[It’s impossible to miss that little growl, the way X’rhun nearly leans forward to chase his lips. It is noted quite poignantly in his mind for now, perhaps to be utilized more fully at a later date. Wouldn’t that be fun.]
You’ve left open a window of opportunity. An invitation for me to indulge myself in when I please. My lips might meet yours again, more than once, here in the future.
[He raises then curls his hands around X’rhun’s wrists, not forcefully, but rather appraisingly feeling the touch of his skin against his fingertips.]
Maybe more than that, since this appeared to be so pleasurable to you. If that sounds to your liking.
[Sometimes physical touch is not something that Ardyn desires. Most of the time, it isn’t; a disconnect from others around him, living in his own space, his own thoughts, is how he often thrives. Solitary, his time belonging to only him.
But there are instances in which this does not apply, in which he is frustrated and hungry and wishes to exert control over someone else in a way that transcends just tugging them along with words. This part, he keeps to himself at a simmering boil, often until it recedes. This part is rarely indulged in intimately, instead usually finding outlets in cruelty, in violence, in words that cut one in half.
X’rhun hopefully knows what he’s in for (he might not), then, if he answers favorably.]
[ X'rhun gets the sense that in this situation, he is, rather ironically, the mouse while Ardyn is the cat that he has unwittingly invited in. ]
That is how this game is to be, then? I kiss you, and now I get to be your plaything?
[ He's not offended by the notion, exactly, but he is quite aware that he's just been invited to walk a dangerous line with a dangerous man. By that same token, the idea is not without appeal, he has to admit. Some would tell X'rhun he cares too much about others and not nearly enough about himself, and that would be true, so the offer of indulgence has him intrigued.
Besides, if this is to be an outlet of sorts for the both of them, he can think of much worse things that Ardyn could be doing to occupy his time.
He flexes his fingers against the fabric of Ardyn's clothes, his white-knuckled grip from earlier abandoned to instead rest his palms flat against Ardyn's chest.
Be careful most certainly not mean this, and yet... ]
So long as this little agreement remains between the two of us, it would be quite to my liking.
I wouldn’t call you a plaything. Do I look so heartless to you?
[Except that, yes, it is not a sentiment too far from the truth. And while Ardyn does consider X’rhun an amicable individual, one with whom he enjoys his company, this is still an “arrangement” that he’s proposed for his benefit. Always using people in ways that he finds convenient.
To his credit, though, they’re both clear on the situation. There’s no misdirection, no assuming that it’s more than what it is. He sees nothing inherently wrong with it.]
And my lips are sealed, though is it really so important to you that we keep it hush-hush?
[He’s teasing(?). Probably. There’s a sharpness to his smile, though, when he asks that question.]
[ He simply arches a brow -- it's the best response he can think to give to either of those questions. Ardyn touts himself as a monster, and though X'rhun has his doubts on that front, he knows better than to attach any sort of affection to this offer.
As to the rest, well... ]
I would prefer to keep certain blonde and befreckled complications out of the mix, if you please.
[ A pause, as he glances down, his wrists still in Ardyn's grip. They are quite the sight, aren't they? It's probably a good thing they're off where no one can find them. ]
Are you like to let go at some point, or has the game begun now?
That is true. Are you going to demand my attentions, then on a whim, decide that you want nothing to do with me? Are you going to flick your tail angrily every time I call your name?
Dear me, I don't think a man such as myself can take it.
Now, now. There’s no need to get carried away. You’ve had far longer to practice at being difficult than I, and my fragile ego will not be able to handle being outdone.
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You’ve left open a window of opportunity. An invitation for me to indulge myself in when I please. My lips might meet yours again, more than once, here in the future.
[He raises then curls his hands around X’rhun’s wrists, not forcefully, but rather appraisingly feeling the touch of his skin against his fingertips.]
Maybe more than that, since this appeared to be so pleasurable to you. If that sounds to your liking.
