Ask A Tale of Two Accents

[Laeonas Tannaras]

The protestations of the older man would've continued on throughout the cab ride to the hospital, but they were cut off— by himself— at the offer of more drinks and more spice. He wasn’t about to argue against that, especially since the man with the red hair could immediately pull them off the table. “Fiiiiiine…” he whined in reply, rolling his eyes and pouting in an exaggerated manner. “Yer nicer than mae ma a’bout this kinda thing. Whenever I’d get hurt, she’d just curse me out if Ai didn’t let ‘er put Bacta on.” He’d say, sniggering at the memories of her resisting the urge to wack him upside the head.

When the humans piped down for a bit, their cab pilot spoke up, adding, “The hospital quarter is a good 30 minutes from here— I can get you there in 15. If you’re going to drop dead in a few, I can just get you to a walk in clinic.” She’d explain, the usually cheery tone she’d put on during the job disappearing behind stone cold seriousness. It was quite unlike most Zeltron, and it was something Laeonas picked up on rather quickly. “Erm… Ai still think it’ll take me awhile ta die, thanks.” He replied, wrapping his arms around the man besides him tighter.

He enjoyed the warmth of the other man, something he hoped to be getting a lot more of as the night went on. There really wasn’t much more to it than that however. It was an added bonus that the person pressed against him was as fun to talk to as he was to look at. Still, any feelings beyond those were absent from his still beating heart. From what he’d heard, there should’ve been something else… and yet, there wasn’t.

These weren’t subjects that Laeonas enjoyed dwelling on. At the opportunity to change the subject, he took it immediately. “So, uh, you really made quick work of those wrinkly shites, eh?” Laeonas questioned, grinning up at the man. He’d chosen to rest his head against Senin’s chest, and it gave him a perfect position to address him from below. “And th’at little trick ya did with yer ‘ips, HA! Yet gonna ‘ave ta show me ‘ow ta pull th’at off.” He went on, recounting the scene that he couldn’t help find humorous in retrospect.
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@LouJoVi

 

[Senin Ravelo]

Senin smiled when Baeonnass finally agreed to go to the hospital. As he expected, his offer of spice and drinks was too much for the older man to resist. When Baeo pouted, the Acolyte felt tempted to kiss his lips, but controlled himself. Since he made the other upset with his attempt to flirt using the scars, the young man decided to go slow, at least for now.

When Baeonnass said what his mother would do, Senin laughed "Sounds like your mother loves you, Gato." this reminded him of how his biological mother used to act when he returned home hurt. She was the only good thing of his childhood in the slums. Thinking about that made his laugh die. These memories made his mood change, sadness briefly crossing his eyes. "I miss my mother." he muttered more for himself, than to Baeo.

His musings were interrupted by the driver saying how much time would take to reach the hospital. Senin was going to answer her, but Baeonnass talked first. "Yes, I think that he will survive the trip to the hospital." The young man was starting to think that perhaps the Brentaalan wasn't so much hurt after all. However, he still wanted the opinion of a doctor. Better safe than sorry.

When the speeder started to move, Senin felt Baeonnass wrap his arms around him. This made the Acolyte feel good. Once again he was thinking how good it was to have the older man's warm body near his own. Then Baeo rested his head on the young man's chest. The G’weneen never had this type of intimacy before. Not being able to control himself, he started to run his fingers tenderly through the Brentaalan's hair.

Senin smiled after hearing Baeonnass's question. He looked down at the man resting in his chest "I only used some techniques of kapu’era, it's a type of martial art from my homeworld. Few people outside G'wenee knew about it. I learned when I was a child." The young man remembered that he learned to fight it when he lived on the streets. It was used by the street urchins as a way to defend themselves. "Also, it was easy because they were a bunch of idiots. The two fell for the same trick!" he laughed, remembering how the two Weequay were hit by the same kick. "The movement that I did is called ginga. I'll be very happy to teach you how to fight kapu’era, Gato. I imagine how hot you will be moving your hips while doing it." the Acolyte winked playfully. "But you fought very well, too. That big guy had no chance. Você destruiu as partes baixas dele!"

After some time, they arrived at the hospital. During the entire trip, Senin stayed caressing Baeo's head, feeling the older man's hair and warm body near his. The Acolyte really liked it. After paying the driver and saying his thanks, the young man helped Baeonnass get out of the speeder. Still helping the Brentaalan walk, the duo entered the building. They approached a counter to speak to the receptionist, a young female Zeltron. "Hello! How can I help you?" she said with a kind tone, which changed to concern when she saw how the older man was leaning against the G'weneen "Oh my, you need to go to the emergency room! Give me your personal information so I can make the medical record. I'll be fast." she said, while waiting for an answer. Senin looked at Baeo, expecting that he would say something.

@Tom

 

[Laeonas Tannaras]

The mention of Senin's mother was a subject that was the last thing he'd expected the redhead to bring up. The only reference to his parents he might expect out of him was whatever he might be calling Laeonas later. Senin's reply to the cab pilot caused him to nod along, confirming what he and himself had already said. If Laeonas were dying, he'd be making it blindingly obvious to everyone in the vicinity. Bravado came second to his continued existence.

The minutes would pass on, the two men pressed together in the back. Laying there, the man with the raven hair was able to put aside the aching of fatigue. As Senin started to stroke his hair, his eyes would widen a bit in surprise, lips parting for a moment before a smirk came to his lips. The temptation to make a comment about hair pulling was great, but he resisted as Senin started talking about martial arts. It was a subject nearly as interesting as what was beneath Senin's clothing.

"Cap...you...errah?" Laeonas repeated the word, the horrible mispronunciation not lost on him. "Ai'm... not even gonna try sayin' that again." he followed up, breathing out a laugh. The mention of how Senin learned it and it's relative obscurity caused a nod, which ruffled up his hair as it pressed against Senin's chest. "Ayy, that's pretty good. If nobody's got any idea what yer doin', it's 'ard fer 'em ta come up with a way ta stop ya. Th'at can trick up even skilled opponents." Laeonas explained, demonstrating a level of analysis one wouldn't expect from a buzzed thug in serious pain.

He laughed along with the other man as he recounted the failures of their opponents. "Ayy, ya weren't fightin' very skilled warriors t'begin with, Ai suppose." The man would laugh, suddenly choking on it. He'd turn his head, coughing into the man's chest. "Aww shite, sorry..." He muttered, not looking up at the other man as he sat there. "Anyways... yeah, teach me all about th'at. Ai imagine it's gonna be up close and personal." He continued, the joke not carrying the amused tone that usually came with them as he coughed again.

