can't believe you're gonna get me in bed with nothing but your tail and lavender first time for everything i suppose
[ he has to stare for a moment as Lycaon starts typing again, red eyes widening as they pass over "our Mollymauk". our? our Mollymauk? there is a joke to make there, an off handed flirt about how he can't really be theirs until they get him in bed but it's gone before he can type it.
instead his heart swells, throat closes, and he blinks back tears.
bastard. ]
a good snuggle can do a guy wonders and a good lay can do even more ;)
It is quite effective. If you need a review, you need only ask its true owner--the one next to you.
[Hugo would forever be his Moon. The one who accepted every pedantic, micromanaging, neat freak part of him and let him back into his wounded heart, bit by bit. The one he'd look to as if he were the celestial being itself, bound to its power like the werewolves of lore. Sun and Moon in tandem, Hugo's blinding light only to be reflected off him.
He wasn't sure if Mollymauk had anything similar, but he could only hope the man would experience it.
But the bar would be high. Lycaon was very protective of this one, after all. ]
Did you know that you tend to shamelessly flirt with every second sentence?
you've already pulled it on hugo?? oh you devious bastard you
[ he's jealous of Lycaon, of Hugo, jealous that his dearest friend has someone to fill that empty space in his chest. jealous that it isn't him. though all of it is outweighed by love he bears Hugo and the affection he can feeling growing for Lycaon. he wants nothing more than his friend's happiness, where ever that may be.
maybe one day he'll have something like that... ]
gasp! do i?! i had no idea!!
[ the sarcasm probably doesn't translate well over text, so Molly immediately follows that up. ]
Mm. You both seem to think me some seductive beast.
[There it is. There's the Molly they know. Lycaon would protect this with every inch of his being. For Molly, for Hugo, and for himself. The Teifling had to figure out his place in this world, his steps to walk, face his past and present. He'd help him do all of that.]
On the contrary, I think this is your love language. I see no reason to stop.
[ of all the Mighty Nein he remembers the clearest, he wishes he could tell Yasha about them. wishes he could assure her that he's being looked after and cared for. she'd like them, he thinks, and not just because of they are taking care of her best friend. ]
I assure you, I have no idea what you're talking about.
[His tail may be wagging.
Your friend need not worry, Mollymauk. You are theirs. They will have to have a serious talk about this Caleb man, but for now, he wants Molly to accept that he has people to fall back on.]
And now you call me a liar. My reputation is being slandered as we speak.
[He doesn't need to see Molly to know that he'd be just fine in Hugo's arms for that night. The Molly of just an hour or so ago was a completely different one than now.]
I've always been quite confident in them. And if I had to rely on them again, I'd say you are feeling a little...safer than you were before.
ah yes i shall run for the hills yelling at the top of my lungs what a terrible liar you are all of kaisou shall hear of your terrible terrible ways
[ it is nothing short of magic really, how the combination of Hugo's presence and Lycaon's assurances have eased him back into the light. their combined might soothed the anxiety that surged through his veins and gnawed on his mind. ]
yeah you're right
hey i have a feeling you're gonna scrutinize caleb make sure he isn't a danger [ Molly had thought about broaching this subject in the morning, give them both the run down before any other steps are taken. but... ] he's not for the record he's i told hugo that he's like my version of you
Molly, I regret to inform you that 'the hills' and Kaisou are in two separate directions.
[He's so glad this is text. He actually audibly chuckled.]
[But his typing pauses for a second, letting that sink in. It was true, he had fully planned to put feelers out for Caleb. He already had a little with the network post. It seemed only right that he do it.]
Not to worry, I had no intentions of being uncivil. [Yet.]
[ really, he could have waited until the morning to do this. but he's painfully awake, even a little wired, and suddenly possessed by a fear of Caleb being treated poorly because of how Molly reacted to him. ]
it was the closest thing i could think of a bit stupid really but not entirely wrong
[ more details, tealeaf. ]
saying its complicated would be putting it lightly i'll get the hard stuff out of the way now because if i don't i'm not sure i ever will yes i fancied the man and if he wasn't the personification of a cornered animal i might've actually done something about it when i first met him but fuck i don't know there's too much there now that i don't know about
[Ordinarily he'd probably advise to have this all said in person. That it's probably best that way. But this is so much and he can tell Molly's overflowing with emotion, mental clarity hitting him.]
