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Why? What exactly are you planning?

With Hydaelyn's blessing, they should be able to contain the Light from the Wardens, for a time. Once they have collected it all... I shall throw it into the void.

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But it will not be easy for them, or a kind thing to ask. I would spare them, at least, the knowledge that a friend put them through it.

[Oh.

He gets it.

He doesn't like it though.

His expression gets complicated but he finally cups the Exarch's cheeks, foreheads together, before he tilts his head and kisses... well himself.]

[there is a brief pause while the exarch tries to figure out how this happened.

then he just kind of. makes a pathetic little noise and kisses back, needy.]

[Eh don't think about it. G'raha isn't. Not much. One, he can tell how lonely this older man is. Two, he kind of wants to know what it's like kissing himself. Three, is there a better way to be a good distraction?

Well that's about what led up to him sliding his tongue into his older self's mouth.]

[he doesn't like being seen through like this. or rather... he feels like he shouldn't? like he wouldn't, if it weren't G'raha doing it. but he does like it, like this. like he's not so alone.

He's letting G'raha in easily, curling his fingers tightly into the younger man's clothes and sliding their tongues together shamelessly.]

[He wraps his arms around the Exarch's waist, pulling him close, definitely fascinated by how compatible and thrilling kissing this guy is. Well, it's too be expected right? Or is it? Anyway he's getting swept up in the way kissing the Exarch feels. Thrilling, oddly familiar even though it isn't, exciting, it even feels weirdly taboo which isn't a bad thing either.]

[It's easiest, not to let himself think. To just enjoy it. A large part of him wants to be guilty about this, but he cannot quite reach the point of being repelled. G'raha clearly wants him, and understands him, and right now he doesn't want to ruin that for himself. Not yet, anyway.

So he's pressing close eagerly, warm and solid, the two of them pleasantly matched.]

[He finally breaks the kiss, flushed, ears forward, a cheeky grin on his face.]

Guess it turns out we're both the pervert.

[He dips his head to lick the crystal that makes up the Exarch's neck.]

[he laughs, gently but with mild hysteria.]

I wonder, is this cradlerobbing?

[as if that's the problem. he's tipping his head for G'raha, though, a hand coming up to pet his ears encouragingly.]

Idiot. Aren't I the one seducing you?

[His ears flick under the Exarch's touch. Then he bites the crystal lightly. Just to see how that goes.]

Taking advantage of an old man? Ah, but didn't I drag you to your room and pin you to the door?

[that's probably a weird texture against his teeth, but the exarch seems into it, his breath hitching. scritching the base of his ears in retaliation!]

[G'raha basically purrs. Then swiftly spins them, pressing the Exarch against the door instead.]

There. Better?

[another laugh, brighter this time.]

Much more convincing. I am feeling quite seduced.

[cupping G'raha's cheeks to draw him into another kiss, warm and charmed.]

[There's a certain convenience to being the same height. Kissing is so easy for one. And G'raha happily lets himself be drawn into another kiss, not at all holding back.]

[This is so nice and so easy and pleasant that the Exarch really doesn't even hesitate to hitch a leg around G'raha, thigh hooked boldly over his hip, as if to hold him closer in every way he can.]

[That seems like an invitation to drop his hand to the Exarch's thigh. So he takes the invitation! Pushing up the robe with his hand as he slides his palm up the older man's leg.]

[So nice that he is bare-legged save for those tiny shorts. He kneads at G'raha's shoulderblades, humming a pleased sound against his mouth. Very much distracted and happy with his distraction.]

[There's so much robe it's in the way! So are those tiny shorts.

But they're not much defense against roaming hands. G'raha doesn't break the kiss but that doesn't keep him from getting a nice handful of Exarch ass. He does have to pause a moment as it hits him that he's groping his own ass, thinking it's really hot... is he a narcissist...?

But kissing is more important than wondering about that.]

[It's a Good Ass, Brent.

The good news is also that his tail seems not to have disappeared, and is brushing teasingly against the knuckles of groping fingers.

Speaking of groping fingers, the Exarch seems to have decided this is a tad too one-sided even for a ~seduction~ and is working his own hands into G'raha's clothes.]

[G'raha has no objections. Anyway, finding that tail is a relief. He's pretty attached to his tail you know.

So he presses up past that ass to find the base of that tail to tease instead. After all, who other than himself would know the best sensitive places to attack?]

[Wait that's bullying?? This is mean???

The Exarch whines, squirming against him and nipping his lip in retaliation, how dare you target his tail!]

[G'raha grins, nails scritching at the juncture between tail and spine.]

Old man~ you're so sensitive~

[he's practically growling, performatively put out, though his hips are jerking helplessly.]

You would be too after a century-! Hells--

Ha, I guess you'd know.

[He nips at the Exarch's neck again, carefully, tugging at the robes with the hand not tormenting his tail.]

Don't worry, I won't let you get any~ rest until you're satisfied.

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