The compliments won a slight smirk from the man, but he didn't respond, simply deciding to rest for a bit. His mind drifted off into a half-sleep. It didn't last long, as he was soon awakened by the arrival at the hospital. Laeonas would turn to their cab pilot, reaching into his pocket. Pulling out the wallet of the gangster he'd beaten, the woman's eyes widened. "The ride's on the house, don't worry. I don't need your money." She said, holding a hand up as if to refuse him. "It ain't mine anyways." He'd grunt, thrusting it into her palm.

Half carried out, the man stumbled, the pain in his muscles burning as they made their way through the front entrance. Usually in places like these, the people would be somber, detached, or concerned about whoever it was that was inside. The pink-skinned zeltron, however, seemed to be rather carefree, chatting each other up, though not as energetic. That they weren't outright partying, drinking and dancing and living like there wasn't any tomorrow, may as well have been their equivalent of reserved concern. They paid no heed to the two men as they made their way inside.

They'd arrive at the desk, and Laeonas audibly rasped out a relieved sigh. It was only now that he noticed just how short of breathe he was. At the receptionist's comments, his half closed eyes would widen. He saw Senin looking at him, and he cursed to himself. Baeonnass Bannarass-- what was he thinking? He'd come up with far better aliases in the past. He couldn't spend the next few minutes describing all of this-- he neither had time, and he obviously wasn't in the mood to do so. So, reaching into his jacket, he pulled out a fake ID.

"Mae name is Feannag Cormond. Ai'm twenty-six galactic standard years old. 188 cm, 79 kg. Blood type O-." He stated. The only lies in there being the name he provided, and the age as well. He breathed a long sigh, which caught on him as he started coughing again. Turning back to Senin, he'd wear a pained, regretful expression. He was used to lying about his name-- he just had, after all. He'd been considering telling Senin the truth after they had their spice, but now... now it felt to late.

"Sorry, hun."
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@LouJoVi

 

[Senin Ravelo]

Senin raised an eyebrow when “Baeonnass” gave his personal information to the receptionist. The Acolyte should have been furious that the other had used a false name, but it didn't really surprise him. He had used fake IDs several times. Not to mention that when he went on a mission he wore masks. Who was he to criticize the other for that? But still, he really wanted to know the other man better and by the expression that the other had, he seemed to be regretting having lied to the young man.

“Done! Now you can go to the Emergency room, it’s down the corridor.” the receptionist pointed the direction for them. Senin muttered a thank you to her and helped the older man walk to the room. Even after hearing the other's apology, the Acolyte remained silent. He was thinking about how he should react to this. Even though for him there was no problem that “Baeo” was using a fake ID, a small part of him wanted the man to be sincere. After all, he gave him his true name.

When they arrived at the Emergency room, which wasn’t crowded, Senin helped “Baeonnass” to sit and took a seat next to him. “The Acolyte sighed and looked directly into the older man’s eyes. While looking at them, he noticed how beautiful their color was “Gato, normally I don't care that my partners use a fake name, after all they are one night stands. But as I said to you before, I want to be your friend.” he said seriously. The young man was really appreciating the company of the other and he wanted to have it more times.

“I’ll understand if you want to maintain your true name as a secret, but I will ask for it anyway. What's your name? Are you really named Baeonnass Bannarass or are you Feannag Cormond? Something tells me that both are fake.” he continued to look into the man’s eyes with a serious expression “I didn’t lie to you, my name is really Senin Ravelo. Before being adopted, my surname was Silva.”

Then his expression changed and he gave the man a smile “I only want to know the name of my friend. Or are you some type of secret agent that can't reveal your true identity?” he said as a joke. "If is due to this, I'll think that you are even more hot!" Senin brought his hand to his chin, pretending to be deep in thought. "No, maybe you are some type o crime lord. If is due to it, then you are lucky because I love a bad boy." this last part was whispered in the older man ear in a lewd way and followed by a wink. The Acolyte was being sincere, he really apreciate this type of man. After all, he could be considered one of them.

@Tom

 

[Laeonas Tannaras]

Senin's initial reaction to Laeo's revealing of another false name was... reserved? He hadn't expected a fit, but some visible anger or frustration would've made a lot more sense. They'd been pressed together for half the night, fought off a couple criminals, and revealed some seriously important personal details, both physically and emotionally. But Senin had merely raised an eyebrow at the older man, and upon being given directions by the receptionist, he immediately helped the man up. Their walk was silent, and for Laeo, that was as deafening as a cacophany.

The two would soon find themselves sitting down in yet another reception area. The room was empty, and there was hardly any activity. When Senin started talking, the silence was broken, but it was replaced by a wave of awkward discomfort. The usually playful, amused, or even concerned tone the G'weneese man used was replaced by cold seriousness. He couldn't make it more obvious that he wasn't pleased by what Laeonas had done. The words that came next weren't harsh by any means; in fact, Senin stressed how he still wanted to be Laeonas' friend.

The other element of his words pulled at Laeonas in a way he hadn't expected. Senin didn't have a problem with most of his partners taking an alias, or not giving their names. He just had a problem with him doing it. Not because of any deficiency, but for the opposite reason; Senin viewed him as more than an opportunity for a couple hours of fun. It didn't mean much on it's own to the man, but it was the exact opposite of what he'd anticipated when he'd first met the man with the red hair. His expectations were... subverted, to say the least.

Senin spent the next few minutes further clarifying Laeo's position. He didn't have to do anything; in fact, Laeonas could keep his name a secret if he so chose. But it didn't take more than a few seconds for Laeonas to recognize the unspoken agreement that Senin was offering. If they were going to be more than a source of warmth for each other tonight, Laeo would have to come clean. He'd have to trust Senin, unlike all the others who he'd remained anonymous towards. That the man repeated his own name was practically a prompt for the man with the raven hair to do the same.

It was the line about him being a secret agent that finally broke the serious look on his face. Laeonas exhaled from his nostrils a little at the joke, and felt the familiar flush to his cheeks at the pass Senin had made.

This one was worth being honest with.

"Ya got it right," He would begin, "when ya said both were fake." He finally confessed, eyes still trained towards the floor, before coughing a bit. Pain ripped through his chest at this, even running up his shoulder for some reason. It took a few seconds for Laeonas to finally steady himself, breathing hard in spite of how short his breathes were coming out. "Ai'm... not called either of those things. Ai'm not a secret agent, and Ai'm not a crime lord." He'd further continue, turning his gaze up to meet his.

"Mae name... well, Ai'm probably pronouncin' it wrong. If mae dad was man enough ta raise me, 'e might've taught me 'ow ta say it right... but alas, Ai'm not th'at lucky." He spat, a grim smile slipping onto his face as he sat there. "Suffice, if ya took it strictly legal, Ai'm Lae...oh...nahs." He sounded out, trying to get the pronunciations that he'd heard in regards to the names of any other noble lords with names that sounded like his. "We... don't 'ave last names on mae world, at least not tha common folk. But Ai'm not common on one side... so ya can call me Tan-ahr-ahs." he'd finish, sitting back in the chair.

