I don't care about that. [He looks at the other with a clear expression of "Are you always this stupid?" or something.] These kind of things. It's not about being good at it. Don't overthink it.
[Yoo Joonghyuk is pretty good at ignoring his indirect messages from constellations, but he does glance away for a moment. A certain archangel is spamming him and he can't help but click his tongue in minor annoyance. If only it were just her.] You ended up with a chatty bunch haven't you?
[He leans down for the other, but not without smirking a little.] I'll give you a chance to get better. [His smirk widens a bit.] I'll make sure you improve, Kim Dokja.
[If Uriel wasn't screaming before, she might be now. Not that he said it for the Constellations. He definitely said it to rile up his soulmate a bit.]
[It works. The very readable expression calling him stupid would have been enough to rile him up, and he already wants to find a way to make Yoo Joonghyk shut up. But that smirk, and the way he says he’ll make sure he improves? It shoots right through his sense of reason, and any hesitation that was left.
He grabs him and yanks him the rest of the way down, like he’d wanted to in the first place. The kiss is too hard because of it, too sudden, but he eases the pressure after a second. He doesn’t let go of Yoo Joonghyk’s coat, though.
If he closes his eyes, he can’t see the indirect messages. He also can’t see Yoo Joonghyk, and he immediately misses it. But at least he can focus on how the kiss feels.
[Yoo Joonghyuk places his hands firmly on Kim Dokja's waist. He idly thinks about how thin the other is still. Even with coins. The man truly was too slender. He should help with that sometime...
The taller man merely laughs into the kiss. Despite the tragedy of the last Scenario; his heart felt light for once. When was the last time he truly laughed? It felt somewhat like a faraway memory now.
He merely pulls the other closer until they're more flushed against each other and he can kiss the other back fervently. He never claimed to be particularly affectionate, but he feels like the other was someone who might need it more than Lee Seolhwa did. If the other had never gotten to enjoy the love of a lover then Yoo Joonghyuk would give it to him.]
[There’s a second of worry when Yoo Joonghyk laughs. He feels defensive, knowing he isn’t good at this, and wondering if he’s laughing at him. But Yoo Joonghyk seems to be laughing for the same reasons he was - a release of tension, pure relief. Maybe this moment was necessary.
It doesn’t matter anyway. He’s pulled close and all he can think about is wanting to keep kissing. He’ll never get used to how tall his soulmate is. How strong his back is, how much warmth spreads from him and into Kim Dokja.
Though, embarrassingly, he realizes this is going to turn him on if they keep going. He tries to push that down. He doesn’t want to come across as too needy.
He’s completely forgotten that people can see this, but maybe it doesn’t matter.]
[He idly wonders about the contradictions this man was made of. For someone who seems so confident and unruly; they seem so unsure and docile in his arms right now. How can such a man care so much about others while never seeming to have experienced the love and passion that comes with a relationship.
How can a man be so bright?
How had he gotten this far without the other in his life? It was as though his heart could properly beat now.
The other is awkward and clumsy in his kiss, but they were earnest and it was more than enough to enjoy it. It was certainly endearing and made him fond even if it was solidly mediocre at best.
He's gentler this time with the kiss. It's far less searing than their last one. Yoo Joonghyuk keeps his mouth slotted with Kim Dokja's and he observes the other through half-lidded eyes. He parts his lips slightly to run his tongue against those soft lips; encouraging the other to let him deepen their kiss. To let him devour the other again.
The other was slippery at worst, so he'll take as much as he can while they are together.]
[He doesn't like keeping his eyes closed, he decides. He wants to watch Yoo Joonghyk, even if that means he'll also see any indirect messages that appear. He'll ignore them. Yoo Joonghyk is good at demanding all of his attention.
