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SEX ED PART 2 THE RECKONING | video; un: fantasma

[Abbacchio is sitting in his apartment, looking cozy as hell while he's petting a chicken in his lap. Said chicken looks like she's just nested and not going to move for awhile yet. Sanguis is in effect, so he has horns and his hair is just a mass of wool.]

What's up, assholes. It's that time again to reveal my fountain of wisdom.

It's occurred to me that some of you are having a dilemma. A goddamn sexual crisis, if you will. To some of you, this probably makes no sense, so I'll summarize: in most human cultures, opposing genders getting married and popping out babies is considered the norm, and if you don't then old people piss themselves in rage. Or something like that. Everyone's got a difference experience and some people don't care. Fucking cool.

Anyway.

So you came to Lunatia and thought to yourself "nah I definitely like the other gender I'm straight as hell", but now you're confused. Someone of the same sex has bewitched your genitals and heart, and now you're thinking maybe it's not that simple and now you're having a freak out.

[He pauses to have a sip of tea, then goes back to petting Prince the chicken before she starts fretting.]

First off, calm the fuck down. You got a case of bisexual and it's not life ending. I get it, you're discovering new shit about yourself every day. Hell, I didn't think I'd be caught in furry cuddle moonland, but here we are. I promise you no one's gonna give a shit if you suddenly figure out that maybe tits are great after all or that the dick isn't so bad. Or maybe you just wanna hold hands and kiss a little, I don't fucking know. I don't know your life.

But I do know this: it's totally okay. So the question is, how do you figure this shit out? Well, sometimes you gotta experiment. Go on dates, see how it clicks for you. Watch some porn and see what turns you on, that kind of thing. At least, in my experience that's kind of the only way I figured out jack shit personally.

So if you're an alien or from some fantasy land where no one gives a shit about what gender you date, awesome. This doesn't apply to you and it's probably funny that some of us have to deal with this crap. The rest of you that this might apply to, feel free to ask your questions and I'll try to answer.

You're welcome.

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[hey uh

so that's a fucking question!!!!!!!!!!]

I! Hm! That's...Hm. Aside from the general fact that no one is actually good enough for you because I'm fairly certain that you're actually some sort of deity trapped in human form?

[There's a very clear mental wrestling match going on here, going by the facial contortion and nervous leg jiggling. Obviously, honesty's a huge thing here, especially after all that Abbacchio's shared, but...] A few things. Mostly little things, really. Nothing you've done, obviously. But I suppose...It just made me feel like my life hasn't ever been my own? I never felt like I was going to have a family of my own, or anything for myself, so having something so good feels...Like it doesn't belong to me, by rights. Like I'm stealing something from someone else who could make good on it.

I thought I'd just follow Mr. Joestar around for the rest of my life, really. I don't have anything to return to.

...Does any of this even make sense? I'm-- I mean, I don't want you to be burdened with my psychological nonsense, ha.

It does, actually.

[He takes a moment to consider how to phrase this.]

So. Kind of like before, I'm gonna try to share my perspective without trying to make it about me. But I think I do get it.

After what happened with my partner, I didn't think I had anything left to live for. Didn't even have much before that. Then, Bucciarati found me. I thought that I'd probably end up following him for the rest of my life. [he kinda technically did but you know] I didn't care what it was. I didn't want to be anywhere else. I didn't think I even deserved that much, but he saw something, I guess. I still don't know if I do.

...That's different now. Obviously. But you don't have to worry about being good enough for me. You are. You're way past that.

Mm...I suppose Mr. Joestar is my Bucciarati to a degree, then; ever since I met him, it's just been 'ah yes, I'm going to help him that's all my future will be'. I just wish that we weren't so alike. I don't want you to know what I'm talking about in any way, but here we are, able to sympathise with each other!

We might not deserve what we have, Leone. We might. But I'll be damned if I'm letting go of it, no matter what I think of myself. And that means that I have to hang onto you whether you like it or not.

[He reaches over and tucks a lock of Abbacchio's hair behind his ear, smiling faintly.] Maybe I'll cuff you to me so our minds can't tear us apart, mm? Fluffy ones, of course.

Better that we sympathize this way than something worse. Trust me on that. [you too could be a depressed wino avdol

He smiles a little, appreciating the fingers through his hair.] Don't worry. I like it. I love it. Lunatia can be kind of shitty sometimes, but I'm generally pretty okay with how things turned out so far. ...I love you.

Black or purple cuffs, for the record. [He turns his head and presses a light kiss to Avdol's lips, grinning at him.]

[OHHHHH SMOOCH OHHHHHHH OHHHH, his gay little heart??? Who needs wine this is the real raw shit in life.] If I have to deal with a half-month of chaos so I can keep being in love with you and having so many friends, then I think I can deal with whatever Lunatia has in store for me. I bet they even have stores where you can buy customised cuffs, so you'd better tell me the finish you want and everything before I go investing!

