[ Mizuki closes his eyes for just a moment, letting himself settle in Affogato's affection. He knows that, no matter what, he'll always love Mizuki. And vice versa, of course. So, everything should be alright in the end. So long as they keep being open with one another - and Affogato has been incredibly open with him.
And there's also the many holes he continues to leave in Affogato that make him so happy to see every time. ]
I would never make you beg. Especially not with something like this.
[ He's more than happy to. In fact, he'd been holding himself back from doing so, thus the invitation is essentially freeing Mizuki's chains. He wastes absolutely no time to move his lips down to Affogato's shoulders, and with one sweet kiss against his skin, he chases it with a sharp bite, those razors he calls teeth burying into him for the umpteenth time.
All the while, Mizuki's tendrils anchor themselves to Affogato's limbs, tracing little hearts against him, as he usually does. ]
[ It's most definitely not a pained noise, as Mizuki sinks his teeth in. It's stopped being painful to him a while ago. Instead it's almost pleasurable now, the burn and sink of those sharp little teeth, marking up his usually so-well-kept skin all over again.
And then he laughs, a little breathless. ]
Always my eager little love~
[ He wants to dig his nails into Mizuki and carve him up with love, reaching down instead to the lower part of his back, digging his fingers into the stingers. Nails scratch just a little as his voice drops into a low murmur. ]
My Mizuki. As I am your Affogato.
[ Other's may share in them, Mizuki can love Elsword and visa versa, but he's his anyways. His his his. ]
[ The desperate clinging doesn’t stop after Mizuki’s teeth sink in. The opposite, really, because it just gets worse. He doesn’t really squeeze, but his tendrils and arms get so tangled with Affogato that it’s going to be a chore to get up again.
There is a returned tension when Affogato’s hands reach lower on his back. He doesn’t mind, of course, since it’s his love, but… ]
Careful. Sensitive… [ How useful it is to be able to “speak” to Affogato without pulling away. Still, though, had he forgotten?? ]
I love you, too, my Affogato. I hope you never forget.
[ His voice is soft. Oh no, he hasn't forgotten. He wants to remind Mizuki, as thoroughly as those teeth in his shoulder are reminding him, how desperately he's loved. Wanted. Needed. How Affogato wants to wear him, take him into himself, make him the heart that beats in his chest, and then shove himself into Mizuki's in turn. ]
Do you want my fingers away?
[ Consent, always. The affirmation of love in his head makes him hum soft and sweet in Mizuki's ear, his fingers curling gently. ]
I will never forget. You are seared into my very self. I am who I am today because of you, after all.
[ Mizuki pulls his lips away from Affogato's skin with a gentle kiss against skin that isn't quite as freshly wounded, then licks away the blood from his lips so he can gently press his forehead to Affogato's. ]
You can keep them there. [ He just doesn't want to get too riled is all. No matter how much he loves Affogato and considers himself to be all of his, there's boundaries that Mizuki is aware of. ]
Ah, I didn't have anything to do with your change, Affogato... You've always been so kind and caring toward me. I didn't make you that way or anything.
[ And those boundaries Affogato is giving permission to cross, with his fingers deliberately digging into the stingers, his thumbs rubbing lightly around the base. And he snorts softly, as elegantly as one can do a snort, his expression crinkling into an amused look as he plants little kisses against one cheek, then the other. ]
Wrong. Without you, I would not be here. I would not truly know what love is, what it felt like. I would not be repentant over my past mistakes, I would not be trying to better myself.
[ He moves his hands from the stingers to bring them up to cup Mizuki's face, fingers sliding along his jaw as his thumbs rub his cheeks, his voice dropping. ]
Because you make me want to be a better person, my little love.
[ ohh, his love is so cute. That snort, his expression, the almost playful away he teases Mizuki’s tendrils — Mizuki is incredibly smitten. He bites back a little hum at the feeling. ]
I feel you’re still giving me too much credit. You’ve always been wonderful — if I were eloquent at all with words, I’m sure I could write a novel about all the things there is to love about you.
But… I’m so happy with you. I always have been, but… it’s different. Before, I just thought myself as your follower, and I wasn’t unhappy or anything, but I don’t think that’s what I really wanted?
Maybe I’m not making sense. [ He reaches his own hands to settle over Affogato’s when they’re on his cheeks, with Mizuki’s tendrils practically squishing the two of them together. ] It’s now more I want to be with you forever. If I could stitch our hearts together so we’d always be together, or if I made a home inside your chest~.
And… I’d never give you enough food to make you Seaborn or anything, but it makes me real happy when you eat my meals. Like I’ll always be with you.
[ Oh his little love says the sweetest things, letting himself be squished in as he drags his gifted snake-like dragon tail up in turn. Begins to slowly wrap it around Mizuki, coils twisting in slow loops. Not tight enough to hurt, but definitely tight enough to squeeze gently. ]
My sweet little Mizuki~ With every bite you give me, you sink deeper into me, and [ A little chuckle] with every bit.
[ He drops his voice and pushes their faces together, lips brushing as he speaks, voice lowering to a whisper so it's only for Mizuki's ears. Like Rolipo or Sharkitty might hear them or something. ]
I will eat everything you give me, because you become me and I become you. Soon our hearts will be stitched as once. No one will know where you or I begin. You will be in my skin, my bones, the lungs I drag air with and the heart that brings me life.
[ He drags his nails lightly over Mizuki's cheek, a soft tender stroke to go with his words. ]
[ There’s a very sweet and gentle laugh — silent, of course, as all Mizuki’s sounds are, but the motion and the broken breaths make the intent clear. He moves one hand to hold Affogato’s own there against his cheek, nuzzling against it and even pressing a small kiss into his palm. ]
Forever, my Affogato.
