OOM -- for Athelstan

[capture_eternity]

Dorian's room still looks much the same like the first time when Athelstan came up to have a bath.

It looks a little more lived in now -- some books lying around in a half-read state, and some electronic devices, which Dorian seems quite fascinated by. There's another one on his tray with the tea, the paradoxes and the little bowl of awesomesauce, after all.

"Here we are," he says, putting the tray down while kicking the door shut.

He slings an arm around Athelstan's shoulder again.

"Bath now?" he murmurs against the soft, fuzzy dark beard on the ex-monk's face.

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[capture_eternity]

"Nobody can like whales that much!" Dorian giggles.

[athelstanthescribe]

"You never know." He leans against Dorian's shoulder. "Somebody might."

[capture_eternity]

"Well, for anything there is in the world, somebody will exist who deeply loves to know all about it and is willing to spend their entire lives researching it," Dorian says. "So yes, whale obsession might be a thing."

[athelstanthescribe]

"And it's from those people the rest of us learn a little of what they know." Athelstan peers towards the bathroom. "Do you think we can drag ourselves back to the bath, or sleep first?"

[capture_eternity]

"What do you prefer?" Dorian says. "I don't mind lolling and basking just for a little, feeling little drops of liquid Athelstan drip out of me onto the sheets and talking nonsense, or nothing."

[athelstanthescribe]

" - Dorian." He eyes him. "Little drops of liquid Athelstan? Really?"

Notably, he's not blushing.

[capture_eternity]

"Poetic words for sensual pleasures aren't easy to find," Dorian says. "Seems that this time around, I unfortunately overshot and landed squarely in the domain of the ridiculous. I am sorry if that destroyed the mood."

[athelstanthescribe]

"Luckily not", he says easily. "But you don't need to be poetic. Unless you felt like it."

[capture_eternity]

"I don't like to use rough, plain words if there are pretty ones to use instead," Dorian says, "unless the rough words give one a frisson of sensual pleasure by their very roughness. I like the feeling of your seed dripping out of me where you fucked me -- is that better?"

[athelstanthescribe]

"It's not so silly." Athelstan leans over and kisses him. "And if you enjoy it... let's stay here."

[capture_eternity]

"Let's," Dorian says, sprawling shamelessly.


[[OOC: Fade here?]]

[athelstanthescribe]

[ooc: I think so!]