[ The bruising makes him hiss but in a way that shows he's pleased with it, tilting his head to let Mizuki have more room. The Other shares a quick glance with the original, then steps in close to pin Mizuki between the two of them.
Only to pause when he does. ]
"All right?"
[ Neither of them will push Mizuki, after all, the Other dropping a light kiss to Mizuki's ear after the question, but otherwise not touching beyond the pin. ]
[ Mizuki pulls his head back when he feels Othergato behind him. Hi, hello? He does take the chance to lean back into Othergato, seemingly fine with this. At first, he tries to gauge what's happening - is he jealous? Or does he just want attention? He smiles all the same when his ear is kissed.
He nods. Of course it's alright? Why would he not want the attention? Even despite his wariness, he'd be lying if he ever said he doesn't love... well, being loved. Physical affection is what invigorates him! Touch is his love language!
And both of them are going to be held with numerous tendrils of his. ]
[ Oh, no. One of the things they both agreed upon, if Mizuki was all right with it, was absolutely drowning their little jellyfish in adoration and love. And, honestly, Affogato wants to get far more used to romantically touching.
And since Mizuki's love language is touch....
The tendrils make them both smile, and though neither of them is too fond of the other touching their Mizuki, they will suffer each other to begin to drop kisses against Mizuki. Only Affogato goes for the shoulder though, greedily biting lightly against skin, while the Other nips teasingly at his ear. ]
[ Okay, maybe… he was right about being easily overwhelmed? At first, he didn't think much of it! He assumed that it'd be fine. He's more than enthused to get cuddles and kisses! He still is, even now, but it's also… with both of them, and his legs wrapped around Affogato…
He's real flustered right now.
He doesn't move to push either of them away, though. His hands clench a little against Affogato, but it reads less as discomfort and more as needy. He has roughly thirty stingers (some likely missing due to cooking with them), so it's not like he can't give the same amount of attention to each. And he does, with several wrapping around their waists and around their arms and necks and tracing little hearts against them when Affogato says he loves him. Mizuki loves him too. So, so, so much.
…
He even tilts his head a little when he gets a little closer to his neck. It's not as though Affogato would touch him there knowing full well how he is, but… ]
[ Yeah, though Mizuki may tilt his head, Affogato avoids the neck. Instead he tilts his mouth up to nibble along the curve of Mizuki's jaw, while the Other shifts his focus to the other shoulder. Both pointedly ignoring the throat, for now at least. Though they are both working on getting used to touch in spots that otherwise make them uncomfortable, there's no point in it right now.
The Other shifts his hands against Mizuki's back, fingers lightly trailing and tracing around stingers. Only Affogato remembers that Mizuki warned him about the sensitivity, so his gaze sharpens a little in a 'if you hurt him' manner. Plus he stills a little, waiting to see if Mizuki will give the indication he doesn't like it.
He has a knife, tucked into the sash of his waist, firm against his back, and though he knows Mizuki won't hesitate to kill the other - neither will he. ]
[ Though Mizuki doesn't have a voice, that doesn't mean noises are totally off the board for him. That is to say, the moment Othergato pushes his fingers into the sensitive nerves on his back is when Mizuki lets out a gasp. Not from pain, just surprised... and judging by the way his whole face heats up, it's likely any noise he'd make with his voice if he had it would've been debauched. His tendrils squeeze Othergato - not enough to hurt, just enough to get his attention. ]
S...ns...t...v... [ 'Sensitive'. He's not going to get too mad at him, he probably didn't know? But also, he'd pretty much only let his partners touch there - so Affogato, not Othergato! - and only when they were ready. He squirms, not wanting to totally bail on them, but he was already overwhelmed and flustered!!! Now it's just x2! ]
[ The moment Mizuki gasps - even though he's turning red that suggests something other than fear about it - Affogato's hand drops to the knife. Especially when Mizuki voices sensitive. Othergato oh's softly and promptly removes his fingers, pressing a soft apologetic kiss to Mizuki's shoulder. ]
"My apologies, my little love. I don't have that memory."