"Yeah, Ai know, addin' b's in front of mae first and last name was terrible. bite me."
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@LouJoVi

 

[Senin Ravelo]

When Senin asked for the older man's true name, he was already prepared to hear the Brentaalan’s refusal. After all it was the type of information that could be used against you. The Acolyte wore a mask on missions precisely to hide his identity from possible enemies. The older man seemed to have been through a lot, with his scars being proof of that. It would not be surprising that he could have made enemies and the use of false names was to protect himself from them.

When the other started to speak, looking at the ground, Senin thought that he was trying to find a way to dodge the question. Then the older man stopped talking due to a cough. The acolyte had already noticed that this was becoming more frequent, he was starting to get worried. What if the man broke a rib and it was piercing his lung?

“Gato, you need to rest. Don’t talk anymore.” the young man said, concerned for the health of the other. However, the older man continued talking. He mentioned his father and Senin noticed his grudge for him. Perhaps they also had this in common. The Acolyte remembered how his biological father was a drunken bastard. While he missed his mother, the boy was happy for being free of the man.

Finally Gato revealed his true name: Laeonas Tannaras. It was different, but Senin thought that it fitted the older man. He smiled at the face that Laeo did when trying to correctly pronounce the name. In his opinion, it was cute. “Pleasure to meet you, Laeonas Tannaras. My name is Senin Ravelo.” he said playfully, then he leaned to kiss the other on the cheek. It was a joke, as if Laeo and Senin were meeting for the first time. “Você é muito bonito, sabia?” he winked after saying this.

Senin moved his right hand to hold Laeo’s left one, feeling roughness against softness. He was starting to like this sensation “Thank you, for trusting me.” He said in a more serious tone, but still smiling. His eye fell upon the older man's lips and he leaned to kiss it. If it was reciprocated, the kiss would start simply as a touching of lips. However, the Acolyte would do something risky. He would touch Laeonas' lips with the tip of his tongue, desiring to feel the other’s taste. By this point, he completely forgot they were in a hospital or that the older man was coughing constantly.

“Feannag Cormond” the doctor called. If they were still kissing, the voice would make them separate. Smiling to Laeonas, Senin would help him enter the office.

@Tom

 

[Laeonas Tannaras]

The concern Senin provided him was... different from what he was used to. A lover slighted would usually roll over anything he did, or react with hostility. Senin was behaving like a genuine friend-- even as he'd throughout the night made his desires quite obvious. Their mock introduction was followed up by a kiss to his cheek, and a few words in that language that Laeonas couldn't help but find appealing. Taking his hand in his own, the man would thank him for his trust.

And than, Senin kissed him. Laeonas had taken a few seconds to even process what had happened, but after he did, he'd quickly grow comfortable. Not like in the bathroom back at the club, where it had been brief, only really a peck on the lips to show affection. It wasn't the kind of kiss Laeonas was used to either; rabid, rapid, lustful and passionate. No, this was something else; it's origins were completely different from what he was used to, and it was something he couldn't quite understand.

That didn't stop him from enjoying it though. It didn't stop him at all.

Laeonas would wrap his arms behind Senin's back as they kissed, fingers gripping shoulder blades as he'd press forward. A few sounds managed to find their way into Laeonas’ ears, the most prominent being the thumping of his heart, and the smacking of their lips. When Senin took his risk and opened up his mouth, he’d feel Laeonas’ part without even a second’s hesitation. Senin would be able to taste the alcohol he’d consumed, the familiar taste of spit.

All the while, Laeo’s own would be pressed against his, twisting around it in a shamelessly lewd, but concealed dance.

It was easy for Laeonas to forget his shortness of breathe as their lips were pressed together. When he felt that familiar feeling in his chest, he’d ignore it at first, before the pressure in his lungs got overwhelming. In the middle of their exchange of spit, the pressure finally built enough for him to stop. Suddenly and without warning, he’d pulled away, absolutely gasping for air. For a few seconds, he’d simply sit there, breathing heavily as he looked up at the man.

“…sorry, ‘ad ta come up fer air.” He gasped, trying to sound playful before a cough wracked through his chest. He’d visibly wince at this, and the playful tone that he’d delivered the line in was drowned out by the groaning pain escaping from Laeo. Shortly after, the doctor would call his name, and the man would look up at his counterpart again.

“When Ai get out’f ‘ere,” he rasped, though a smirk played across his lips, “We’re gonna ‘ave ta continue where we left off~” he teased, placing a final peck on the cheek before he slowly stood. Hobbling out of the lobby, he’d make his way through the doors, into the office.

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“Mr Cormond, were you listening?”

The doctor stood there, looking down at him. He’d gotten out of his coat and slipped into a hospital gown. Sitting there, his face was twisted into shock. When he looked up, he stared at her for a few seconds. “A punctured lung?” He finally whispered, blinking a few times. “It’s nothing we can’t fix up, but you’ll have to spend the next few days here. The price for treatment is usually around 800 credits, and every subsequent day spent is 100.” She explained, not mentioning that these prices only applied to foreign tourists, and not Zeltros’ citizens.

“…Ai need ta talk with someone about this. There’s a… boy outside. Could ya send ‘im in?” He asked, looking up at the doctor before letting out a deep, hacking cough. “Ofcourse. Talk as long as you need; you won’t be able to get visitors for the next few days.” She answered.

after sitting in the lobby for well over half an hour, the doctor would call out, “Feannag Cormond’s company? The patient would like to speak with you.”

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@LouJoVi

 

[Senin Ravelo]

Their kiss was unlike any Senin had before. Unlike the other times, where he and his partners would be kissing voraciously, this one was like they were tasting each other's lips. The Acolyte could say that this became one of the best kisses that he ever experienced.

When Laeonas wrapped his arms behind the young man's back, Senin brought his hands to the older man's head, running his fingers through his hair. During the kiss, the Acolyte could hear the sound that his heart was doing while it beated fast. It's beating seemed to be intensified by the sensation of the older man's fingers gripping his shoulder blades.

Senin thought this kiss couldn't get any better, but he was completely wrong. When Laeonas allowed him to use his tongue during it, the Acolyte concluded that the moment had become perfect. The taste in the older man's mouth was delicious, the hints of alcohol present in it made the moment even tastier.

