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[samahl]

[When Cyril starts the video he seems to be checking that it's really working before he speaks. Once he does, he smiles at the camera.]

Look at what I found.

[And he changes the angle carefully to show off a display of cybernetic arms and legs. They're all meant as medical prosthetics and he seems utterly thrilled by the whole concept of them. When he brings the view back to himself it's clear why. He's missing one of his arms from the elbow down.]

I've been speaking with the doctor here and they work almost entirely like a real arm. I may even regain some kind of sensation in the fingers.

In order to get one, however, I do need more Chroma. So here I am, seeking volunteers willing to help me. Every little bit will help so even if all you can offer is a handshake or a hug, I'd be more than happy to partake. Though, if you're willing to do even more than that, I'm also always willing to indulge in a bit of physical intimacy. I admit a preference for men, but I've been curious to experiment.

If you would like to help, I will meet you wherever you are most comfortable. Contact me here and we can work it out.

Thank you for your consideration! Hopefully, I'll be able to have enough soon.

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[samahl]

Klaus! If you hadn't replied, I would have messaged you directly.

Meet me at my place?

[garb4ge]

Ah, but this way the rest of the world gets to see how truly selfless I am. I should be grateful for the free PR.

Be there in a flash.

[samahl]

I appreciate the thoughtful sacrifice.

I need to head there too, so I will see you soon.

[garb4ge]

I'm sure I can keep myself occupied until you get there.

[Let's hope he keeps it ... vaguely appropriate until you get there, Cy.]

[samahl]

[Cyril is on his way back now as he talks to Klaus.]

Not too occupied, I hope. The point is to save some for me.

[garb4ge]

Oh, don't you worry. Parties for one aren't nearly as much fun.

[Honestly, Cyril.]

[samahl]

And if you found other company I would hope that you'd bring them along.

[garb4ge]

Of course. I'd never be so selfish as to keep you from potential fundraising efforts.

[samahl]

Once again, your selflessness is truly inspiring.

[garb4ge]

Someone has to be a role model for the people.

>action?

[samahl]

And we are so lucky to have you here. [Cyril seems distracted for a moment as he tries to focus on traveling.] I'll see you in a bit, gorgeous. I think I need to focus on walking or I might walk into something being distracted by your voice.

[And he does indeed end up at his apartment after a bit, and is more than happy to let Klaus in once they are both there.]

[garb4ge]

Oh, that would be a true tragedy.

[Klaus is hanging about near Cyril's apartment with a smoke when the other man approaches, and he's quick to sling a casual arm around his waist. Better to get the chroma flowing fast, right?]

Hello, handsome.

[samahl]

[Cyril leans into the touch.]

Why hello. You are such a wonderful sight to see.

[garb4ge]

Only to see, hmm?

[He grins, taking a last drag of his cigarette before he crushes it under his boot.]

I guess I can work with that.

[samahl]

Well, the whole point of this is that I should also touch.

Come on. I can see and touch you inside? [He opens his door to let them both in.]

[garb4ge]

Mm, true.

[He waits for Cyril to open the door to the apartment and steps inside as he's invited, turning on his heel once he's inside to bite his lip and look over the elf.]

Well, you've got me where you want me.

[samahl]

No. Where I want you is on my bed, naked. [He steps closer and kisses Klaus, the press heated and hungry. His hand moves to start unfastening Klaus's pants.]

[garb4ge]

Arguably, that's just a more specific where --

[And he's about to be more of a brat about it, but Cyril is pressing forward and reaching for his pants already -- so instead, he rolls his hips up eagerly and lets out a faint, whimpering moan as he settles his hands on the elf's waist and deepens the kiss immediately, tongue running over Cyril's lower lip.]

[samahl]

[Cyril fully enjoys Klaus's flavor of brat, though. He makes sure the pants are fully open and runs his hand over Klaus's lower stomach to enjoy that fact before he starts to push Klaus towards the bedroom then.]

Get out of those while you get to the bedroom, hm?

[Until he gets a new hand, it's still easier for Klaus to pull himself out of his tight pants.]

[garb4ge]

Ooh, bossy.

[Brat or not, Klaus will obey direct commands like that -- especially coming from someone he likes like Cyril.

He's picking up your vibe, don't worry. His thumbs hook in the waist of his pants as he's pushed, and he grins cheekily before he turns on his heels as as he all but scampers into the room to shuck off the offensive garment so Cyril can follow.]

[samahl]

You know, back home I was Inquisitor for a time. Head of a massive spy network and my very own military. Perhaps I am used to being the boss.

If I commanded you to get onto my bed on all fours would you obey?

[garb4ge]

Well, that might depend on what you were planning on doing with me after that ...

[No, no it wouldn't. Klaus drifts down onto the bed and leans back on both his palms, grinning.]

[samahl]

I was hoping to give you a bit of anilingus for your trouble, but if you'd rather not... I'm sure I could find something else to do.

[garb4ge]

Well, it just seems rude to turn down such a hopeful invitation.

[Klaus just isn't about that disappointment life.]