He lets go of his coat so he can slide his arms up and around his neck. His lips part after a moment, letting Yoo Joonghyk deepen the kiss, wanting more, not sure how he went this long without it. He can't even be annoyed that the other man so quickly took charge, even though he demanded that Kim Dokja initiate it. Of course this control freak wants to lead. But he's enjoying it, and it makes him less self-conscious about his lack of experience.
Though he'll definitely get better. He might have no talent, but he'll still find a way to learn. Impressing this beautiful bastard is still his number one priority.]
[Yoo Joonghyuk was a starving man. Probably more so than he even realized. The way he looked at the other with such want for the other was obvious. He wanted to devour the other man as much as he wanted to treat him with careful care as though he was the most precious thing in his eyes.
He happily takes his time to explore the other's mouth and map its entirety with his tongue. He shifts his arms so instead of grasping Kim Dokja's waist with his hands; he snakes one arm around that lithe waist while burying fingers into soft strands of hair. How surprising. He thought it would be more coarse, but it was nice under his fingertips.
He kisses the other for just a little bit longer before finally pulling away; a string of saliva trailing when they separate.] You're so much more compliant like this. [Smug asshole.]
[Kim Dokja is honestly losing track of time, of where he is, of what's going on around them. It's rare for him. He's usually incredibly conscious of the situation he's in - it's the only way he can plan and account for every eventuality, the only way to win in these scenarios as a reader with no talent. He's more than a little disappointed when the moment ends, and Yoo Joonghyk breaks the kiss.
Until he says that, of course. He'd be annoyed - he is annoyed - but his brain is still on the feeling of Yoo Joonghyk's tongue in his mouth, and he can't find the right words for a comeback.]
--You know that won't work every time.
[He's flustered. He's very flustered. He wants to shut this smug bastard up, but right now he can't think of anything.]
Won't it? [He tilts his head curiously.] For now, it seems to be a rather effective way to- [He tightens his grip on some of those soft locks. It's just tight enough to leave a sting.] -keep you pliant. Perhaps I'll trust your words if you can resist me better, Kim Dokja. [His voice comes out low; almost like a growl. There's just enough of a feral undertone hidden underneath that cold façade.
He really has no intention of rushing anything though even if his body wants. It's really a mixed feeling. He's not someone who likes his companions getting lost in lust and desire, but now he has to reconsider his stance. He definitely was falling in such a situation. He supposed, it was easier to believe such things when he didn't have the pull of a soulmate to cloud his thoughts.]
Just because I want you to initiate doesn't mean I don't want to participate. Are you saying that you want to take the reigns? [He doesn't comment about being a control freak. The smaller man wasn't wrong anyways. He didn't really know how to let others take over nor did he know how to trust someone enough to be vulnerable.
Still, if it's Kim Dokja, he thinks he can learn. He had already shown vulnerability to the other. Much faster than he would ever.
Could he learn to let go a little and let someone else take control?]
[Kim Dokja lets out a hiss of pain as Yoo Joonghyk's grip tightens. His eyes are looking straight up at the other, expression reminiscent of a deer in headlights. He's starting to get hard, he realizes with some horror.
What were the tricks for preventing an unwanted erection again? He can't remember.]
I don't think you can resist me either, so doesn't that leave you in the same position?
[He can't help it. He always wants to push back. Even now, trapped in this man's grip, he wants to challenge him. He grins like he did the first time they met, when he was being held off the edge of a bridge. It shouldn't feel similar but it does, tension building in his stomach, knowing he should be terrified, but somehow enjoying himself as he's facing down this man.]
I'm just saying you better hold onto that control while you can.
I'm in much more control with myself than you are.
[It comes out as a hiss. Where does this confidence come from? The man's experience is literally the three kisses that they've had but they still have the audacity to be a cocky bastard about it.
It sets something in him on fire. He wouldn't want it any other way and it makes him feel alive. Excited. He's trying not to push too quickly or too hard, but the other was making it painfully hard. His fingers are itching for more.]
Kim Dokja. [He outright growls this time.] You better hold your tongue. You don't want to tempt this.