As Laeo moved his mouth so sensually around his tongue, the Acolyte felt heat spread through his body. The older man would feel the younger grip his hair tighter. He wanted to sit on the Brentaalan's lap, rip off his clothes and feel every inch of his body. The two would be so engrossed in their kiss that they wouldn't notice the other people in the emergency room staring at them. Some looked with disapproval, while others were visibly uncomfortable.

But all good things come to an end. Their kiss ended when Laeonas came up for air. Senin smiled at him, but soon he became concerned when the older man started to cough. Before he could say something, the doctor called Laeo. The Acolyte would help him get up. "Gato, I'll really want to continue that." he answered the other, giving a wink. While the Brentaalan walked to the office, the G'weneen would watch him move, thinking how delicious the man tasted

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It had been a long time since Laeonas had entered the office. During that time, Senin was getting even more worried. What if the man had something serious? This was so weird. He had never felt this way about anyone before. Maybe it was because he saw so much of himself in Laeo.

His musings were interrupted when he heard the doctor's voice calling for Feannag Cormond's company. He got up quickly and rushed into the office. There Senin saw Laeonas wearing a hospital gown. The Acolyte had to control himself not to make a lewd comment about the older man's exposed legs and arms. "Gato, is everything alright?"

@Tom

 

[Laeonas Tannaras]

The wait in the office wasn't long, and within a couple of minutes, Senin was in Laeo's presence again. The sight of the man caused a grin to slip onto his face, a devious, yet ultimately friendly gesture. That was until he noticed the gaze from Senin upon his gown. Splaying out his fingers and motioning his hands downward, he'd finish by extending his arms down, each at a 20 degree angle from his torso. It was a simple pose, though it was far above the grade of outfit the man was actually wearing.

"Ai know, Ai know, this is probably tha prettiest ya'v ever seen me." He'd tease, crossing his legs as they'd dangle off the edge of the bed. "Ai think Ai'm wearin' Verspachali, or Galdogoto, or..." He continued, finally glancing down at the tag hanging off the gown. "Zeltec Medical Industries," He read, before looking up. "Um... Zelmin Medust?" He finished, looking from side to side, before he burst out laughing. That was immediately followed by a coughing fit, which caused him to half double over in pain.

Over the course of the next few seconds, Laeonas would clutch at his right side gritting his teeth in pain. "Shite... this gets worse by tha minute..." He'd grunt, his breathing short as his body worked to keep his one functioning lung full. "A'right... enough stallin'. Senin," He began, not even realizing that it was the first time he'd addressed the other man by his name, "Ai'm... hhhurt. Ai ain't dyin', but this can't be fixed with an hour long bacta dip." He explained, not really wanting to bore the other man with the details.

He couldn't help sighing at the annoyance of it all. "Ai know ya probably worked it out already, but we're gonna 'ave ta put our plans fer t'night on 'old." He finally confessed, saying what he'd already told him without words. For a few seconds, Laeonas didn't bother saying anything, simply taking the time to catch his breathe. Speaking for more than even a few seconds took to much air out of him. "We... didn't do all th'at much plannin', all things considered... but Ai think we both got ideas... which Ai'd still very much laike ta do with ya..." He'd continue, smirking a bit as he assured the man that this wasn't just an elaborate way of turning him down.

The man would sit there for a few seconds, contemplating what to tell him next. "Ai... don't think th'at Ai'd be in any condition ta make t'night what we both want it ta be anyways while Ai'm laike this. Th'at is, unless ya were 'opin fer me to go thirty seconds before Ai roll off and pass out from exhaustion." He'd tease, smirking again as he'd finally sit back on the bed. "Can't say Ai've ever 'ad a night ruined laike this before. There was th'at one asshole when Ai was practically a kid, but it wasn't me th'at was 'urtin' by tha'end." He'd reference, not bothering to go into any details about what he'd done to the man in question, or why.

"Now, what'd tha doc say... treatment takes a day, gettin' better takes... a'bout a week?" He recounted, stroking the stubble of facial hair on his chin. "Sounds right at least, but Ai've got a feelin' th'at Ai'll be out early." He stated, not giving away how he planned on doing that. In truth, he had no plan, though there were plenty of options opened to him. He doubted that this hospital was entirely professional; surely there'd be someone he could bribe to get out. There was also the matter of his abilities to take into account. The force could sustain his cells in place of sustenance, including air. He couldn't do that for hours on end with a non functioning lung, ofcourse, but it would certainly be a test once he was recovering.

"Suffice ta say, Ai do expect ya ta visit. Ai'll be quite disappointed if ya don't." He'd finish, reaching up to yank Senin over by the collar. "When Ai get out, don't you dare keep me waitin'." He'd whisper, nipping at the man's jawline before pulling back with a devilish grin.

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@LouJoVi

 

[Senin Ravelo]

The vision of Laeonas crossing his legs made the Acolyte feel hot. His desire for the other man, which had been replaced by concern since the older man entered the office, was returning. These legs and arms are so tempting, the young man wanted to run his hands over them.

Watching the older man make jokes made him calmer. "Gato, you are already gorgeous. The only way I see you would look even prettier is if you were dressed in a more natural way." the Acolyte winked and laughed. However, his laugh died when Laeo started to cough. It seemed to be getting worse, now the Brentaalan was visibly in pain. Senin rushed to his side "Try to not talk too much."

Senin paid close attention to what Laeonas was saying. He noticed that the Brentalaan seemed to be avoiding saying what he had, but the Acolyte became more calm when the older man said that he wasn't going to die. But he still felt a bit concerned due to Laeo's obvious difficulty in breathing. The young man was going to order him to stop talking at once, but decided to remain silent when the other mentioned something that happened when he was a kid. It made the G'weneen curious, but he said nothing.

When Laeonas yanked him by the collar and whispered while nipping at his jawline, Senin's body became hot again. It was the same sensation that he felt when the two were kissing in the Emergency room. After the older man let go of him, the Acolyte had a smile on his face "Gato, I'll not only come to visit you, but I'll be there when you get out. I promise." then he leaned to whisper in Laeonas' ear "After all, I still owe you some spice, and I also want to finish what we started today. But I need you with full strength, so we can do it for more than thirty seconds. Perhaps the entire night." saying that, he would run two of his fingers through the other's bare arm while his mouth briefly brushed against his earlobe. He winked at the Brentaalan, with a devilish grin of his own. "Get well soon, so we can have fun together!" then he gave the other a small peck on the lips.

He was getting ready to leave the office when he remembered something important. "Gato, I'm being serious when I said that I'll be there when you get out. I'll give you the contact information of the penthouse where I'm staying, so you can call me when you are discharged." he said, before giving it to Laeonas. "Call me as soon as the doctor discharges you. Ok?"