[ A few stingers wrap around Affogato’s new tail, tracing the scales and delicately tangling with it. ]
You always look so lovely, but I think this suits you best. Stuck with me, with that pretty, pretty fresh mark. I do request… if it’s okay… could you not let Dark Cacao put any on you?
[ Oh, he likes that. His tail curls a little to the touch, enjoying the stroking feeling as it's wrapped up in stingers. The request makes him smile and he bites a little mark against Mizuki's bottom lip. ]
You needn't worry, I have no plans on letting him mark me anywhere. Only you are allowed to dig your teeth in and claim me like that. Only your nails are allowed to scratch me. Only you can make me bleed.
[ He sighs softly and rubs their noses together, a gentleness to counter the roughness of the bite. Then he shifts to wrap his arms around him again and pull Mizuki in tight, flopping them into the bed to snuggle him. ]
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mooninthewater) wrote2023-08-16 12:10 pm
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And there's also the many holes he continues to leave in Affogato that make him so happy to see every time. ]
I would never make you beg. Especially not with something like this.
[ He's more than happy to. In fact, he'd been holding himself back from doing so, thus the invitation is essentially freeing Mizuki's chains. He wastes absolutely no time to move his lips down to Affogato's shoulders, and with one sweet kiss against his skin, he chases it with a sharp bite, those razors he calls teeth burying into him for the umpteenth time.
All the while, Mizuki's tendrils anchor themselves to Affogato's limbs, tracing little hearts against him, as he usually does. ]
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[ It's most definitely not a pained noise, as Mizuki sinks his teeth in. It's stopped being painful to him a while ago. Instead it's almost pleasurable now, the burn and sink of those sharp little teeth, marking up his usually so-well-kept skin all over again.
And then he laughs, a little breathless. ]
Always my eager little love~
[ He wants to dig his nails into Mizuki and carve him up with love, reaching down instead to the lower part of his back, digging his fingers into the stingers. Nails scratch just a little as his voice drops into a low murmur. ]
My Mizuki. As I am your Affogato.
[ Other's may share in them, Mizuki can love Elsword and visa versa, but he's his anyways. His his his. ]
I love you.
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There is a returned tension when Affogato’s hands reach lower on his back. He doesn’t mind, of course, since it’s his love, but… ]
Careful. Sensitive… [ How useful it is to be able to “speak” to Affogato without pulling away. Still, though, had he forgotten?? ]
I love you, too, my Affogato. I hope you never forget.
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[ His voice is soft. Oh no, he hasn't forgotten. He wants to remind Mizuki, as thoroughly as those teeth in his shoulder are reminding him, how desperately he's loved. Wanted. Needed. How Affogato wants to wear him, take him into himself, make him the heart that beats in his chest, and then shove himself into Mizuki's in turn. ]
Do you want my fingers away?
[ Consent, always. The affirmation of love in his head makes him hum soft and sweet in Mizuki's ear, his fingers curling gently. ]
I will never forget. You are seared into my very self. I am who I am today because of you, after all.
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You can keep them there. [ He just doesn't want to get too riled is all. No matter how much he loves Affogato and considers himself to be all of his, there's boundaries that Mizuki is aware of. ]
Ah, I didn't have anything to do with your change, Affogato... You've always been so kind and caring toward me. I didn't make you that way or anything.
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Wrong. Without you, I would not be here. I would not truly know what love is, what it felt like. I would not be repentant over my past mistakes, I would not be trying to better myself.
[ He moves his hands from the stingers to bring them up to cup Mizuki's face, fingers sliding along his jaw as his thumbs rub his cheeks, his voice dropping. ]
Because you make me want to be a better person, my little love.
cw: yandere shit, sorry Tal—
I feel you’re still giving me too much credit. You’ve always been wonderful — if I were eloquent at all with words, I’m sure I could write a novel about all the things there is to love about you.
But… I’m so happy with you. I always have been, but… it’s different. Before, I just thought myself as your follower, and I wasn’t unhappy or anything, but I don’t think that’s what I really wanted?
Maybe I’m not making sense. [ He reaches his own hands to settle over Affogato’s when they’re on his cheeks, with Mizuki’s tendrils practically squishing the two of them together. ] It’s now more I want to be with you forever. If I could stitch our hearts together so we’d always be together, or if I made a home inside your chest~.
And… I’d never give you enough food to make you Seaborn or anything, but it makes me real happy when you eat my meals. Like I’ll always be with you.
liKE HE'S NOT YANDERE TOO
My sweet little Mizuki~ With every bite you give me, you sink deeper into me, and [ A little chuckle] with every bit.
[ He drops his voice and pushes their faces together, lips brushing as he speaks, voice lowering to a whisper so it's only for Mizuki's ears. Like Rolipo or Sharkitty might hear them or something. ]
I will eat everything you give me, because you become me and I become you. Soon our hearts will be stitched as once. No one will know where you or I begin. You will be in my skin, my bones, the lungs I drag air with and the heart that brings me life.
[ He drags his nails lightly over Mizuki's cheek, a soft tender stroke to go with his words. ]
As I so dearly want to be yours. Yours forever.
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Forever, my Affogato.
[ A few stingers wrap around Affogato’s new tail, tracing the scales and delicately tangling with it. ]
You always look so lovely, but I think this suits you best. Stuck with me, with that pretty, pretty fresh mark. I do request… if it’s okay… could you not let Dark Cacao put any on you?
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You needn't worry, I have no plans on letting him mark me anywhere. Only you are allowed to dig your teeth in and claim me like that. Only your nails are allowed to scratch me. Only you can make me bleed.
[ He sighs softly and rubs their noses together, a gentleness to counter the roughness of the bite. Then he shifts to wrap his arms around him again and pull Mizuki in tight, flopping them into the bed to snuggle him. ]
Only you, my Mizuki~