]
Um, I mean yes. I thought that was pretty obvious but--
What.
Are you okay?
there is a moment of silence from the demon before he responds, brain taking a few moments to come online before he can process the text (he was napping, of course).]
Um, I mean yes. I thought that was pretty obvious but--
What.
Are you okay?
it doesn't hurt to double check
you could have been like
wow i've been lusting after this amazing human girl for like, ages
and she finally let me get some and whoops
not as good as i expected
tho honestly that's some sort of bizarro world reaction so.
yes i'm good
i'm super good
i have top shelf liquor and a desire to talk to a certain lust demon about sex, why wouldn't i be okay?
you could have been like
wow i've been lusting after this amazing human girl for like, ages
and she finally let me get some and whoops
not as good as i expected
tho honestly that's some sort of bizarro world reaction so.
yes i'm good
i'm super good
i have top shelf liquor and a desire to talk to a certain lust demon about sex, why wouldn't i be okay?
Yeah I am still waking up. It is-- like four am. Or two. Fuck I don't know.
Most sexts start off with cliched shit like 'what are you wearing' or I don't know, a fucking picture. Like this.
[ someone is clearly feeling ballsy right now, or he is still not fully awake because he sends Eun a picture that is clearly of himself in a dark suit that is not up to your usual societal standards for being appropriate. the picture is angled down, just catching the curve of his sleepy grin, and shows just how well this suit fits him. of course, the dress shirt is open and untucked, exposing his stomach and a thin, gold chain that wraps around his ribs and vanishes beneath the fabric. and the suit pants, despite still being on, are doing nothing to hide the interest that he has in whatever is going on.
you can save that one he won't judge (he will hate himself in about five minutes when he realizes what he sent though).]
So sorry if I had a moment catching up. We're-- brainstorming? I mean, I'm fine at sexting but I can use my fingers better in person.
Most sexts start off with cliched shit like 'what are you wearing' or I don't know, a fucking picture. Like this.
[ someone is clearly feeling ballsy right now, or he is still not fully awake because he sends Eun a picture that is clearly of himself in a dark suit that is not up to your usual societal standards for being appropriate. the picture is angled down, just catching the curve of his sleepy grin, and shows just how well this suit fits him. of course, the dress shirt is open and untucked, exposing his stomach and a thin, gold chain that wraps around his ribs and vanishes beneath the fabric. and the suit pants, despite still being on, are doing nothing to hide the interest that he has in whatever is going on.
you can save that one he won't judge (he will hate himself in about five minutes when he realizes what he sent though).]
So sorry if I had a moment catching up. We're-- brainstorming? I mean, I'm fine at sexting but I can use my fingers better in person.
you know i'd be insulted that you'd think i'd ever start sexting with cliche lines like that but
if these are the pictures you'd send if i asked then i am here for it holy shit
gimme another
but open the shirt more down to your pants
i wanna see where that chain goes...
also look at you, so good. already waking up just because i'm texting you.
maybe if this conversation goes well i'll invite you to bring your fingers and the rest of you over
[She is absolutely saving that picture, however. Especially because of the smile, but she won't tell him that. Not now, anyway.]
if these are the pictures you'd send if i asked then i am here for it holy shit
gimme another
but open the shirt more down to your pants
i wanna see where that chain goes...
also look at you, so good. already waking up just because i'm texting you.
maybe if this conversation goes well i'll invite you to bring your fingers and the rest of you over
[She is absolutely saving that picture, however. Especially because of the smile, but she won't tell him that. Not now, anyway.]
Those are-- old. But maybe I will wear the chain for you sometime.
[ what the fuck is he doing. oh gods. ]
But if you enjoy those, I can so send you more when I take them, I hate sending thing unsolicited. Then it's just like spam, and no one likes spam.
I did get up from a nap to reply to you. But worth it. Even if it ends here.
Which I hope it doesn't. That wasn't what I meant.
I still want to brainstorm.
[ f u c k.
can you tell he is waking up by degrees. ]
[ what the fuck is he doing. oh gods. ]
But if you enjoy those, I can so send you more when I take them, I hate sending thing unsolicited. Then it's just like spam, and no one likes spam.
I did get up from a nap to reply to you. But worth it. Even if it ends here.
Which I hope it doesn't. That wasn't what I meant.
I still want to brainstorm.
[ f u c k.
can you tell he is waking up by degrees. ]
[Yes, she can tell, and it's okay. She's quite enjoying this leisurely sort of meander toward the things they both ought to talk about.]
Don't worry, I wouldn't wake you up and let you get back to sleep so easily.
And there is no maybe about that chain. You will wear it for me in the near future.
As for pictures...if they're all that interesting you can send them whenever you like. As long as it's more than just a picture of your dick. Or if it's just your dick it had better have an excellent caption.
Take another for me now? Let's see how cozy you were sleeping. We can brainstorm after.
Don't worry, I wouldn't wake you up and let you get back to sleep so easily.
