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[lightningruins]

a/s/l?

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[wearingguess]

?
And they
dislike young people?

[lightningruins]

nah its just illegal where I'm from

[wearingguess]

What kind of absurd law forbids being too young to purchase alcohol??

[lightningruins]

now u want a drink? this is getting expensive.

[wearingguess]

well

I feel a little confused, but
I have no particular desire to buy a drink from your roommates, so
It should be fine, right?

[lightningruins]

what r u expecting 2 happen when u get here?

[wearingguess]

????

Well
I suppose I did not have a specific, detailed sequence in mind, but
I thought we would have sex.
Have I misunderstood something?

[lightningruins]

nah

as long as ur clear on that part

[wearingguess]

Anyway I am almost here. I am not on foot anyway, so shall I enter through your window in order to avoid your roommates and their problem with me?

[lightningruins]

nah just come through the door and freak my roommates out

[wearingguess]

As you wish!

[ and a couple minutes later, there's a knock at the door! ]

[lightningruins]

[Congrats(^{citation needed}) there's a guy answering the door who's... probably the correct person. Lewin's got big furry bat ears, and a mouthful of pointed teeth that both make it pretty clear he's got the Iris moon hitting him pretty hard. Other than that, he's a pretty indiscriminate "adult" age, somewhere in his late twenties or early thirties, with shaggy dark hair falling into his eyes and a bright grin on his unshaven face.

Please ignore exactly how ratty his clothes look. Sometimes you just... only own tee-shirts and boxers with holes in them. That's just his life. At least he looks like he's showered recently (his hair is still damp).]

Let me guess. You're sixteen.

[wearingguess]

[ and the person at the door...
well, he is clearly young, though it's likewise an indeterminate sort of youth; he wouldn't look out of place on a college campus, but no one's going to let him rent a car without the additional fee.
also, if it weren't for the "m" in "16/m/prismaplace," neither his face nor his general body shape would exactly have made the m-ness a foregone conclusion.
(also, he's wearing legwarmers over jeans and a chunky off-the-shoulder sweater, because he's long since begun taking most of his fashion cues from the locals.)
(also, he has no visible animal traits, because as a cordis moonblessed, he's not currently under the influence of any moon; he's just pretty much always down to clown.) ]

Indeed I am! More or less, at any rate. [ not like he could keep precise track of the passing months while he was "growing up," but he's like 90 percent sure that the "sixteen full years" milestone is behind him! ]

So then, are you "Lightning," or are you just vrery good at guessing? —Either way, what charming ears you have, sir!

[lightningruins]

That's me. [He says, still grinning.]

You got a name you want me to call you?

[wearingguess]

I am Titus Alexius! But just Titus is fine.

[ he doesn't go inside since he hasn't been invited, but he does lean past the threshold to look with interest around the room. ]

Are your roommates here?

[lightningruins]

'kay. [And he's walking back inside, leading the way to his room.]

They're out for a couple minutes, so nobody should bother us.

[wearingguess]

[ titus follows, closing the door after him... ]

A couple minutes? [ titus isn't exactly sure what the median length of a lovemaking session is, much less the optimal length, but... uh ]

[lightningruins]

That'll give us time to get to my room and lock the door. [Don't worry, he knows what he's doing.]

[wearingguess]

Oh!! Oh, I see. Yes, that makes much more sense.

Ah, not that I was judging you.

[ he follows lewin to the room so they can go in and lock the door!! ]

[lightningruins]

You're allowed to say you were judging me. I sure ain't gonna hold it against you. [The door is opened, they're in, the door is closed, and Lighting's grabbing the stranger by the shoulder and pinning him against the wall.]

Anything you're not up for? [The last thing he wants is to not get off right now.]

[wearingguess]

I believe I have rather expansive tastes.

[ he stretches out his arms and links his fingers together behind lightning's head! ]

But if anything does come to mind, I'll let you know! [ by saying "stop that" and shoving his face away, or something. ]

[lightningruins]

Oh, you're brave. [Lightning says, grinning. Iris gives him big bat ears, but it also gives him a mouthful of fangs and those are on display right now.]

How about I shove you down on my bed and fuck you until you can't breathe?

[wearingguess]

[ titus exhales and bites his lower lip, eyes drifting across all those glinting fangs. then he tilts his head just a little to one side so he can look over lightning's shoulder at the bed in question...
...how clean are the sheets, he wonders.
but then he realizes he doesn't actually care enough to bother about it. ]

Go on, then.

[ he tightens his arms, drawing himself closer so that he can—somewhat incongruously—kiss lightning on... the cheek... ]

[lightningruins]

[That's a very good question and ignoring it is probably the best option.

Especially because Lightning's been given permission and Iris is driving him wild, without any of the gentleness that might be associated with the moon. The kiss is gentle, but Lightning's hands aren't as he grabs Titus and turns him, shoves him down on the bed and... pauses for a second. Is the kid going to call it off, or is he actually ready to go along with this?]

[wearingguess]

[ as titus's face approaches the surface of the bed, he decides preemptively that anything he ends up smelling there will in fact be a type of Manly Musk, which will be not off-putting but attractive. (the thrill of being very lightly manhandled helps with that decision!)

...but then there's a pause...
puzzled, he turns his head to look back at lightning over his shoulder. ]

Is something the matter?...
If my jeans are too tight, I can help take them off.