@Tom

 

[Laeonas Tannaras]

It didn't take a genius to figure out what Senin meant by a more "natural" way of dress. Even now, he wasn't sure if he was comfortable taking off his top around the man. Even if he didn't find his scars repulsive, that didn't mean that Laeonas was ready to start showing them off. Besides, he didn't need to be bare chested for them to have fun together. He hadn't stripped all the way with anyone else... though, he'd determined by now that Senin wasn't just anyone.

He'd watch Senin's reaction to his explanation with careful consideration. For the most part, it was the single best reaction he could have possibly received. He hadn't misinterpreted his words as rejection, he hadn't gotten angry or dejected, and he hadn't lost interest. If anything, the opposite was true on the last subject. Laeonas' teasing seemed to have stirred the coals that fueled the fire of Senin's passions. The teasing he'd get back would cause Laeonas to burn even hotter, and for a brief moment the image of the two locked together for an entire night filled his mind.

That Senin further teased him with the brush of his lips against his lobe, the feeling of the blue haired man's breathe on his neck... it wasn't fair at all. "Now 'e's torturin' me." The Brentaali thought, visibly smirking. "This is what Ai get... denial, laike 'ow Ai've denied 'im." He continued the train of thought, looking at the other man. Despite not being serious in his thinking, even considering the possibility increased his desire. Never in his life had he simultaneously wanted to treat someone like a friend, while also wanting them as badly as he did now.

Eventually the man would move to leave-- stopping briefly to give his contact info. Placing the note on the table besides him, he'd nod at Senin's request. "'sides doc, you'll be first t'know." He'd reassure him.

As if on cue, the doctor walked in, lips pursed in a clammy expression. Laeonas took a look at the woman's pink skin, taught as her muscles scrunched up. The same monochromatic pink covered the whole of her face... except for her cheeks, which were of a darker shade. A few seconds passed before the human realized that the Zeltron woman was blushing-- and a few more to figure out why. The moment he did, his own cheeks flushed red, and his lips found themselves pursed as well.

There were a few seconds of awkward silence, before the man suddenly broke into another coughing fit. That seemed to snap both him and the doctor out of their mutual embarrassment. "I can start treatment in an hour-- though I haven't gotten your permission for invasive surgery." She stated, that calm, matter of fact tone returning to her. After a few more seconds of coughing, Laeonas would sputter out an answer, saying, "Do whatever gets me out'f 'ere quicker." Nodding, the doctor would exit the room again, turning to Senin as she left. That awkwardness seemed to return for a few seconds, but she would simply tell him, "It's time for you to leave."

If the man would choose to leave, Laeonas would give him a weak wave. When gone, the man would simply lay back, focusing as best he could. The force would begin to gather within him, concentrated in his lungs. Where air would fill his lungs, the force would take it's place, and the strain on his breathing would partially subside. Even with how much practice he had, he wasn't yet capable of going without oxygen completely, or making up for a single lung for an extended period of time.

Still, if he could do this... he could easily be out within a few days.

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The doctor wore an expression of bewilderment, eyes glued to the charts on her datapad. The past few days had started out simple for her; a case of a half drunk tourist fighting and getting badly injured. It was something she'd seen time and time again, working in a hospital so close to one of the capital's major vice districts. Yet as the days had drawn on, she'd begun to realize that this patient was... unlike any she'd seen before. Finally glancing up from her datapad, she would see her patient-- the human that called himself "Feannag Cormond," and watch as he paced back and forth in the room.

Catching her gaze with a glance, he'd stop, the impatient expression on his face changing to a friendly one. "Somethin' wrong, doc?" He'd question, that thick accent of his slamming her ears again. She'd take a few seconds to process his words, before shaking her head. "No, nothing's wrong at all. In fact... things are... great." She began, not entirely sure of how to explain her findings. For a moment, the ghost of a smirk twitched across the human's lips, but it would be replaced by one of concern. "Yer tone suggests otherwise." He'd reply, crossing his arms.

The doctor shook her head again, loudly exclaiming, "It... it just doesn't make any sense! Every one of your tests shows that over the past few days, your rate of recovery has been average. The tissue repair in your lungs? Average. Your blood filtration? BELOW average. Your lungs should barely be healed after two days..." She went on, pressing her fingers to her temple as she paused. Laeonas stepped a bit closer, and that hint of a smirk appeared and disappeared yet again.

"But you're... fine! Your lungs are nowhere close to healed, there isn't as much oxygen in your blood as there should be-- but the rest of your body is acting like there is!" She'd stammer the last bit, utterly confused. "You don't have any implants, right? A cardio-pulmonary supplement? We didn't check on x-rays, so that has to be it." She'd snap, putting her datapad down. The human looked like he was suppressing laughter as he looked down at her, but when the woman's blue eyes rested on his aquamarines, his expression became more serious. "Err... yeah, Ai just fergot ta put it down."

The woman let out a groan, shaking her head. "Okay... well, you should've listed that on your report. You gave me the headache of a century trying to understand that." She'd say, grabbing her datapad and turning around. The human's expression softened a bit, before it lit up with purpose. "Ayy, wait! Does this mean Ai can leave?!" He asked. The doctor didn't even bother turning around. "You're effectively recovered, so I don't see why not. Just don't strain yourself over the next few days." She explained.

Laeonas sniggered internally at the last bit. Exerting himself would be all he'd be doing tonight.

Walking over to the side table near his bed, he made his way down the hall with the note in question. Arriving at a public comm, he'd link into the channel, smirking. When the penthouse ID came up, he'd send the establishment a message to be forwarded to the resident in question.

"Got out, can come 2 ur place or u can pick me up-- tho u already did ;)" The message would read.

This was going to be a fun night.

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@LouJoVi

 

[Senin Ravelo]

After he gave his contact info to Laeonas, Senin started to leave the office. Before he could reach the door, the doctor entered the room. The Acolyte noticed that her cheeks were dark pink. He raised an eyebrow while smirking. It seems that the woman was having some naughty thoughts about what the two men were doing.

Laeo's cough seemed to have snapped the doctor from her dirty thoughts. She said that the treatment could start now and walked to the door of the office. Before she left, the Zeltron said that Senin should leave. Smirking at her, the Acolyte moved toward the older man and gave him one last peck on the lips "Bye, Gato! We will see each other soon, then we will continue what we started!" he winked at the Brentaalan, then walked away.

When he was already outside the office, the young man could feel Laeonas use the Force. He wondered if the older man had some training and knew how to use Force healing. He smiled, perhaps they will see each other soon than expected. The Acolyte never had a partner before that made him want to be a friend. Laeo was really an interesting character, they were so similar to each other. The same taste for clothes, speaking with heavy accents and desire for pleasurable things. Perhaps their meeting was really an act of the Force.