And there is no maybe about that chain. You will wear it for me in the near future.
As for pictures...if they're all that interesting you can send them whenever you like. As long as it's more than just a picture of your dick. Or if it's just your dick it had better have an excellent caption.
Take another for me now? Let's see how cozy you were sleeping. We can brainstorm after.
Okay, I will wear it for you. Done.
I honestly don't think... I have ever just taken and sent just a dick pic actually. Does that mean I am failing as a demon of lust? No dick pics? I try for ... more. I suppose. If that makes sense.
[ what the actual fuck is going on right now. w h a t.
there is a brief lag in his responses while he takes another picture, and while he doesn't usually put a lot of thought or care into them (perhaps it is a 'blessing' of his Cardinal that all suggestive pictures of him turn out pretty good first try), Rook actually thinks about this picture. it isn't anything suggestive, not overtly at least. the angle shows most of his face and his chest, legs tangled in dark sheets that he is still lying in. he isn't in anything fancy, just light grey sweatpants that ride low on his hips and a threadbare black v-neck that is more neck than shirt at this point (proving the rumour that someone started a while back that he napped naked to be false even if, okay, so he did sleep naked sometimes, but not today). his hair is a mess an at the point of looking like he was well fucked, so he makes sure to perfect the sleepy looking pout on his lips before sending the picture off.]
I honestly hope you just wanted what I was looking like right now. Otherwise I might have to dig through some older pictures for you.
I honestly don't think... I have ever just taken and sent just a dick pic actually. Does that mean I am failing as a demon of lust? No dick pics? I try for ... more. I suppose. If that makes sense.
[ what the actual fuck is going on right now. w h a t.
there is a brief lag in his responses while he takes another picture, and while he doesn't usually put a lot of thought or care into them (perhaps it is a 'blessing' of his Cardinal that all suggestive pictures of him turn out pretty good first try), Rook actually thinks about this picture. it isn't anything suggestive, not overtly at least. the angle shows most of his face and his chest, legs tangled in dark sheets that he is still lying in. he isn't in anything fancy, just light grey sweatpants that ride low on his hips and a threadbare black v-neck that is more neck than shirt at this point (proving the rumour that someone started a while back that he napped naked to be false even if, okay, so he did sleep naked sometimes, but not today). his hair is a mess an at the point of looking like he was well fucked, so he makes sure to perfect the sleepy looking pout on his lips before sending the picture off.]
I honestly hope you just wanted what I was looking like right now. Otherwise I might have to dig through some older pictures for you.
Don't start sending boring dick pics just because every other basic bitchboy does, Rook. You can do better than that...
[And then, that's when the picture arrives.
And Eun is quiet for a moment as she stares at it, because he's beautiful. Because his hair and his everything look amazing. And he's in bed. And maybe he's not in anything particularly exotic but somehow he makes nap-comfort look sexy and she finds herself squeezing her legs together a little tighter looking at him now.
And in this picture she can see enough of his face to see him looking in the camera...which she likes almost as much as the shape of his lips and the reminder that not that long ago they'd been pressed tight against her, between her thighs.]
Like that is...yes, that's just what I wanted. Pictures like these are better than dick pics.
[Eun usually makes other people come to her, but the desire to put on some shoes and head to his place is stronger than she'd expected.]
Though if I was there I would have slid my hands under your shirt to drag it up. [Her texting is getting better. She's remembering to capitalize. Her thoughts are clearer, which he might be able to tell as she responds to him now.] I had all sorts of other ideas to bring up with you tonight but I think they've all been diverted for the moment...
[And then, that's when the picture arrives.
And Eun is quiet for a moment as she stares at it, because he's beautiful. Because his hair and his everything look amazing. And he's in bed. And maybe he's not in anything particularly exotic but somehow he makes nap-comfort look sexy and she finds herself squeezing her legs together a little tighter looking at him now.
And in this picture she can see enough of his face to see him looking in the camera...which she likes almost as much as the shape of his lips and the reminder that not that long ago they'd been pressed tight against her, between her thighs.]
Like that is...yes, that's just what I wanted. Pictures like these are better than dick pics.
[Eun usually makes other people come to her, but the desire to put on some shoes and head to his place is stronger than she'd expected.]
Though if I was there I would have slid my hands under your shirt to drag it up. [Her texting is getting better. She's remembering to capitalize. Her thoughts are clearer, which he might be able to tell as she responds to him now.] I had all sorts of other ideas to bring up with you tonight but I think they've all been diverted for the moment...
[ ohgod, that makes Rook laugh, sleepy and amused. she would manage to insult and compliment him at the same time. basic bitchboy, well that was new.]
Mmm, I will attempt to be an Extra Bitchboy then. Thought I was a fuckboi though, have I moved up or down in the world?
Either way, uh, thanks. I will--
[ oh shit. wait. this isn't over. the rest of his text is delayed while he processes that. then, after a moment, there is another picture. similar to the one before, a little more of his face and sleep mussed hair though and less of his blanket tangled legs, teeth digging into his bottom lip as he looks at the camera with a raised eyebrow. the biggest difference this time is there is no more shirt. just tanned skin and the angles of muscles (and perhaps a few lines from sleeping on his stomach, but whatever).]
