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[fehus]

is it ok w/ odin

[quickfingers]

[Sidelong glance:] Can I tell him some of the less embarrassing shit we did.

[shadowglitter]

[ ... sweating ]

Maybe none of the crazy sex stuff? Tell him I don't mind talking about the rest, though. [ a pause. a reiteration: ]

None of the not-crazy sex stuff, either. Baby birds are still baby birds, even if they do have hickeys. And enough emotional security within themselves to get those hickeys in the first place, apparently?

[ A PAUSE, A REITERATION: ] I don't trust boys.

[quickfingers]

I figured I could tell him about how stupid I was with the first kiss. I mean, our first first kiss was at Christmas, but like our first kiss was - you know? Do you think... that'll be helpful. I wasn't. It was. Hm.

[Frowning.]

It's fine. We'll wing it.

[shadowglitter]

I love our first kiss.

[ said with as much softness as he can when he's still worried about magnus. he bumps peter's knee with his own. ]

Leave out the part where I screamed "plot twist" like an idiot? All that romantic spontaneity you had in you was good, though. Great, even. Made me sorta breathless.

[quickfingers]

It was... kind of a plot twist though.

[Knee bump. Knee bump. Kneeeee buuuuuump.]

I thought I was gonna die afterward. I hyperventilated in that basement until I could drag myself back out to Debra's siren call of screeching.

[shadowglitter]

I mean, yeah, but-- wait, really? [ stupid. stupid, stupid grin. how did he not know that? ]

I kind of had this image in my head that you just sort of... stood there. Reflecting on what had happened, maybe touching your fingers to your lips and thinking about the life we'd have together from there on out. Like-- like in my head, you were just this badass, confident dude who knew it would all turn out okay, so you just walked off the excess energy and went back to work like nothing had even happened. Even Debra's chitin-coated banshee-throat didn't affect you as it howled out a scream of dire anguish because of you being like two minutes late to your mark.

[ knee bump. kneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee bump. ] I nearly died. Announcing that challenge. I thought I might have died for real.

[quickfingers]

Heh. I - I wish? I mean, no. Shit. That was totally how it went down.

[KNEE. BUMP.]

I stood there realizing my life was forever changed from but a simple touch of lips, having seen you fly away like a starling bird, startled from the nest and made to fly. But then I kinda choked on my spit and doubled over, feeling like I was gonna die because I thought there was still a chance I fucked up beyond repair. Cut to like, three days later when I sucked your dick. We've been good ever since.

[Knee pressed to knee.]

I hope Magnus finds his dick-sucking love, but like. Maybe not as quick to the succ as us.

[shadowglitter]

[ Odin's in that stupid state he always gets into when he and Peter talk about their relationship. That warm, swooping excitement in his gut that leaves him nervous and speechless the same way he was the very first time he admitted to himself that maybe, just maybe, what he feels for Peter might just extend beyond a dumb, innocent crush. The urge to smack his knee hard into Peter's until both of them are clutching their legs in pain is very real and very urgent, but he finds more joy in just - resting up against him. Leaning over, taking a kiss, swift and loving and easy. He pulls back and opens his mouth, a smiling on his face belying the fact that he's clearly about to talk massive amounts of shit about how stupid Peter is--

--and then that smile falters. still there. still going strong. but. faltered. ]

Magnus isn't... haha. What?

[ what? ]

Magnus isn't ever going to suck a dick. Nobody's going to suck Magnus's dick. That's not--

[ smile's still there. not in his eyes, but still there. ]

What? Did you mean to say, like -- what did you mean to say?

[quickfingers]

[He feels the storm brewing, static in the skies and tension in his shoulders all of a sudden. He stares into his lover's gray eyes - the skies to those storms, watching the sun fade in their murky depths. He swallows hard, realizing he is the cause of this. He put the idea of sin into his head and caused the light to flicker. Dared it to extinguish.]

I mean. Hand holding. He's gonna hand hold.

[quickfingers]

ye it's cool

[fehus]

ok

i'm asking then

[quickfingers]

ok



what are you asking in particular



(am i combo breaking?)

[fehus]

um

i guess a general

how

[quickfingers]

how


what. how it happened? how we did it. how it felt???

[quickfingers]

and By D iD it i M eAN

daTe

SEcRETLy

[shadowglitter]

You already fucked up?

[fehus]

he's fast

[shadowglitter]

Not in sex.

Everyone always assumes he's fast in sex.
Not in sex.
He's good in sex.
OK?
Know this.

[quickfingers]

I DID DN T

[shadowglitter]

Fucked

up

so

bad.

[fehus]

it doesn't sound like you meant date secretly?/ we don't have to talk about physical stuff

i know i sent you a picture of a flourishing hickey colony but that's bc the only thing harder than doing intimate stuff is talking about intimate stuff instead of just getting beheaded or something

[quickfingers]

I REALLY DID MEAN DATE
IM NOT
IM NOT A HORN DOG
AAAAAAAAALL THE TIME

[quickfingers]

I JUST PANICKED BUT LISTEN
listen.


what do you want to know
i;ll SPeAK it

[fehus]

how you dated! that's what we were talking about?