He continued to think about it, even after he arrived in his penthouse. While in his bed, Senin would be still thinking about the dark haired man and this wonderful night. He couldn't wait for when the Brentaalan would get out of the hospital, so they could continue what they started. Was thinking about it that fell asleep.

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Senin was at his penthouse doing a search about Arandu myths. So far he found out that some scientists believed that the Three Gods had some similarities with other deities from different cultures of the Galaxy. Occasionally he would check for new messages, expecting to receive one of Laeonas saying that he left the hospital. Even though it had only been two days, the boy thought the other would have used the Force to speed up his healing process.

He was halfway through an article that debated about the iconographic similarities between the Daughter of the Mortis Gods, Ajyra-jaci of the Arandu and the Winged Goddess of Dathomir, when a new message arrived. He quickly closed what he was reading and opened it, chuckling at it.

"Going to pick u, will be there soon ;)" he would send as an answer. It was still early and he had some plans before bringing the man to his penthouse. Turning the computer off, Senin walked to his bedroom where he chose what he was going to dress. He decided to use an outfit made of leather that he had bought some time ago.

After getting dressed, the G'weneen called a taxi. After some minutes, he arrived in front of the hospital. After paying the driver, Senin entered the building and started searching for Laeonas.

@Tom

 

[Laeonas Tannaras]

Laeonas had expected that it would take from ten minutes to an hour to get a response from his "friend." Preparing to leave, the man would hear the ding of a reply, turning to read the response. One watching would see his lips twitch for a moment, before his mouth would open in surprise. Following that, his lips would curl into a wide smile. Logging off, he’d turn around, heading back towards his room.

Senin would arrive at the hospital in a matter of time that was just as quick as his reply, relatively. Entering the waiting room they had hobbled through days earlier, he’d find it as sparsely populated as it was when they’d arrived. He didn’t recognize anyone… except for the receptionist. She’d been idly looking around, but she’d quickly notice the new arrival. It took her a few seconds to recognize him in his new outfit, but seeing him caused a darker shade of purple to spread across her pink cheeks.

“Welcome back!” She greeted him, giving him an especially warm smile. “I’m guessing you’re here to pick up that man you came in with a few nights ago? What was his name… Fe… Fa…” she thought aloud, opening up a few tabs on the holoscreen in front of her. “Hmm… ah! Here we are. Feannag Cormond… yes, treatment’s been successful. You can probably find him in his room… 318!” She continued, before finally smiling up at him.

“Ai don’t think ‘e’ll be lookin’ fer long~” a familiar voice chimed.

Before Senin could even turn around, a pair of arms wrapped around the man’s hips. The nurse looked on in surprise as his hands trailed up to wrap around Senin’s torso, playfully tugging at the leather. She had completely missed Laeonas when he’d entered the bathroom off to the side earlier, and had been to busy making google eyes and delivering his health report to the redhead that she hadn’t noticed the raven haired man slip out of the bathroom and crawl up behind him. Either way, the site of the two men suddenly pressed together caused her already blushing cheeks to turn beat purple. Meanwhile, Laeonas’ face hovered centimeters from the man’s neck.

“A perfect choice in attire, hun. No way Ai wind up ripping this.” He teased, before pulling away and stepping back. Laeonas was wearing the same outfit he’d arrived in, though his coat was zipped all the way up to hide the embarrassingly cheap hospital t-shirt he’d been given. Glancing up at the man’s hair, he’d cock an eyebrow, the playful smirk he’d been wearing turning to a grin. “So, which is natural? Th’at ginger ya’v got, or tha blue from a few nights back?” He asked, genuinely curious. Humanoids came in all shapes, sizes and shades, and Laeo wanted to be intimately familiar with everything physical about this man.

“Either way, Ai am very, very pleased ta see ya again,” he’d begin, closing the distance between them again. “Ai was just so lonely in th’at ‘ospital room, darlin’!” He’d say, putting on a pouty town with a frown. A smirk immediately reappeared on his face, before he’d lean forward to whisper in Senin’s ear. “Yer gonna keep me company, right? Make sure Mae bed isn’t empty and cold tonight,” he said, kissing once on the corner of his jawline, “t’morrow,” he’d follow up with another an inch off his chin, “and tha day after~” he’d finish, finally giving the man a proper kiss.

It didn’t last long, with Laeonas’ pulling away a few seconds later. For most, a hospital waiting room at 4:30 in the afternoon was hardly the time or place to make out. Laeonas couldn’t give a damn about that— but there were better places to be like this. To debauch themselves, dance, or even just watch a holo together. “So, are we ‘eaded ta yer place? It sounds lovely, but… well, Ai’d laike ta show ya mine.” He’d say, taking the man by the hand and tugging him. If he’d follow, they’d head outside, and enter the cab that the man had arrived on.

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@LouJoVi

 

[Senin Ravelo]

The waiting room was nearly empty, the same way that it was when they arrived two days ago. Since he had no idea in which room Laeonas was, Senin decided to ask the receptionist. While he approached her, the young man noticed that she was the same female Zeltron from before. He also noticed how her cheeks became purple after she saw what he was wearing. This made him smirk, his clothes were drawing attention, how he wanted.

Before he could say anything, the Zeltron greeted him and started to search for the room of "Feannag Cormond". Senin was still amazed that he was able to convince Laeonas to reveal his true name. When he asked for it two days ago, the Acolyte never expected that the older man would say it. Perhaps Laeonas was also a fake name, but the G'weneen felt that the Brentalaan was being sincere.

"Thank you." he only had time to say it, before he heard the older man's familiar voice and felt two strong arms circle around his waist. A smile appeared on his face, together with the heat that started to grow in his body. He was starting to love how it would spread through him, he never had such a strong desire for someone before.

The way that he spoke, so close to Senin's neck, made the young man want to go with the older man straight to his penthouse. However he needed to control himself, the Acolyte wanted to do more things with Laeonas before they could have this type of fun. After all, it wasn't even five o'clock in the afternoon.

The older man's comment about his clothes made Senin smirk. "Gato, I decided to use this one for that very reason." when Laeonas let him go, the Acolyte approached the Brentaalan. "And to give you a small show." he whispered in the man's ear in a lewd tone. However, his sultry demeanor changed to a more serious one when Laeonas mentioned his hair. He was so entranced in reading articles about mythology these last days, that he completely forgot dying his hair. The red color in it made him look like his biological father and he hated it. "Red is the natural color, but I don’t like it." was the only thing that he said.

His smile returned when the older man said that he was happy to see him again. "Me too, Gato." when Laeonas pouted, Senin could not stop thinking how cute it was. Then, the Brentaalan started to whisper in his ear while giving his skin kisses. It was starting to be a torture, the G'weneen griped the dark haired man's coat, controling himself to not rip it off. He also noticed how the man called him "darling", the Acolyte liked that.