[He can't help it. He really can't resist. This man brings out something in him that makes him want to push him to the very edge. Yoo Joonghyk is the most frustrating and annoying protagonist he can imagine, and he can't imagine ever rolling over for a bastard like that. At the same time he wants him so much that it's painful.
He wants to say: It seems like all it would take for you to lose control is for me to keep talking. He doesn't, because he knows that if he does, Yoo Joonghyk will walk away just to prove a point. He doesn't want that. He doesn't want this moment to end.
[This man is infuriating and frustrating and he wants them so damn much right now. It's nothing like Lee Seolhwa where their romance was much more gentle and soft. Lee Seolhwa was firm but gentle with her guidance while he struggled with the war in his heart.
Kim Dokja only seemed to know how to fan the flames and throw fuel into the fire. It leaves him wanting more and more. He wants all of him.
He pulls the other closer and grinds his hips down. The movement is so little. Enough to bring friction, but little enough that most wouldn't notice it. Well, the Constellations watching are probably acutely aware, but he's ignoring them. There's no privacy in their world, so he pretends they aren't there.]
I don't think you're in a position to be telling me to give up, Dokja-yah. [It was a bad idea to tell the other to give up for a tie. Yoo Joonghyuk was too competitive for that.]
[Kim Dokja can't help but moan as Yoo Joonghyk grinds against him. For a second he gets the same deer-in-headlights expression as he had earlier, as he realizes just how smug this bastard is gonna be. So he'd noticed that he was getting an erection. It was probably obvious when they were pressed against each other, but he'd been hoping.
He holds on a little bit tighter. It's strange to hear Yoo Joonghyk say his name like that, too, instead of just yelling it without honorifics. In the middle of this that's getting to him, too.]
Privacy doesn't exist as long as the Star Stream exists.
[He replies easily enough because it's not wrong. He also knows that the other isn't referring to that but that there are people waiting for them and watching them from afar.
The smaller man should have know better than to rile him up though. They seem to know exactly what buttons to push and how to work him up. It's dangerous and who is he to deny a bit of punishment if it means maybe teaching them to mind their tongue better.
He eyes the other like a predator accessing his prey.] What do you want? [He's asking for permission.]
[He doesn't comment on the Star Stream. He doesn't want to anger anyone following his channel, especially considering the move he pulled with them all earlier, to get them to subscribe. But he really wants to curse them all out for watching.
He doesn't want to think about any of that, but now that Yoo Joonghyuk has mentioned it, he can't help it.
He glances over his shoulder to where the others are. Looks back up at Yoo Joonghyk. He wets his lips a little. Maybe he can ignore the constellations, but he's still not answering that right here. He's not sure he knows how to answer.]
Can we go somewhere else first?
[He wants too much. He just wants to keep holding on.]
[He merely turns towards the group. They all probably want to rest a little with adrenaline subsiding and exhaustion must be settling in his bones.]
I'm borrowing him. [It's said with no room to argue as he lifts the man up bridal style. They'll just have to accept that the two of them will go missing for a little bit and make do with their time. Besides, isn't this a chance for everyone to rest for a bit? What does it matter if the two of them are gone for a little bit?
He ignores whatever knowing looks some of the party members give him as he activated Red Pheonix Shunpo to dash away. Despite him probably being one of the most exhausted of them, he still has the energy to manage this. He moves them away from people, which is probably the most private they're gonna get in a ruined city.
Yoo Joonghyuk puts him down, but he keeps him pressed close.] This is your last warning. [Because his hands want more. It wants to bury away the feeling of loss and the demons in his mind reminding him how weak he was to not only be protected but for them to die protecting him. He wants to drown out the pain of watching the man die right in front of him. He wants the solid presence of feeling the warm body under his touch to ground him.
[He tries to object as Yoo Joonghyk lifts him up like that, immediately and incredibly embarrassed. Everyone saw that. He's going to get teased about that for weeks.