[Sometimes physical touch is not something that Ardyn desires. Most of the time, it isn’t; a disconnect from others around him, living in his own space, his own thoughts, is how he often thrives. Solitary, his time belonging to only him.
But there are instances in which this does not apply, in which he is frustrated and hungry and wishes to exert control over someone else in a way that transcends just tugging them along with words. This part, he keeps to himself at a simmering boil, often until it recedes. This part is rarely indulged in intimately, instead usually finding outlets in cruelty, in violence, in words that cut one in half.
X’rhun hopefully knows what he’s in for (he might not), then, if he answers favorably.]
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That is how this game is to be, then? I kiss you, and now I get to be your plaything?
[ He's not offended by the notion, exactly, but he is quite aware that he's just been invited to walk a dangerous line with a dangerous man. By that same token, the idea is not without appeal, he has to admit. Some would tell X'rhun he cares too much about others and not nearly enough about himself, and that would be true, so the offer of indulgence has him intrigued.
Besides, if this is to be an outlet of sorts for the both of them, he can think of much worse things that Ardyn could be doing to occupy his time.
He flexes his fingers against the fabric of Ardyn's clothes, his white-knuckled grip from earlier abandoned to instead rest his palms flat against Ardyn's chest.
Be careful most certainly not mean this, and yet... ]
So long as this little agreement remains between the two of us, it would be quite to my liking.
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[Except that, yes, it is not a sentiment too far from the truth. And while Ardyn does consider X’rhun an amicable individual, one with whom he enjoys his company, this is still an “arrangement” that he’s proposed for his benefit. Always using people in ways that he finds convenient.
To his credit, though, they’re both clear on the situation. There’s no misdirection, no assuming that it’s more than what it is. He sees nothing inherently wrong with it.]
And my lips are sealed, though is it really so important to you that we keep it hush-hush?
[He’s teasing(?). Probably. There’s a sharpness to his smile, though, when he asks that question.]
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As to the rest, well... ]
I would prefer to keep certain blonde and befreckled complications out of the mix, if you please.
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Prompto? Oh, but imagine the look on his face.
[AKA utterly horrified.]
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[ Nobody wants to think of their not!dad banging anybody, let alone banging their greatest enemy. ]
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[It’s not like Ardyn hasn’t traumatized Prompto before, but… well, not exactly in this way.
Still. He’s shameless and couldn’t care less who knows, but if X’rhun wishes for him to say nothing, then he shall be discreet.]
Then consider it our little secret for now.
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[ A pause, as he glances down, his wrists still in Ardyn's grip. They are quite the sight, aren't they? It's probably a good thing they're off where no one can find them. ]
Are you like to let go at some point, or has the game begun now?
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No, we don’t have to play right now.
[His shoulders rise a bit with subtle laughter, teasingly.]
Unless you’re that eager to begin.
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[ He says it with a roll of his eyes, teasing right back. ]
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[He could tease all day, honestly, if you let him. Please don’t let him.]
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[ Ardyn pls. ]
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Someone changes their tune rather quickly. How fickle of you.
[X'rhun's made his bed, he's gonna have to learn to sleep in it.]
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[ Oh, he's aware. And he's actually quite enjoying the banter. It's almost comforting in its familiarity. ]
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Dear me, I don't think a man such as myself can take it.
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[i’m so sorry for this man]
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[ Someone stop this. ]
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I look forward to it, since you’re so confident. But remember, I’m quite skilled at breaking things. It’s not too late to change your mind you know.
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[And that will forever be the answer.]
But I think we're getting ahead of ourselves. Might as well leave a little mystery in the air between us for now.
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But of course. Gods forbid I deprive you of your mystery.
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It is but one of my many merits, but it would still be a shame to lose it.
[He just grins. X'rhun can decide whether or not that's reassuring.]
Now then, did you have any other surprise bouts of magic to toss my way? Or were you quite finished with all of that?
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