[Time for more kisses thank you, and a microbraid while he's at it. Might as well help out Agony Aunt Abbacchio while he's here and being a formerly miserable bitch!!!!]

Hey. What's the strangest question you've gotten on one of these posts? Dare I ask?

Leather, otherwise that shit's gonna break. Fur lined inside, preferably. You know, if we're gonna be serious about that. [he has no doubt about the customizable cuffs!]

Grimm asked me why humans have nipples. Which, uh, is actually a fair question, since he's not human himself. [He chuckles and leans a bit into Avdol's fingers working on his hair.] And I don't know why, but it strikes me as weird every time I get asked how do you know you're in love, but I guess there are some pretty young people here.

Oh? I didn't realise there was so much to think about when purchasing bindings, but I wouldn't want to damage anything on you, either...I'd say I could just use Red Bind instead and save chroma, but that wouldn't be as much fun, would it?

[Cue more Chortling as he braids away, careful to take things slowly this time to give them both more time to actually enjoy this.] You know, I'm amazed no one's asked about toenails. Nipples are one thing, but at least they're still useful to one half of the human population. Toenails are useful to exactly no one these days.

And people who ask how one knows if they're in love usually don't need to have the question answered, which is ridiculous when you think about it. I know that having someone to sound off your thoughts against is handy, but...Really? Something like that? Maybe we've just been lucky to feel as we feel and not have to doubt it.

I don't mind a little roughhousing, but cheap bindings is an actual pain I don't really care for. Besides, using Red Bind technically costs you chroma anyway, wouldn't it?

[anyway hell yes bondage in his future, even if it's baby steps. He's trying not to spring the Wild and Weird shit on Avdol even if they've already had furry sex but y'know.]

I don't think toenails are something that even comes across in people's minds. Though it was funny Grimm asked anyway, but I guess I see why. Maybe toenails come off as like shitty claws to him, I dunno.

I guess. It's kind of funny when people ask. But maybe it was a fucking robot for all I know.

[The joys of being a repressed piece of shit; sometimes you just have to throw yourself right the fuck in and see if you like a thing, and that is okay as far as he's concerned.]

Mm, but I can control the v-- actually no, I'm definitely investing in something instead of relying on my own control. I have no doubt that you'll end up distracting me enough that I mightn't keep myself in line enough, and I really don't want to burn someone else I actually love? So cuffs it is. Merry alien Christmas, Leone; prepare to teach me all about how to use them.

[One braid down, another started, gentle tugging as he mulls over what sort of person would have to ask about love like that. Maybe robot is right on the money, huh...] Do you...Hm. I feel bad for people, robot or flesh, who feel uncertain like that. I wish there was a way to help them more, somehow? Or at least help them stop feeling so self-conscious about feelings. What's wrong with being infatuated or having a crush first? Why do things have to be so serious right from the get-go?

I guess it's easy to say that when we have to be so mindful of eating the best parts of the meal first, though.

[That gets a sharp laugh.] As a former officer of the law and a kinky bastard, I'm fully prepared to show you the ropes. No pun intended.

[The little bit of tugging is just kind of nice, even if it's to just braid his hair. Basically, just play with his hair all the fucking time and he'll be happy with that, apparently.] I dunno. Kids being in a rush to be adults or whatever, someone who's actually not used to this shit. Who knows. I've fucked up a lot in my life, but at least I always know how I feel.

Oh dear, ropes next? I've always wanted to research the Japanese art of kinbaku-bi, so I'll just have to dive right in and take my chance, won't I? [STOP SMIRKING THIS IS MEANT TO BE A WHOLESOME AND HELPFUL POST.] But Leone, I have to ask...Would you prefer to be the artist, or the art?

[He kind of already knows the answer, but it's fun to ask questions like that when he actually has the opportunity, and even more fun to ask that sort of thing with a completely serene expression. Ah yes, just doing the bf's hair and asking if he wants to be tied up, no big deal, no sir.] You're not video-talking to one of these children so keen to grow up though, are you? I feel like talking about this would scar them if they can't even let themselves just be grossly in love, ha!

[Another microbraid down! Time to switch to the other side by completely draping himself over Abbacchio's lap and squirming across like a hefty fucking worm, still looking very much pleased with himself.] I find that immensely attractive, just so you know. Your emotional honesty, I mean. Not scarring children. I envy how sure you are, and how open you are about it.

I bet you'd look good all tied up, huh. [HMM HMM yeah he likes that idea, tying up Avdol right where he wants him. It really does please that Sanguis part of him, too. Both ideas are fine, but:] I think I'd like being at your mercy. Whenever you wanted.

[He tips his head into the braiding fingers, braid me harder daddy] Oh I have no idea if they're kids or not. That's on them. [IS IT THOUGH ABBACCHIO.