He holds on tight as Yoo Joonghyk speeds away, though he knows the man would never drop him. That's the one good thing he can think about him right now. No matter how good looking he is, he's still a selfish, arrogant, sadistic bastard who is probably enjoying Kim Dokja's embarrassment immensely.
But any anger is drowned out by his desires for this man. He doesn't let go as he's finally set down, just tries to shove him backwards a bit to make a point, in lieu of actually punching him.]
I would have gone with you even if you didn't carry me.
[But the rest of the situation is... is --
He knows what Yoo Joonghyuk is talking about. He might be inexperienced, but he is a reader. He knows how these things go. It would be impossible not to want it, but faced with the very real possibility of this happening, nervousness starts welling up from underneath everything else that he's been feeling. He wets his lips, and laughs a little, awkwardly.]
It was quicker this way. Why are you complaining? [He raises an eyebrow as he answers so matter-of-factly. He isn't sure why the other is always so defiant when speaking to him. Even over things that he does which meant no offense. It was like the other only ever knew how to be difficult with him.
He doesn't understand why exactly.] Does it matter now? I took us somewhere else like you requested. You wanted somewhere more private did you not?
[It's not like he's expecting a thank you. That's not the point. He just was curious why the other doesn't seem pleased that he complied with what they wanted.
Yoo Joonghyuk doesn't respond to the question right away. He's looking at the other rather intently as he seems to ponder over the question. He sighs after a moment.] We won't go all the way. [He doesn't think that they would have the energy anyways and they really do lack the means for preparations. It's not like he's fully knowledgeable, but he knows enough.]
It's obviously embarrassing to be carried like that...
[Does he really not know? He really doesn't seem to know. Kim Dokja is tempted to activate Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint just to double check, but this man really seems to be clueless. He'll let it go, then, because it's too late anyway. The deed is done. He'll have to endure the endless teasing.
At least Han Sooyoong doesn't know about any of this.
He tries to compose himself again. He's doing a really bad job of it. He would have thought the embarrassment would have helped with his erection, but it seems to have had the opposite effect.]
I don't know why you were warning me like it's some sort of bad thing.
[It's asked so honestly. He thought the other would get mad if he carried him like a sack of potatoes, but he guesses he has a lot to learn about the particulars of this man. He isn't sure how exactly he should carry the other, but he'd also like for it not to be a normal enough occurrence for a multitude of reasons.]
We've barely met each other. [It hasn't been that long since the First Scenario even if it probably felt quite long. Still, they were strangers only moments ago in his eyes.] We've kissed only three times. [Kim Dokja was completely new to all of this. Would it not be responsible to warn the other and to try and have some restraint?] Tch...most people would prefer to be courted a little longer... [Yoo Joonghyuk seemed...a little embarrassed...
Despite his cold and heartless disposition; Yoo Joonghyuk was a romantic at heart.]
[He hesitates a little. Yoo Joonghyuk really hadn't done it to embarrass him, then, and his earnestness now was... It was so in contrast from the violent bastard he still kept expecting the protagonist to be. It was sweet.]
If you really have to carry me, that way is fine.
[He still would prefer to avoid it. Yoo Joonghyuk wasn't the one who'd be the target of everyone's teasing, while Kim Dokja seemed to attract those kinds of comments. Was it really important, though, compared to the fact that this man wanted him? It was difficult to shake a lifetime of protecting himself, but this was his soulmate.]
We don't have to do it now.
[The words are a bit painful to say. He's so worked up, all he wants is to throw himself at this man. Was Yoo Joonghyuk always this hesitant? Kim Dokja thought back to Ways of Survival. Yoo Joonghuk almost never took a lover, throughout all his regressions, and there were always people interested in him... Lee Seolhwa was one of the rare exceptions. And yes, it had taken her some time to get through to the guarded protagonist.
