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[Listen, he's debating his own heart.]

[He huffs.]

[Decides his heart will be okay.]

[And instead squeezes his hand, and the other goes to his cheek and pulls him up to kiss him himself.]

[ For someone who was acting quite unsure about whether he wanted a kiss under these conditions, Macaque sure throws himself into it. Not even in a sloppy drunken way, just in a desperate and needy and has-been-wanting-to-do-this-for-awhile way. ]

[ His free hand moves to the back of Red Son's neck to keep him close. ]

[Its definitely intense.]

[Red Son figures he must really need the comfort. And while its doing funny things to his heart, he still wants to offer that comfort. He meant it when he said he wanted Macaque to not feel lonely. And part of being lonely is not having someone to offer comfort you so desperately crave.]

[His hand moves to the side of Macaque's neck, resting there, but kissing him back all the same. Letting his set the tone, but matching it, pressing hard and firm.]

[ Macaque had rested the bottle beside him, he shifts closer to Red Son and it overturns and tries to spill what's left, luckily there's not enough left in there to spill out unless it's upside down so it only clinks on the ground. ]

[ He murmurs his nickname for Red Son against his mouth and there's a low rumbling as he starts purring. ]

[ This is probably going to come back and bite him like everything has today. But his drunken brain stops thinking about the consequences and he just lets himself want. ]

Edited 2024-02-16 04:32 (UTC)

Its okay, Mac. [Murmured against his lips.]

[Red Son wasn't sure if this was or was not a good idea. Maybe Macaque will freak out about this later. All he knows is he wants to make him feel better.]

[He ignores the bottle, hands going to Macaque's hips and will pull him onto his lap. Wrap his arms around him, hold him close as he continues to kiss him.]

[ He moves as Red Son guides him, pulling away from the kiss exactly as much as necessary to move and then diving back in again. ]

You really make me believe that. [ That it's okay. It's-- so good right now. Anytime, really, but especially right now. ]

[ The way Macaque kisses is open in a way he usually doesn't feel he can be, raw and emotional and passionate. Red is just what he needs right now and it's impossible not to get caught in the riptide and swept away. ]

Good. [He wants him to believe it. He wants to make things better for Macaque. Help him heal, find stability in whatever the hell is going on with him lately.]

[And if it means letting himself get swept along with the tide, that the walls don't exist and he falls because of it...]

[Its worth it. Even if it hurts later, its worth it right now.]

[His hands moving up, over Macaque's ears, a gentle cradling, but also help him focus on the now over anything else that might be happening in the world.]

[ His hands move to cup Red Son's face, and the way he's kissing him it's like all the walls fell at once. It's so-- nice. More than nice. ]

Tell me something good. [ He needs to hear something good. Hopefully not about MK since that is pure pain right now, but almost anything else will suffice. Perhaps brevity might be a smart idea because Macaque has no intention to stop throwing himself into the kiss. ]

[The kissing does make a challenge. Not MK, he's not that dense. Saya much the same. Not Wukong either. Pigeon Girl ritual stuff is more stress.]

[Oh, he knows.]

I got the anti-gravity engine part. [The part that would let an airship fly. He kisses Macaque back, a light teasing of teeth, gentle, more an invitation to explore deeper.]

[ Macaque takes the cue and scrapes his fangs against Red Son's mouth, shifting in his lap so they're flush against each other. ]

I love how brilliant you are. [ He may not be kissing like a drunk but he still is, words just slip out without overthinking their meaning. And it's the truth, although he'd usually use less charged wording. ]

[His breathing stutters.]

[He's drunk. Reminds himself of that.]

[Tries to not linger in how warm it makes him feel and he pulls Macaque closer, deepening the kiss, tongue pressing in as if to taste the booze for himself. A hand running up and down his back, the other still lightly toying with his ear.]

[ Macaque drops the glamours around his ears so that his can flick against Red Son's fingertips. This feels so different for whatever reason. Maybe it's the drunkenness? Maybe it's that they're not kissing as a way to get anywhere and just doing it for its own sake, for comfort, for closeness. ]

You're so important to me. [ It's hard to speak with a tongue in your mouth, and rather than sacrifice that very pleasant feeling, Macaque uses telepathy. ] I wish I could tell you before now.