As Avdol works his way across, he's gonna get grabbed so Abbacchio can kiss him first, a little hard and with teeth, then grins as he lets him go.] I don't care for bullshitting, but it also means I don't always have much tact when it's needed. I'll let everyone else be the diplomatic one.

So we'll keep it thoroughly mutual, then? I like the sound of that; shared artistry and learning filthy, filthy things together. Have you seen ki--

[OHHHHH KISS KISS KISS HELL YEA BABEY, the grin is also 100% mutual even as Avdol sits up and runs his tongue over his teeth to clean any lipstick away. (Only from the teeth. Less fun there.)] --kinbaku-bi in action, I was going to ask, and then you thoroughly destroyed my train of thought. It's a crime scene now!

[Oh yeah babey, more microbraiding; right by the temple this time. As he works away, Avdol can't resist the urge to gently blow against Abbacchio's ear (or where it should be under all that hair) and snicker away.] I guess that leaves me with a mesh of thoughts now. Mostly about how, even though I appreciate your honesty, a little ropework to train some tact into you might be an amusing pastime. Only if you wanted to play along with that excuse, of course; you are perfect as you are.

Never even heard of it, actually. But I'd learn with you.

[Ack, he snorts at the air being blown at his ear. ASSHOLE, but he's smiling anyway, because he likes how playful Avdol gets with him. Fucking adorable.] Good thing I know how to work my way around one, huh?

[He smiles crookedly.] Only you would think I was perfect. [he super ISN'T, but they've argued that point way too many times now] But I'd learn. Why the hell not? Vanilla's nice, but I'd like to see more wild shit from you.

Think of it this way; you're the perfect, ideal Leone Abbacchio. No one else could be Leone like you could. [Another braid down, and he carefully puts it in place so that it's hanging half behind half over Abbacchio's ear. Sure, it'll slither out of place in about three seconds, but for those three seconds, it looks real fuckin' cool. Which is good, because even though he's still grinning away, Avdol's starting to turn red around the ears as he mulls over what he's about to say next. Look, actually going into detail about his weird kinks is

well it's not weird because shit, if he can't talk about this with his boyfriend then who can he discuss it with? But it's still a little embarrassing! It's a blessing that his face isn't in direct view right now, because Avdol could not handle that right now.] And no one else but you would actually want to learn Japanese rope-work with me, heh. I wonder if they have any books on the Lunatian equivalent...And if they have different patterns.

When I first visited Japan, Mr. Joestar thought it'd be hilarious to take me out to a show purely about this sort of thing. He thought I'd get embarrassed and want to leave right away, but it was stunning, so I ended up staying and watching the whole thing. I think that you'd make even my clumsy work look just as beautiful, Leone. And that you'd make me look beautiful, too. [Okay yeah he's only getting more flustered talking about this shit so openly, time to bury his face in Abbacchio's shoulder so he can't be looked at. He doesn't exist right now!!!]

I dunno, I bet Reimi could do a good impersonation at this point. [He smiles sharply at the mental image. It's honestly hilarious when she tries to pitch her voice down. Why the fuck is she so cute. He pauses, looking at Avdol's flustering. OH THIS IS GONNA GET GOOD INNIT.

But instead of outright teasing, Abbacchio is gonna take Avdol's hand, rolling his thumb over his knuckles.] I'll learn. Sounds more intricate than anything I've done, but I'd be into it if you are. [He turns his head, rubbing his cheek over the top of Avdol's head even though he's tryin to hide.] We'll give it a shot, all right?

...Alright. And if it doesn't work out, that's alright; we can try other things together, too. Things that you like, which I'm sure I'll like too.

[A few beats, during which Avdol practically fucking vibrates with nervous energy, before he latches on even tighter in a sudden bear hug. God, what the fuck. He's so boring, what the fuck is Abbacchio doing with him, what bad luck, etc etc.] I'm not exactly good at 'wild shit', though. Why oh why did you get stuck with a man whose sex life was sadly bland beforehand? I'll probably end up asking you to make a list with all of the things you want to test out just so that I don't end up panicking and throwing myself in the deep end?

If the ropework doesn't work out, that is. Ideally...I'd at least get to a skill level where I could recreate my secret favourite part of the performance. One...One of your legs off the ground, tied at the knee and ankle to. Hm. [YOU ARE LITERALLY THE ONE WHO DECIDED TO DESCRIBE THIS HORNY, HORNY POSITION, YOU FUCKING COWARD.]

Anyway, it was a good part. You'll see it one day, hopefully. Mm.

You're such a dork sometimes.