[ Hmmm.... Affogato's hand relaxes and comes back around to settle on Mizuki's hip, stroking his fingers gently there to calm him down. Yes, he's very fucking jealous. Hmph. Excuse him as he pulls Mizuki a little away from the Other, which makes him pout and glare in jealousy as well.
It's going to be nasty when they finally go at each other. ]
[ Mizuki lets out another little side, nodding a bit at his apology to say it was okay. It's a bit of a hassle to have a spot so sensitive on his back like that, but most people aren't able to get to it without getting through the mass of stingers first. It'd be like reaching through an actual sea jelly with stingers to get to the underside of the bell...
He didn't realize how tense he'd gotten until he relaxes again against Affogato. He just holds him tightly nuzzling into him. ]
[ At least the Other steps back and away, and it's a good thing he does, because had he remained in close the real Affogato would have stabbed him anyways. ]
"Please never apologize for being uncomfortable with something, love." You be quiet.
[ There's a little hiss in Affogato's voice as he snuggles his Mizuki in against him, a jealous snake rearing to strike. The Other hmphs hard and finally turns to leave in a very dramatic flounce, leaving the two alone. He has to plan, after all.
When he leaves, Affo settles Mizuki back down to reach up and cup his face, stroking his fingers along his cheeks. ]
[ Mizuki's stingers hold Othergato still, even as he leaves. They don't hold him there, though, and simply slide off as he goes, but there's a small tug of his hand, just to let him know Mizuki's not upset with him. It's alright, he didn't know. Mizuki doesn't blame him at all.
But he knows Affogato isn't as forgiving. He soundlessly laughs a bit, trying to get the edge taken off just a bit, especially as he's using a tentacle to bring his phone back over. ]
I'm fine. It didn't hurt. It was just surprising, that's all.
[ Affogato relaxes instantly, huffing softly like a ruffled cat whose finally beginning to settle again, then pecks off little kisses against Mizuki's mouth. Just soft, quick little touches. ]
Good. When I finally murder him, and you eat him, will you tell me what he tastes like? I've always be curious to see if I truly taste like an affogato or not. Especially now that I'm all meaty.
...Are you truly okay with doing that? I feel there's something a bit troubling with the way you say you'd kill him so casually. [ Like, yeah, Mizuki would be the same way, of course, but it's different. Mizuki has a weird sense of self due to We Many. ] That said, you know, your blood does taste a little sweeter than other people's!
[ Of course it's troubling, to look at himself and laugh and say how easy it would be to kill him. Whether that speaks to his own egotistical love of self (and thus no one else who claims to be him is good enough) or his own self-loathing remains to be seen.
He perks a little when Mizuki says he's sweeter. That pleases him and makes him smile again, a little sweet look. Only for his Mizuki. ]
Of course I do~ The only one sweeter than me is you.
hmmm... well, if you're okay with it, I suppose that I am too.
[ Mizuki still has worries, of course, but he isn't one to argue them. So, you know, for now he can just press a sweet kiss to his cheek with a gentle nuzzle that follows. Mizuki doesn't think he's all that sweet - in fact, he knows exactly what he tastes like! - but he likes the compliment all the same. ]
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cw: gonna get a bit frisky
Only to pause when he does. ]
"All right?"
[ Neither of them will push Mizuki, after all, the Other dropping a light kiss to Mizuki's ear after the question, but otherwise not touching beyond the pin. ]
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He nods. Of course it's alright? Why would he not want the attention? Even despite his wariness, he'd be lying if he ever said he doesn't love... well, being loved. Physical affection is what invigorates him! Touch is his love language!
And both of them are going to be held with numerous tendrils of his. ]
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And since Mizuki's love language is touch....