He shoves down his disappointment, his insecure thoughts.]
[Yoo Joonghyuk takes a deep breath. He's...obviously frustrated in a lot of ways right now. He really wants this, but he's also the more experienced party. He wanted to do things right. Or as right as one can do during an apocalypse.]
I don't want to wait. [He grits out.] I'm trying to be mindful. [Yoo Joonghyuk has always been a man who just went for whatever he wanted, but that wasn't how relationships worked. Communicating through words isn't exactly his forte and the other was being rather difficult by not outright saying things. It was really trying his patience.]
I want to do something. [He just thinks it would be better not to do go too far right now. Not when they were still so tired and not when the other was so very new to a relationship.] I want to make sure you're alright with this.
[He still doesn't really understand the hesitation, then. Kim Dokja obviously wants this, and it's not something that really needs a warning, which is the word Yoo Joonghyk had used. But maybe he's thinking that because of his inexperience.
At any rate, he knows what Yoo Joonghyk wants to hear.]
Yes. [One word. Unmistakable.] I'm alright with this.
[It still goes against his very nature to be so straightforward with his answers, but it's the only thing that will get them anywhere here.]
[It was more than enough. All he needed to hear is that one word and there was no reason for him to talk anymore. He had always been someone who talked with his actions, so it was just easier to express his want and need for the other through that.
Yoo Joonghyuk immediately leans down to capture the other in a searing kiss. He easily shrugs his coat off and letting it pool around his feet; not caring for it in the least as his attention is completely stuck on the other. The man was more obviously well built without the coat obscuring his figure somewhat. It was a body that wasn't built purely off coins, but of his own training.
His fingers easily move to push the smaller man's coat off those slim shoulders. Kim Dokja was plain in appearance to some extent, but they were still somehow the most breathtaking person in his eyes.
He already wanted to touch the other so bad. To feel their skin under his fingers. It was maddening.]
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[Yoo Joonghyuk is pretty good at ignoring his indirect messages from constellations, but he does glance away for a moment. A certain archangel is spamming him and he can't help but click his tongue in minor annoyance. If only it were just her.] You ended up with a chatty bunch haven't you?
[He leans down for the other, but not without smirking a little.] I'll give you a chance to get better. [His smirk widens a bit.] I'll make sure you improve, Kim Dokja.
[If Uriel wasn't screaming before, she might be now. Not that he said it for the Constellations. He definitely said it to rile up his soulmate a bit.]
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He grabs him and yanks him the rest of the way down, like he’d wanted to in the first place. The kiss is too hard because of it, too sudden, but he eases the pressure after a second. He doesn’t let go of Yoo Joonghyk’s coat, though.
If he closes his eyes, he can’t see the indirect messages. He also can’t see Yoo Joonghyk, and he immediately misses it. But at least he can focus on how the kiss feels.
He hesitates, then tries to move his lips.]
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The taller man merely laughs into the kiss. Despite the tragedy of the last Scenario; his heart felt light for once. When was the last time he truly laughed? It felt somewhat like a faraway memory now.
He merely pulls the other closer until they're more flushed against each other and he can kiss the other back fervently. He never claimed to be particularly affectionate, but he feels like the other was someone who might need it more than Lee Seolhwa did. If the other had never gotten to enjoy the love of a lover then Yoo Joonghyuk would give it to him.]
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It doesn’t matter anyway. He’s pulled close and all he can think about is wanting to keep kissing. He’ll never get used to how tall his soulmate is. How strong his back is, how much warmth spreads from him and into Kim Dokja.
Though, embarrassingly, he realizes this is going to turn him on if they keep going. He tries to push that down. He doesn’t want to come across as too needy.
He’s completely forgotten that people can see this, but maybe it doesn’t matter.]
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How can a man be so bright?
How had he gotten this far without the other in his life? It was as though his heart could properly beat now.