[Slipping his arms around Avdol in return, he turns his head and gives him a kiss on the cheek. Lipstick everywhere motherfucker!] Look. For better or for worse, I've tried a bunch of shit, and it wasn't at the best time of my life. It-- you know. When we first fucked, you said you wanted to be nice to me because you liked me. You wanted to watch me. I dunno, that meant more to me than anything crazy I've done in the past, okay? I'm always gonna want to try shit with you, just not at the expense of what you're comfortable with.

[And he can definitely imagine that part easily, you horny bastard. Abbacchio smiles crookedly against him.] And hey, we can try that too. If rope work doesn't work out, there's always leather straps.

[YES KING FUCK HIS FACE THE ENTIRE WAY UPPPPP. Against the familiar faint presence of a big ol' kiss print on his face, Avdol's embarrassment doesn't stand a chance; it devolves into bright sheepishness, complete with a huff-snort of laughter and an attempt to return the kiss in full! No debts here, only affection, final destination.]

Did I say that? That doesn't sound like me...Don't worry, though. I promise if I'm actually not alright with anything, I'll let you know; it'd be unfair to pretend that I'm enjoying something if I'm not, and I know you'd tell me upfront too. What's the point of having sex if you can't unwind together, in whatever way works for you both?

[ANOTHER KISS. AND ANOTHER ONE. When will smooches cease!?] Mmm, leather straps might lack the artistic appeal, but they'd get the job done, wouldn't they? I guess we could always try that. Ooooh Leone, what if I tied your hands up out of the road and-- [Yet another kiss-- ah shit, nope, we're not counting them all out because they practically punctuate every other word now.] --kissed you everywhere? The possibilities are endless, and making you happy without you having to do a thing would be the pinnacle of my artistic capability, I think.

What, you being affectionate and sweet with me? Yeah, definitely doesn't sound like you at all! [Fuck yes, he's going to take those kisses!!] Just, you know, I want to try shit with you. But I'm counting on you to be honest with me.

[LACK THE ARTISTIC APPEAL he says, what a weeaboo. But he supposes he sort of understands, the rope work sounds more intricate than the simplicity of leather.] Yeah? [Gonna just give more kisses! Lipstick is everywhere man but Avdol's probably used to that by now.] Could also tie you up and just ride you. Fuck that'd be fun.

Or just kisses. I like that too.

[OH FUCK OH SHIT THERE IS A FUCKING IMAGE. Horny tolerance levels: reducing. Visual Embarrassment: leaking out via the faint strain in his smile, positive and sheepish though it might be.] Please, Leone. Do you really think that I could hide anything from you, even if I wanted to? Especially if it related to something as trust-based as bondage?

[Okay, Avdol needs a miniature reset; he runs one hand down his face and chuckles softly like he's still not stuck on the image Abbacchio so nonchalantly gave him.] Now you know something I'd like to try, so what's on your dream list? I'll yea or nay it, don't worry. And I'm absolutely going to do my best to taunt you with words like you've just done, if that makes you feel better.

[The most flustered Avdol looks, the more Abbacchio has a shit-eating grin. He's not sorry at all!! Awful!] I just don't want you to put up with something just because you'd think it'd make me happy. That's all I'm saying.

[Oh. Well, the question makes him consider for a minute, and he just kind of casually turns his head and sniffs Avdol's hair like it's normal. Sanguis, man.]

There's shit I want to try with you, specifically. Kinda wanted to try fisting, though. [JUST. GO ALL THE WAY. JUST MAKE IT WEIRD.]

[HOPE YOUR FACE IS PREPARED FOR THE BIGGEST SHIT-EATING GRIN EVER THEN, ABBACCHIO. BECAUSE WHEW LORD, IT'S TIME FOR INCINERATION.

Okay not really, it's more just. Avdol looking at his hands. Then holding one up and clenching it into a fist. Then looking at Abbacchio with raised eyebrows. No amount of hair-sniffing is going to distract him from this concept.]

Are you sure. You're not just teasing me, are you? I mean, I'll try it for you, but I can't deny that the dimensions seem a little awkward at least. Though...I suppose it's really just extended fingering, which I don't mind the idea of doing with you at all...

But still. [Another pointed look at his balled fist.] I just want you to consider what you're asking of yourself first.

I mean. It wouldn't be fast or anything. It'd probably take a lot of time. [Granted... hoo boy, Avdol's hands are PRETTY BIG aren't they.] I mean, we can also just see how many you can get in there anyway. Not saying to jam your whole damned hand all at once, just see what we can do.

What, you can't even roast me about that?

Naturally. I'd rather not just punch your entire digestive system into disarray, thank you. [Point made, fist unclenched.] Noooor did I even think of roasting you for a sincere request.

What, do you want me to try and cook something up? I can't promise quality on this one.

[A beat, during which Avdol mulls something Very Important over, before:] Who knows? We could even combine this, if we get confident enough. Ankles around your ears while I'm wrist-deep in you. That's true multi-tasking.

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