[There's a hitch to his breathing as he hears the words in his head. Its a lot stronger when the voice is in the mind and there is surprise and there is want, not just want for him, but want to comfort him, to make him feel better, the want to ease that pain.]

Its okay. I'm here. I'm staying. [Its hard to talk with his tongue in someone else's mouth, and its also hard to think beyond the impulses.]

[ When Red Son "says" I'm staying there's a mental surge and it's accompanied by Macaque gasping and kissing him with renewed intensity. He never had anyone willing to say that before. Wukong never stayed. Even MK, after today it feels like everything he said to Macaque about being patient and not pushing was a lie since he cut and ran as soon as Macaque started pulling away just a bit. ]

I don't understand why you'd stay, but I know I want you to. Please stay.

I'll stay. [The promise is there, earnest and sincere. Red Son had nearly burned down his home on repeat. Had to be moved to a mountain for safety. Taken by a goddess. Barely has time in his home and family whole before its shattered and everything was lost and then it was constant movement, constantly looking from one thing to another just to bring them all together and-]

[He is so tired of moving.]

[He presses up close to Macaque, hand to the back of his neck, breaking the kiss, just to move to his ears.] I promise. I'll stay. [A gentle whisper, kissing at the base of his ears.]

[ Macaque shudders hard when Red Son whispers and kisses near his ears, resting his forehead against the tree trunk and breathing more heavily than he normally would be from just this. ]

I'll stay too, if-- if you want me to.

I want you to.

Stay.

Its okay. [He kisses there. Light and gentle along his ears. Soft affection.] You can stay. You can ask me to stay.

Can I? [ His next breath is trembling, and he turns to nuzzle into Red Son's hair. ] I never felt like I could. But you--

It feels safe to ask. And to offer.

You can. [He keeps up the gentle affection. Gentle kisses and light nuzzles, around the ears he had been rejected for in the past. He wants to assure him. Wants him to believe.]

Put down the rest of the glamours. [A gentle command.] And ask.

[ Macaque murmurs a curse against Red Son's hair, but part of being swept along is going with the tide. ]

[ He swallows hard, and drops the rest of the glamours, revealing his milky blind eye and the star-shaped scar over it as well as many other scars beneath his clothing. ]

--Stay with me? [ It's half question, half insistence. ]

[Red Son pulls back a bit, head resting against the tree. He reaches up, undoing the collar of his shirt, lets the scars stand obvious, the bull traits manifesting. His tail curls around Macaque's.]

[He reaches for one of Macaque's hands, raises it up to press against his neck. It would be easy to grip him, to make him panic, and while hands alone on his neck he can take, its a reminder for what he let Macaque put on him the other day.]

I'll stay. [His hand moves up, gently tracing under his eye, over the bottom part of the scar.] I'll stay, Mac.

[ Macaque's tail curls readily around Red Son's once there's contact, all too eager for more of it. But when Red Son moves his hand towards his neck-- ]

...Red. [ Macaque's hand shakes as he appears to be debating whether to yank it away, like he doesn't trust himself to have it there. And then he exhales hard once Red Son makes his promise. ]

What are you doing to me? [ He curls forward, kissing Red Son hard again before he can answer. It's all -- exhilarating. Frightening. Vulnerable. And so, so wanted. ]

[He's going a lot. He knows he's doing a lot. He's doing a lot to his own heart, but Macaque is hurting. He's hurting so much and his heart aches and he wants to banish that hurt however he can.]

[The dangerous part is how he means every word of it.]

[He keeps a hand on Macaque's cheek, a gentle tracing of his thumb over the scar, as he kisses back. Invites Macaque back in to kiss as hard as he wants, to take and have as much as his battered heart can take right now.]

[ Macaque is still shaking just a little as he kisses Red Son, gently holding the back of his neck to keep him close, gently thumbing along the scar as if it were an ink he could rub away. ]

Don't take it back. [ His voice is a whisper but it sounds like pleading all the same. ] I can't do it again.

I'm not. I'm not going to take it back. [Murmured against his lips, shivering as he feels the thumb over the scar, but he doesn't shift away in the slightest.]

You saw the vision, remember? I want you there. [A gentle, careful petting of his hair, tail tightening with his.] I want you to have a safe place to exist. I want to be apart of that.

Edited 2024-02-16 07:01 (UTC)

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