The other is awkward and clumsy in his kiss, but they were earnest and it was more than enough to enjoy it. It was certainly endearing and made him fond even if it was solidly mediocre at best.
He's gentler this time with the kiss. It's far less searing than their last one. Yoo Joonghyuk keeps his mouth slotted with Kim Dokja's and he observes the other through half-lidded eyes. He parts his lips slightly to run his tongue against those soft lips; encouraging the other to let him deepen their kiss. To let him devour the other again.
The other was slippery at worst, so he'll take as much as he can while they are together.]
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He lets go of his coat so he can slide his arms up and around his neck. His lips part after a moment, letting Yoo Joonghyk deepen the kiss, wanting more, not sure how he went this long without it. He can't even be annoyed that the other man so quickly took charge, even though he demanded that Kim Dokja initiate it. Of course this control freak wants to lead. But he's enjoying it, and it makes him less self-conscious about his lack of experience.
Though he'll definitely get better. He might have no talent, but he'll still find a way to learn. Impressing this beautiful bastard is still his number one priority.]
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He happily takes his time to explore the other's mouth and map its entirety with his tongue. He shifts his arms so instead of grasping Kim Dokja's waist with his hands; he snakes one arm around that lithe waist while burying fingers into soft strands of hair. How surprising. He thought it would be more coarse, but it was nice under his fingertips.
He kisses the other for just a little bit longer before finally pulling away; a string of saliva trailing when they separate.] You're so much more compliant like this. [Smug asshole.]
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Until he says that, of course. He'd be annoyed - he is annoyed - but his brain is still on the feeling of Yoo Joonghyk's tongue in his mouth, and he can't find the right words for a comeback.]
--You know that won't work every time.
[He's flustered. He's very flustered. He wants to shut this smug bastard up, but right now he can't think of anything.]
Control freak. Even when you ask me to initiate.
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He really has no intention of rushing anything though even if his body wants. It's really a mixed feeling. He's not someone who likes his companions getting lost in lust and desire, but now he has to reconsider his stance. He definitely was falling in such a situation. He supposed, it was easier to believe such things when he didn't have the pull of a soulmate to cloud his thoughts.]
Just because I want you to initiate doesn't mean I don't want to participate. Are you saying that you want to take the reigns? [He doesn't comment about being a control freak. The smaller man wasn't wrong anyways. He didn't really know how to let others take over nor did he know how to trust someone enough to be vulnerable.
Still, if it's Kim Dokja, he thinks he can learn. He had already shown vulnerability to the other. Much faster than he would ever.
Could he learn to let go a little and let someone else take control?]
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What were the tricks for preventing an unwanted erection again? He can't remember.]
I don't think you can resist me either, so doesn't that leave you in the same position?
[He can't help it. He always wants to push back. Even now, trapped in this man's grip, he wants to challenge him. He grins like he did the first time they met, when he was being held off the edge of a bridge. It shouldn't feel similar but it does, tension building in his stomach, knowing he should be terrified, but somehow enjoying himself as he's facing down this man.]
I'm just saying you better hold onto that control while you can.
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[It comes out as a hiss. Where does this confidence come from? The man's experience is literally the three kisses that they've had but they still have the audacity to be a cocky bastard about it.
It sets something in him on fire. He wouldn't want it any other way and it makes him feel alive. Excited. He's trying not to push too quickly or too hard, but the other was making it painfully hard. His fingers are itching for more.]
Kim Dokja. [He outright growls this time.] You better hold your tongue. You don't want to tempt this.
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[He can't help it. He really can't resist. This man brings out something in him that makes him want to push him to the very edge. Yoo Joonghyk is the most frustrating and annoying protagonist he can imagine, and he can't imagine ever rolling over for a bastard like that. At the same time he wants him so much that it's painful.
He wants to say: It seems like all it would take for you to lose control is for me to keep talking. He doesn't, because he knows that if he does, Yoo Joonghyk will walk away just to prove a point. He doesn't want that. He doesn't want this moment to end.