"Gato, I would love to make your bed warm." he whispered to the man, while his hands ran down Laeo's chest, stopping at his abs, close to his crotch. "And not only your bed, but every corner of where we decide to have fun." then he kissed the man's earlobe, briefly touching the older man's earring with his tongue.

After Laeonas took his hand, wanting to show Senin his place, the young man only smiled "Of course, Gato. Bora lá!" then he let himself be guided by the Brentalaan, enjoying the feel of their hands touching. They walked this way to the taxi, which would bring them to where Laeo was staying.

@Tom

 

[Laeonas Tannaras]

It didn't take long for Laeonas' flirting to find itself reciprocated. Even beforehand, the physical reactions he got were immediate. The lewd words that followed rang in his ears like music, sending waves of heat and desire up through his body. The two men were in sync-- in public, fully clothed, without any physical actions besides a few kisses and a bit of tugging. That was how he immediately noticed the change in Senin's demeanor when he mentioned hair. The warmth tempered, the breathiness steadied.

All he got from the man was a single line about how he didn't like his natural hair color. Such an ice cold reaction didn't match a simple distaste for how he looked, however. Laeonas of all people could tell when there were deeper reasons to disliking part of one's appearance. Judging by such a quick response, he figured that the man didn't want to touch on it any further. The two would simply transition back to their friendly, semi-flirtatious tone of conversation. Words were exchanged, kisses were had.

It was wonderful. These feelings that stirred within him. Passion and desire burned hotter than he'd ever felt before. Habit urged him towards indulging in his more base desires as soon as possible. He'd waited to long for this already-- longer than he had for anyone else. Most of his experience was immediate, in the moment-- there was never any extended waiting.

But there had never been any mutual confiding. There had never been drawn out dances. There were never any exotic pet names. Hell, he barely even told people his name before. All of the things he'd enjoyed the most in the man had come outside of a bedroom. The compliments towards his appearance, their dances together. Hell, the sheer anticipation alone was better than the instant gratification that came with his usual flings.

Climbing into the taxi, Laeonas had to ponder where they'd actually be going. He could go to the hotel he was staying at, sure... but there was another temptation. He’d come to Zeltros with a completely different purpose in mind. Right now, that purpose was in a dock, half across the cityscape of the capital. It was freshly prepared for him, waiting to be be inhabited again— and, like it’s own owners body, be shown off.

“Take us t’tha port and industrial district. Specifically, this repair depot.” He’d request, before handing the pilot— an overweight chiss— his comm, with the address of the place Kotii Solus’ pit droids had been busy on his ship. Nodding, their pilot would begin the long flight over. Turning to Senin, he’d give him a smile— a way to preempt the explanation that came next.

“Sooooo… in spite of all we’ve done t’gether, darlin’… Ai didn’t come ta this world fer pleasure alone.” He’d begin, forcing a serious tone to his voice. “Ai came ‘ere ta get some work done. Big deal, a bit of reno.” He’d go on, turning to Senin.

“We’re not goin’ back t’mae room…” he’d finally state. “…we’re goin’ t’mae ship.” He finished, the serious tone holding even as a smile found it’s purchase. “Mae newly retrofitted, internally renovated, freshly furnished ship.” Smile covering half his face. “And we’re gonna do whatever tha kriff we want, t’night, t’morrow… and as long as we want.” He would tease, running a hand through those red locks of his.

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@LouJoVi

 

[Senin Ravelo]

He followed Laeonas to the taxi, their fingers intertwined. While they walked, Senin thought about what happened these last days. When the Acolyte met the older man in the street, he never expected that this was going to happen. The young man thought that the other would refuse his invitation to the nightclub or would be annoyed by his flirting. But the Brentaalan reacted positively to all of that. Now he has a friend that is a hot guy and that is very interested in having fun with him. This was the best result possible!

After they entered the vehicle, Laeonas asked the driver to take them to the industrial district. The Acolyte raised an eyebrow, he had thought that they would be going to the Brentaalan’s hotel room. Before he could ask anything, the older man would explain that the reason why he was in Zeltros was to make renovations on his ship. The young man became surprised and the other said that he wanted to show him it. The G’weneen felt that it was something special, Laeo didn't seem the type that would like to bring any one to visit it.

The Acolyte smirked after hearing the older man say that they could do anything that they wanted once they reached the ship. Senin put his right hand at the older man's knee "Gato, now you are giving me so many ideas." he leaned, to whisper at Laeo's ear with a lewd tone " Do you know that I always wanted to make out in a pilot chair? Can we do that there? Seria tão bom." while he said that, his hand started to move through the Brentaalan's tigh, stopping when it was some centimeters away from his crotch. "Can you imagine how it could be? I would even give you a small show." he would kiss Laeonas' earshell.

After enough teasing, he would remove his hand from Laeo's leg and wink at him. Senin loved to do that with his partners, make them full of desire for him. Even if Laeonas was somewhat special, the older man wasn’t going to escape.

After some time, the taxi finally arrived at the repair depot. Senin left the vehicle and looked around, seeing several droids and mechanics working on different ships. He never visited this part of the city before, after all he doesn't have a ship. Perhaps he should buy one. "Gato, where is your ship? I want to see how it is." the Acolyte said, offering his hand to Laeonas. If the older man took it, he would intertwine their fingers and be guided to it.

@Tom

 

[Laeonas Tannaras]

Of all the reactions Senin could've had, few could've been better than the one he'd gotten. The surprise was something he'd anticipated, and he was ever so slightly eager. It would be an entertaining sight, watching the man's surprised expression. A tease against a friend-- nothing more. Yet what followed it was... something else. Bold, thinly veiled, nearly explicit flirting. His cheeks couldn't help but shine a bright shade of red at his words.

Images flashed through his mind when prompted to imagine. He breathed heavy, a long, audible exhale escaping his lips. He'd chew a bit on his lower lip, once again feeling the temptation to act. It wouldn't be the first time he'd gotten physical in the back of a cab. It appealed to his sensibilities, but he didn't. He compromised with himself by leaning in, and pressing his lips to the man's neck.

Than, he bit down.

It wasn't particularly hard-- nowhere close to breaking the skin. It held for a few seconds, before Laeonas pulled away, mouth hanging open as he breathed, hard. He didn't know why he'd done it, and he didn't intend to find out why. There were a lot of things he did when he felt like this that came automatically. No thoughts guided his actions; only the actions themselves. It was the essence of how he interacted with most of his lovers. Like Senin's desire to tease and entice and torture without exception, he would not be free from Laeonas' raw want.

