Night 2 into Morning 3

[borjafamily]

WHO: ~The Borjas~
WHERE: HOME
OPEN/CLOSED: CLOSED
WHEN: Day 2 night / Day 3 morning

[WE HAVE BEEN BUSY BEES MEETING PEOPLE HAVEN'T WE. PROBABLY WE GOTTA CHILL AND GOSSIP. We're all still quite fresh amnesiacs after all.]

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[inonecard]

[ IT'S BEEN A VERY LONG DAY just. Just laying face down on a bed until he can't take the smell any more and rolls over with a wrinkle of his nose. ]

Ugh...

[withswagger]

How were the travels elsewhere, Governess?

[inonecard]

Fruitful. It is a shame you could not join us for some of them.

[withswagger]

I should like to join you next. I grow weary of the inside of walls.

[inonecard]

Was there nothing interesting to discover within our walls?

[withswagger]

Not quite... there is yet more space, and we've not explored the whole of Borja's territories. But I dare not go alone, when we've so many guests.

And what's most interesting to discover was gone most the day.

[inonecard]

Oh, I do feel terrible for having to leave you behind now. However could I make it up to you?

[withswagger]

[hmm.

takes some strides to him, smiling.]

Tell me, was there more where that kiss came from?

[inonecard]

[ Gosh the most innocent smile back. ]

Oh, perhaps.

[withswagger]

Twas a shock to be stolen from.

[so I'm gonna steal one back]

[inonecard]

[ wow you fiend ]

[withswagger]

[I KNO, I'M A SCAMP

that was actually pretty exciting to do. He threads a hand in his hair, lingering.]

I know not what to call you yet.

[inonecard]

[ Tilting his head, just slightly, into his hand, humming thoughtfully. ]

My, I am a bad Governess to let such a thing slip by.

Eos is the name Astra has suggested for myself, and the name I've settled with.

[withswagger]

[Vespera's other hand slips down his chest. He gnaws at his lip briefly. The way Eos held himself almost felt like a dare to Vespera, though he knew it likely wasn't. Still. He nuzzles at his throat, and brushes his lips light against his throat.]

Eos, then. You're not without merit, my Governess.

[inonecard]

[ Hums again before reaching up to curl both arms around Vespera's neck, sry Vespera now you are trapped. ]

That is quite high praise coming from our charming Courtesan.

[withswagger]

[a biiit of a thrill courses through him~ and he grins and opens his mouth on his throat completely, licking and sucking, his hands skating around Eos' back.]

[inonecard]

[ Breathing out his groan, tilting his head in encouragement of Vespera's actions and pressing his nails into his bared back. ]

[withswagger]

[ah. Then not teasing him after all, perhaps. He strokes his palms flat and intimate up the curve of his spine-- this could be his place with him as well.

He drrags his tongue against the spot he just pulled on, and murmurs into his ear]

Because you're Governess, I'll tell you and you alone a truth I've told no one from the start... I feed on lies.

[inonecard]

[ Oh that. Gets him to pause a bit, his fingers uncurling just a little to instead press the pads of his fingertips against Vespera's back, a more soothing motion compared to the sharper bite of his nails before. ]

... I admit I am surprised to hear that.

[withswagger]

Don't tell our dear prime. He'd prefer to keep me fed anyway.

[he kisses Eos' neck again, light, feathery kisses, his hand skating around his sides to his stomach, fingers splaying lower. Stroking... up, over his abdomen.]

But you should know.

[inonecard]

Oh, I do appreciate being told.

[ Pressing his hands in and makes a sudden attempt to roll Vespera onto the bed so he can sit on his lap, hello. ]

Thank you for your honesty, my dear Vespera.

[withswagger]

[--ah. well. that's fine!!

he flushes a bit, grinning, his hands going right for his ass. his whole body is thrumming with energy all of a sudden.]

Hahah-- the pleasure's all mine. It's almost more a thrill to tell the truth.

[inonecard]

[ ur a cute ]

[ Leaning forward, letting his hands slide over Vespera's chest as he does. ]

Do you suppose that means you'll be doing so more often?

[withswagger]

[it's a good chest. hard, and battle-scarred. He arches up beneath him at his touch, stroking his hands up under his shirt against the warm skin of his back]

Mmm, would you want more of it? You really do like having something that's all yours.

[inonecard]

[ What a good, tracing the faint scars with his fingertips and taking his time with it. ]

I would. Is it so obvious?