Who knows when they'll next have a chance?]
Give up now and we'll call it a tie.
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Kim Dokja only seemed to know how to fan the flames and throw fuel into the fire. It leaves him wanting more and more. He wants all of him.
He pulls the other closer and grinds his hips down. The movement is so little. Enough to bring friction, but little enough that most wouldn't notice it. Well, the Constellations watching are probably acutely aware, but he's ignoring them. There's no privacy in their world, so he pretends they aren't there.]
I don't think you're in a position to be telling me to give up, Dokja-yah. [It was a bad idea to tell the other to give up for a tie. Yoo Joonghyuk was too competitive for that.]
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He holds on a little bit tighter. It's strange to hear Yoo Joonghyk say his name like that, too, instead of just yelling it without honorifics. In the middle of this that's getting to him, too.]
We're not -- You know we're not in private.
And he suddenly really wishes they were.]
Everyone is close enough to see what you do.
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[He replies easily enough because it's not wrong. He also knows that the other isn't referring to that but that there are people waiting for them and watching them from afar.
The smaller man should have know better than to rile him up though. They seem to know exactly what buttons to push and how to work him up. It's dangerous and who is he to deny a bit of punishment if it means maybe teaching them to mind their tongue better.
He eyes the other like a predator accessing his prey.] What do you want? [He's asking for permission.]
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He doesn't want to think about any of that, but now that Yoo Joonghyuk has mentioned it, he can't help it.
He glances over his shoulder to where the others are. Looks back up at Yoo Joonghyk. He wets his lips a little. Maybe he can ignore the constellations, but he's still not answering that right here. He's not sure he knows how to answer.]
Can we go somewhere else first?
[He wants too much. He just wants to keep holding on.]
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I'm borrowing him. [It's said with no room to argue as he lifts the man up bridal style. They'll just have to accept that the two of them will go missing for a little bit and make do with their time. Besides, isn't this a chance for everyone to rest for a bit? What does it matter if the two of them are gone for a little bit?
He ignores whatever knowing looks some of the party members give him as he activated Red Pheonix Shunpo to dash away. Despite him probably being one of the most exhausted of them, he still has the energy to manage this. He moves them away from people, which is probably the most private they're gonna get in a ruined city.
Yoo Joonghyuk puts him down, but he keeps him pressed close.] This is your last warning. [Because his hands want more. It wants to bury away the feeling of loss and the demons in his mind reminding him how weak he was to not only be protected but for them to die protecting him. He wants to drown out the pain of watching the man die right in front of him. He wants the solid presence of feeling the warm body under his touch to ground him.
But he doesn't want to push the other too much.]
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[He tries to object as Yoo Joonghyk lifts him up like that, immediately and incredibly embarrassed. Everyone saw that. He's going to get teased about that for weeks.
He holds on tight as Yoo Joonghyk speeds away, though he knows the man would never drop him. That's the one good thing he can think about him right now. No matter how good looking he is, he's still a selfish, arrogant, sadistic bastard who is probably enjoying Kim Dokja's embarrassment immensely.
But any anger is drowned out by his desires for this man. He doesn't let go as he's finally set down, just tries to shove him backwards a bit to make a point, in lieu of actually punching him.]
I would have gone with you even if you didn't carry me.
[But the rest of the situation is... is --
He knows what Yoo Joonghyuk is talking about. He might be inexperienced, but he is a reader. He knows how these things go. It would be impossible not to want it, but faced with the very real possibility of this happening, nervousness starts welling up from underneath everything else that he's been feeling. He wets his lips, and laughs a little, awkwardly.]
How exactly do you want to do it?
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He doesn't understand why exactly.] Does it matter now? I took us somewhere else like you requested. You wanted somewhere more private did you not?
[It's not like he's expecting a thank you. That's not the point. He just was curious why the other doesn't seem pleased that he complied with what they wanted.
