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Corbin did his best to ignore what was going on in his nether regions as well, though he wasn't very successful compared to Mir just being able to look away.
"W-we'll get you something more covering in the morning, " Corbin promised. Gods, how was Mir like this? Corbin had figured the man had done these things before, but he just looked so pure.
"Sh-shall we?" Corbin gently took Mir's hand, to lead him to the bed.
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(Yee, okie, no more until the pms!)
(I think we should make it around noon my time? It's 6:55 for me now, so that's about 5 hours? math hard ;-;)
((Yayyyy pms time lol))
(It’s about 11 for me now so….)
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(slams through door I'M BACK)
(Church went long lol)
(So, we got everyone? @Whisper-Is-Almost-Safe could you do it? I've got chores ;-;)
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(Hey Swim!)
(yessssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss Rubs hands evily smut time)
(Yeah, I can do it. I think we’ve given people enough chance.)
((Oh damn my phone decided to restrict it noooooooo))
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(I can pm you the deets if you want lol)
((That would be lovely lol))
(Just copy/paste the responses to Max’s DM with you, Swim)
(oh no! am I too late? I had work and had to go do some yard work for cash yesterday!)
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(aaaa, it's almost over now unfortunately, but I could try to copy paste have let you rest it in pm maybe??)
(Sure? usually ion like randomly getting pms but u guys r the best rp'ers I've found!)
(Lots of practice…. Sorry I didn’t catch you.)
(Lots of practice…. Sorry I didn’t catch you.)
not your fault, I wasn't on to see it so I could tell u guys that I wanted in, it's fine.))
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Dragomir closed his eyes and smiled in bliss, murmuring softly, not fully aware of what he was saying, still pretty gone, “I love you…” He was drunk on the moment and his feelings slipped out, as his eyes slid shut, letting himself half float in the water.
Corbin looked down, not really surprised. They were still coming off the high from their session, and he had to admit he didn't quite believe it was completely true.
"I love you too," Corbin said anyway, voice soft and sweet. He continued to help the man clean off, doing the same with himself before settling into the water to relax for a bit.
Mir murmured, “It sounds stupid and a lie, but…” His eyes drooped shut, letting himself sit in the bath with Corbin, not all there, but his words were still true. As a half-fae, telling lies or untruths was difficult and when he was this gone, practically impossible.
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Corbin wasn't there enough to think of this, just smiling softly at Mir.
"It's okay, Mir…" he leaned over, gently kissing Mir. He himself was feeling a strong sense of affection for Mir, but it could really be just because of what they had done.
Mir just went quiet and eagerly took the kisses, snuggling against the king in the bath, vaguely wishing they could properly bathe together at some point, as he couldn’t really focus on his surroundings and could only assume how lavish they were, and wondering what it would be like to properly wash in a bath with soap and hot water, and wash Corbin in return for cleaning him up.
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Corbin held Mir in his arms, the kisses light and gentle. There was no way he'd be able to do anything else that night, so they'd finally get proper snuggles now. He reached up to clean Mir's hair too, without the soap. It would have been too harsh on their bodies if it got in the water. So, instead, it was basically like a massage.
Dragomir made a soft moan of contentment as Corbin messed with his hair, loving the way his large fingers threaded through his white strands and rubbed at his scalp, causing him to practically melt into Corbin’s chest. He mewled softly and turned himself around to kiss Corbin in light pecks, over and over again as Corbin took care of his short, usually fluffy hair. He hadn’t really been able to properly wash it, so after tonight it would probably took sleek and shiny, and even fluffier and softer.
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Corbin smiled softly at how Mir was reacting to the care he was getting, smiling softly. He cleaned the man's hair as best he could without soap, his hands actually going down to massage Mir's back now. It was… quite well done, what he was doing. He wanted to help Mir relax more, and he seemed to be damn good at it.
Mir was completely blissed out, now just a puddle of happy goo under Corbin’s hands, looking up at the king with bleary, adoring magenta eyes. He groaned softly in pleasure when Corbin hit two spots on his back that seemed to have extra tender skin that was slightly raised in uneven, long ovals. He kissed along Corbin’s neck now, occasionally resting his head against the other’s huge shoulder to rest before continuing.
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Did Mir really have wings?? This seriously reminded Corbin of wings, along with a lot of other things he noticed about Mir. Still, the halfling didn't look like he was in any state to answer questions, so Corbin didn't say anything. Corbin looked back at Mir, smiling softly with his kind, golden eyes that seemed to drink up every little thing about Mir.
(I’m not entirely sure if Mir should actually have wings, I was just thinking it would be spots where his wings would have been if he had been fully fae. Nothing there, but still tender.)
Mir murmured, “Your eyes are so pretty…” he reached up and cupped Corbin’s face as best he could, since his hands were so small and delicate. He drank up the king’s handsome face like it was the only thing in the world. “I want to see your face forever and ever…”
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(Sounds good to me lol, like they weren't developed enough due to the human genes)
Corbin lifted his hands to cup the one's on his cheeks, smiling some.
"Then do it," Corbin said softly. "Stay, even after the wars over. Have this with me every night if we want. Keep by my side…" Corbin bent down, gently kissing Mir with closed eyes.
(Yep!)
Dragomir took the kiss, but when they pulled back for air, he asked softly and worriedly, “Would you let me…? Would you want me for that long…?” He was terrified that eventually Corbin would one day hate him, his ingrained paranoia of being hurt stuck in his brain from years of abuse from Corbin’s kind.
((Hhhhhh soft boiz))