The tendrils make them both smile, and though neither of them is too fond of the other touching their Mizuki, they will suffer each other to begin to drop kisses against Mizuki. Only Affogato goes for the shoulder though, greedily biting lightly against skin, while the Other nips teasingly at his ear. ]
My Mizuki... I do so love you.
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He's real flustered right now.
He doesn't move to push either of them away, though. His hands clench a little against Affogato, but it reads less as discomfort and more as needy. He has roughly thirty stingers (some likely missing due to cooking with them), so it's not like he can't give the same amount of attention to each. And he does, with several wrapping around their waists and around their arms and necks and tracing little hearts against them when Affogato says he loves him. Mizuki loves him too. So, so, so much.
…
He even tilts his head a little when he gets a little closer to his neck. It's not as though Affogato would touch him there knowing full well how he is, but… ]
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The Other shifts his hands against Mizuki's back, fingers lightly trailing and tracing around stingers. Only Affogato remembers that Mizuki warned him about the sensitivity, so his gaze sharpens a little in a 'if you hurt him' manner. Plus he stills a little, waiting to see if Mizuki will give the indication he doesn't like it.
He has a knife, tucked into the sash of his waist, firm against his back, and though he knows Mizuki won't hesitate to kill the other - neither will he. ]
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S...ns...t...v... [ 'Sensitive'. He's not going to get too mad at him, he probably didn't know? But also, he'd pretty much only let his partners touch there - so Affogato, not Othergato! - and only when they were ready. He squirms, not wanting to totally bail on them, but he was already overwhelmed and flustered!!! Now it's just x2! ]
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"My apologies, my little love. I don't have that memory."
[ Hmmm.... Affogato's hand relaxes and comes back around to settle on Mizuki's hip, stroking his fingers gently there to calm him down. Yes, he's very fucking jealous. Hmph. Excuse him as he pulls Mizuki a little away from the Other, which makes him pout and glare in jealousy as well.
It's going to be nasty when they finally go at each other. ]
I think that's enough for now.
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He didn't realize how tense he'd gotten until he relaxes again against Affogato. He just holds him tightly nuzzling into him. ]
S...rry...
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[ At least the Other steps back and away, and it's a good thing he does, because had he remained in close the real Affogato would have stabbed him anyways. ]
"Please never apologize for being uncomfortable with something, love." You be quiet.
[ There's a little hiss in Affogato's voice as he snuggles his Mizuki in against him, a jealous snake rearing to strike. The Other hmphs hard and finally turns to leave in a very dramatic flounce, leaving the two alone. He has to plan, after all.
When he leaves, Affo settles Mizuki back down to reach up and cup his face, stroking his fingers along his cheeks. ]
Are you okay?
[ Mine mine mine mine mine ]
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But he knows Affogato isn't as forgiving. He soundlessly laughs a bit, trying to get the edge taken off just a bit, especially as he's using a tentacle to bring his phone back over. ]
I'm fine. It didn't hurt. It was just surprising, that's all.
im sorry i died im back sob
Good. When I finally murder him, and you eat him, will you tell me what he tastes like? I've always be curious to see if I truly taste like an affogato or not. Especially now that I'm all meaty.
that is ok I also died
holds your hand
[ Of course it's troubling, to look at himself and laugh and say how easy it would be to kill him. Whether that speaks to his own egotistical love of self (and thus no one else who claims to be him is good enough) or his own self-loathing remains to be seen.
He perks a little when Mizuki says he's sweeter. That pleases him and makes him smile again, a little sweet look. Only for his Mizuki. ]
Of course I do~ The only one sweeter than me is you.
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[ Mizuki still has worries, of course, but he isn't one to argue them. So, you know, for now he can just press a sweet kiss to his cheek with a gentle nuzzle that follows. Mizuki doesn't think he's all that sweet - in fact, he knows exactly what he tastes like! - but he likes the compliment all the same. ]
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[ He reaches his hand around to swirl a piece of Mizuki's hair around his finger.
Oogh, ugh, he loves his little jemly. ]
If you'd rather not, I can dispose of him readily.