While this would be much better if you were the one to remove the shirt for me, better? And what ideas have sprung up in their wake?
Mmm, I will attempt to be an Extra Bitchboy then. Thought I was a fuckboi though, have I moved up or down in the world?
Either way, uh, thanks. I will--
[ oh shit. wait. this isn't over. the rest of his text is delayed while he processes that. then, after a moment, there is another picture. similar to the one before, a little more of his face and sleep mussed hair though and less of his blanket tangled legs, teeth digging into his bottom lip as he looks at the camera with a raised eyebrow. the biggest difference this time is there is no more shirt. just tanned skin and the angles of muscles (and perhaps a few lines from sleeping on his stomach, but whatever).]
While this would be much better if you were the one to remove the shirt for me, better? And what ideas have sprung up in their wake?
[She might have replied to his thing about bitchboys and fuckbois, but she's still looking at that picture, biting her lip as she wonders if maybe it wouldn't be the end of the world to go over, to join him in bed when he's looking like that...
And when he sends that next picture she actually moans at the sight. It's unfair, how good he looks. It's unfair how much she loves his hair like that, how his expression makes her heart beat faster and how warm and welcoming he looks without his shirt off in that bed. She doesn't find sweat pants very sexy in general, but when they're clinging to his body this way she can't think of anything more enticing. Shit.
She's too drunk to play the games, inhibitions too lowered to do or say the things she might normally to save her pride.]
Better. Much better. I want to straddle your body and lick every inch of that exposed skin...fuck, Rook. I was supposed to be the one tormenting you tonight not the other way around.
[She should take a picture. She should shove this shit back at him. Competitive as she occasionally is, Eun decides to do that but perhaps doesn't think too much about what else he may glean from her picture. She's in a thin tank top that's twisted around her body enough to expose a fair amount of breast and her stomach, and deep blue pajama shorts that are almost as thin. Certainly they ride up high on her thighs. What pulls them tight, however, is her hand pressed between her thighs. Because she can't not touch herself. Because she thinks it'll balance the scales. Not realizing that he'll know exactly how much or how quickly she's been affected by this exchange. She sends it, dark-eyed expression and all, before she can think better of it.]
What ideas does this give you?
And when he sends that next picture she actually moans at the sight. It's unfair, how good he looks. It's unfair how much she loves his hair like that, how his expression makes her heart beat faster and how warm and welcoming he looks without his shirt off in that bed. She doesn't find sweat pants very sexy in general, but when they're clinging to his body this way she can't think of anything more enticing. Shit.
She's too drunk to play the games, inhibitions too lowered to do or say the things she might normally to save her pride.]
Better. Much better. I want to straddle your body and lick every inch of that exposed skin...fuck, Rook. I was supposed to be the one tormenting you tonight not the other way around.
[She should take a picture. She should shove this shit back at him. Competitive as she occasionally is, Eun decides to do that but perhaps doesn't think too much about what else he may glean from her picture. She's in a thin tank top that's twisted around her body enough to expose a fair amount of breast and her stomach, and deep blue pajama shorts that are almost as thin. Certainly they ride up high on her thighs. What pulls them tight, however, is her hand pressed between her thighs. Because she can't not touch herself. Because she thinks it'll balance the scales. Not realizing that he'll know exactly how much or how quickly she's been affected by this exchange. She sends it, dark-eyed expression and all, before she can think better of it.]
What ideas does this give you?
[ there is a moment where Rook just blinks at that text before rolling out of his blanket burrito and pulling on a pair of pants and grabbing a shirt. between one heartbeat and the next, the demon is stepping through space to go from where he woke up to where Kai is, bedhead and shirt still in hand.
hope you don't mind the half naked demon in your living room.]
How about if 'm early?
hope you don't mind the half naked demon in your living room.]
How about if 'm early?
[ cue kai jumping and nearly dropping what he has in his hands. oh, he nearly forgot rook could do that suddenly appearing thing.
placing everything down, he turned to look at rook. ]
I always like earlier than late. I have a surprise! If you're ready for one. You look ---
placing everything down, he turned to look at rook. ]
I always like earlier than late. I have a surprise! If you're ready for one. You look ---
Edited 2018-01-14 18:16 (UTC)
[ Rook laughs wandering in and making himself at home on the nearest comfortable surface, which is Kai. Yup, that's right, someone is winding around you with a huff and nuzzling.]
Mmm, always ready for surprises. You're warm.
[ Another moment of Rook breathing with his face pressed to Kai's neck before he tips his head back and blinks, eyebrow raised.]
I look....?
Mmm, always ready for surprises. You're warm.
[ Another moment of Rook breathing with his face pressed to Kai's neck before he tips his head back and blinks, eyebrow raised.]
I look....?
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