Still, he remembered what he meant by "anything they wanted." It hadn't just been a euphemism; it was genuine. "Hun... believe me when Ai say th'at Ai really want th'at. Laike, ya don't even know." He said, reaching out to grasp the man's hand. "But... we've got so much more t'do, darlin'. Ai've got so much Ai wanna show ya-- show off t'ya-- and Ai wanna get all th'at outta th'way 'fore we both wind up... exhausted." He explained, squeezing the man's hand at the end. "'Sides... Ai've found th'at bein' denied ya over tha past couple days 'as given me a greater appreciation fer all tha fun we're gonna 'ave." He teased, squeezing the man's hand.

When they arrived at the docks, Laeonas led him out. There were multiple ships, some different from the last he'd been here, others still there, closer to being finished. Senin couldn't recognize the ship immediately-- obviously because he'd never seen it. Yet it seemed to take Laeonas an inordinate amount of time to recognize it as well. That was, until he did.

The redhead would be able to observe Laeonas' mouth open, jaw slack as he looked at a large, YV-865 class freighter. The hardy, practical freighter was covered in a chromium finish, reflecting some of the neon lights that bounced around them. Laeonas had ordered this feature for it's practical application as it provided a slight resistance to lasers and blaster based weaponry; he'd completely forgotten how gorgeous it looked. It was one of the last things that he'd requested from the person he'd commissioned the job from. At the time he'd been completely boozed out of his mind, so he was surprised that it actually turned out exactly as he dreamt it would.

"Uh... th'at one." He muttered, pulling the man along. Approaching the ship, Laeonas moved aorund the back. A new keypad had been placed in the back. He'd decided the passcode days ago-- his year of birth. Typing it in, the back would hiss open. Instead of being greeted with a massive freight storage area meant to accommodate tons of material... they were met by a freight storage area meant to accommodate fewer tons of material. He still needed space for storage, after all. That was why he'd installed the hidden compartments in the floor... though he wasn't going to tell anyone about that, including Senin.

"...if yer shocked by anythin', Ai just want ya t'imagine yerself 'avin lived in 'ere fer two karkin' years, and comin' back to it completely different." He answered, before looking around. "...so, want tha express tour?"

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@LouJoVi

 

[Senin Ravelo]

While Laeonas guided him to where his ship was, Senin thought about what the older man did in the taxi. The way that he put his lips in the G'weneen's neck and bit down. It was so good. He had felt his body burn and wanted to jump on other and tore his clothes. But he controlled himself, after all they were in a vehicle with an unknown driver. However, the Acolyte groaned due the sensation, probably making the driver uncomfortable.

When Laeonas mentioned that all this time made him want even more the fun that they were going to have, Senin couldn't agree more. He also wanted it, in a way that he never had before. The Brentaalan was making him crazy too.

They stopped in front of a chromium covered freighter. Senin didn't understand much about ships, but he knew when something was beautiful. He was surprised by it, when the older man said that they were going to visit his ship, the Acolyte never thought that it was going to be something this good. But since Laeonas was like him and liked to have beautiful things, it was understandable that his ship would be this way.

Senin turned to the older man, noticing that Laeonas seemed surprised by it, his mouth hanging open. The vision of it made the Acolyte so tempted to grab the man and kiss him. He remembered their kiss at the Emergency room and how Laeo’s taste was so delicious. But again, he controlled himself. The young man was always patient, he would wait for a better moment to do that. "Gato, your ship is beautiful. Like its owner!"

After they entered, Senin looked around. It seemed like any other freighter. He smirked after hearing Laeonas say if he wanted the tour through the ship "Of course, Gato. I want to know every corner of this ship." he said that in a lewd way and winked at the older man. It was his moment of teasing Laeo. "So, where are we going to start? Your bedroom or the pilot chair?"

@Tom

 

[Laeonas Tannaras]

Oh, the reaction to his ship from the man was once again a perfect one. Awe, inflation of his ego— all of it was perfect. He loved the compliments, the attention; it made him feel so… good. It was a feeling he’d long associated with gratification, but it was deeper than something physical. It was fulfillment, and that was what Senin was providing him with.

That, and a nice view of his rear.

At his not doing subtly hinted pass, Laeonas gave him a blush, before biting his own lip. “We’ve not gotten past tha most bland part’f mae ship,” he began, typing in the passcode and bringing them privacy. Long, long awaited privacy. “Yet, Yer so eager t’move past it. Aithought ya thought mae ship was beautiful, laike me!” He coo’ed, pouting a bit.

Turning around, he’d slowly approach the redhead, grinning wide. “Don’t ya wanna explore everythin’? It’d be a shame if ya got distracted~” he’d whisper, pressing into the other’s figure. “Explore this ship with me, than we can explore each other all we want~” he whispered, that breathy tone of his returning to his voice. If only for a moment.

“C’mon,” he’d say, returning to that familiar tone of his. “We’ve got so much ta see! Ai’ve got so many karkin’rooms in ‘ere now. Used t’just be tha cockpit, cabin and fresher, but now it’s so much more! Ai…” he’d prattle on. The details about each room didn’t matter, but he wasnt kidding about there being a lot of rooms.

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@LouJoVi

 

[Senin Ravelo]

Senin sighed playfully, when Laeonas continued to insist that they should know his ship first. In fact, Acolyte didn't mind if they took a little longer. He had come to like the feeling of anticipation, for him it would make the moment more special and intense. However, that didn’t mean that he couldn’t tease the other a bit. After all, he started to love how Laeo would blush or tease him too. He had also started to like his pouting, it was cute.

“Fine, Gato. Let’s go explore your ship.” when the older man was close to him, Senin put his arms around Laeo’s neck. Then he stood on tiptoe and approached the other's ear “But I have a condition. The visit must end in the cockpit. I want to start knowing you so much there.” he kissed his cheek, while his hands started to run through the other man’s back “Imagine the two of us alone there.” the he kissed the corner of his mouth “You in the chair, and I doing a show for you.” he kissed him on the neck and it soon became a bite, like the one that the Brentaalan gave him in the taxi. It was his payback for early. “Você é tão gostoso.” he muttered, but soon went back to kissing his neck.

Then abruptly, the G’weneen let go of the older man and turned to look at the room that they were in, giving Laeonas a good vision of his rear. He knew very well that the other was staring at it early “I was never really interested in having a ship. Maybe by the end of this tour, you'll be able to convince me to buy one.”

When Laeonas started to talk about the changes in his ship, the Acolyte smiled. The older man seemed to be so excited about it, he probably was proud of his ship. Senin would hold his hand and intertwine their fingers. “Bora lá, Gato. Now you made me curious to see these changes.” saying that, he would let himself be guided by the other.

@Tom