Yoo Joonghyuk doesn't respond to the question right away. He's looking at the other rather intently as he seems to ponder over the question. He sighs after a moment.] We won't go all the way. [He doesn't think that they would have the energy anyways and they really do lack the means for preparations. It's not like he's fully knowledgeable, but he knows enough.]
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[Does he really not know? He really doesn't seem to know. Kim Dokja is tempted to activate Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint just to double check, but this man really seems to be clueless. He'll let it go, then, because it's too late anyway. The deed is done. He'll have to endure the endless teasing.
At least Han Sooyoong doesn't know about any of this.
He tries to compose himself again. He's doing a really bad job of it. He would have thought the embarrassment would have helped with his erection, but it seems to have had the opposite effect.]
I don't know why you were warning me like it's some sort of bad thing.
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[It's asked so honestly. He thought the other would get mad if he carried him like a sack of potatoes, but he guesses he has a lot to learn about the particulars of this man. He isn't sure how exactly he should carry the other, but he'd also like for it not to be a normal enough occurrence for a multitude of reasons.]
We've barely met each other. [It hasn't been that long since the First Scenario even if it probably felt quite long. Still, they were strangers only moments ago in his eyes.] We've kissed only three times. [Kim Dokja was completely new to all of this. Would it not be responsible to warn the other and to try and have some restraint?] Tch...most people would prefer to be courted a little longer... [Yoo Joonghyuk seemed...a little embarrassed...
Despite his cold and heartless disposition; Yoo Joonghyuk was a romantic at heart.]
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If you really have to carry me, that way is fine.
[He still would prefer to avoid it. Yoo Joonghyuk wasn't the one who'd be the target of everyone's teasing, while Kim Dokja seemed to attract those kinds of comments. Was it really important, though, compared to the fact that this man wanted him? It was difficult to shake a lifetime of protecting himself, but this was his soulmate.]
We don't have to do it now.
[The words are a bit painful to say. He's so worked up, all he wants is to throw himself at this man. Was Yoo Joonghyuk always this hesitant? Kim Dokja thought back to Ways of Survival. Yoo Joonghuk almost never took a lover, throughout all his regressions, and there were always people interested in him... Lee Seolhwa was one of the rare exceptions. And yes, it had taken her some time to get through to the guarded protagonist.
He shoves down his disappointment, his insecure thoughts.]
If you want to wait, we'll wait.
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I don't want to wait. [He grits out.] I'm trying to be mindful. [Yoo Joonghyuk has always been a man who just went for whatever he wanted, but that wasn't how relationships worked. Communicating through words isn't exactly his forte and the other was being rather difficult by not outright saying things. It was really trying his patience.]
I want to do something. [He just thinks it would be better not to do go too far right now. Not when they were still so tired and not when the other was so very new to a relationship.] I want to make sure you're alright with this.
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[He still doesn't really understand the hesitation, then. Kim Dokja obviously wants this, and it's not something that really needs a warning, which is the word Yoo Joonghyk had used. But maybe he's thinking that because of his inexperience.
At any rate, he knows what Yoo Joonghyk wants to hear.]
Yes. [One word. Unmistakable.] I'm alright with this.
[It still goes against his very nature to be so straightforward with his answers, but it's the only thing that will get them anywhere here.]
More than that, I'm trying to make it happen.
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Yoo Joonghyuk immediately leans down to capture the other in a searing kiss. He easily shrugs his coat off and letting it pool around his feet; not caring for it in the least as his attention is completely stuck on the other. The man was more obviously well built without the coat obscuring his figure somewhat. It was a body that wasn't built purely off coins, but of his own training.
His fingers easily move to push the smaller man's coat off those slim shoulders. Kim Dokja was plain in appearance to some extent, but they were still somehow the most breathtaking person in his eyes.
He already wanted to touch the other so bad. To feel their skin under his fingers. It was maddening.]
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