I spoke with him a little, and he seemed like a soft spoken man with wit behind his words. I was struggling to find any malice. [And he's usually pretty good at picking up THOSE cues.]
I believe I am understanding more of the situation. It is no wonder you panicked the way you did. It must've been an overflow of emotions for you.
[ it's all still there, sitting in the middle of his chest, quietly biding it's time as he staves it off with the comfort of friends. there's so much he doesn't know where or how to begin, but he'll leave that for the morning. ]
from what i can remember you'd have a hard time finding any unless you hurt his cat
[ oh. oh god. he named his ghost cat after Caleb's familiar. ]
i mean considering i'm quite literally tangled up with your boyfriend maybe it's for the best you don't we'd both enjoy it i'm sure but it'll be awkward to deal with the aftermath
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first time for everything i suppose
[ he has to stare for a moment as Lycaon starts typing again, red eyes widening as they pass over "our Mollymauk". our? our Mollymauk? there is a joke to make there, an off handed flirt about how he can't really be theirs until they get him in bed but it's gone before he can type it.
instead his heart swells, throat closes, and he blinks back tears.
bastard. ]
a good snuggle can do a guy wonders
and a good lay can do even more ;)
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[Hugo would forever be his Moon. The one who accepted every pedantic, micromanaging, neat freak part of him and let him back into his wounded heart, bit by bit. The one he'd look to as if he were the celestial being itself, bound to its power like the werewolves of lore. Sun and Moon in tandem, Hugo's blinding light only to be reflected off him.
He wasn't sure if Mollymauk had anything similar, but he could only hope the man would experience it.
But the bar would be high. Lycaon was very protective of this one, after all. ]
Did you know that you tend to shamelessly flirt with every second sentence?
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[ he's jealous of Lycaon, of Hugo, jealous that his dearest friend has someone to fill that empty space in his chest. jealous that it isn't him. though all of it is outweighed by love he bears Hugo and the affection he can feeling growing for Lycaon. he wants nothing more than his friend's happiness, where ever that may be.
maybe one day he'll have something like that... ]
gasp! do i?! i had no idea!!
[ the sarcasm probably doesn't translate well over text, so Molly immediately follows that up. ]
yes love i know
i can stop if it bothers you
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[There it is. There's the Molly they know. Lycaon would protect this with every inch of his being. For Molly, for Hugo, and for himself. The Teifling had to figure out his place in this world, his steps to walk, face his past and present. He'd help him do all of that.]
On the contrary, I think this is your love language. I see no reason to stop.
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but you are effortlessly seductive
[ of all the Mighty Nein he remembers the clearest, he wishes he could tell Yasha about them. wishes he could assure her that he's being looked after and cared for. she'd like them, he thinks, and not just because of they are taking care of her best friend. ]
when did you start to reading me like a book?
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[His tail may be wagging.
Your friend need not worry, Mollymauk. You are theirs. They will have to have a serious talk about this Caleb man, but for now, he wants Molly to accept that he has people to fall back on.]
Would you believe me if I said it was instincts?
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[ anyone else might fall for the innocent act, but Molly? absolutely not.
unseen by Lycaon, Molly relaxes even more into the tangle of limbs lips curved into a smile he could not hide even if he wanted too. ]
a little maybe
you do have some good instincts
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[He doesn't need to see Molly to know that he'd be just fine in Hugo's arms for that night. The Molly of just an hour or so ago was a completely different one than now.]
I've always been quite confident in them. And if I had to rely on them again, I'd say you are feeling a little...safer than you were before.
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i shall run for the hills yelling at the top of my lungs what a terrible liar you are
all of kaisou shall hear of your terrible terrible ways
[ it is nothing short of magic really, how the combination of Hugo's presence and Lycaon's assurances have eased him back into the light. their combined might soothed the anxiety that surged through his veins and gnawed on his mind. ]
yeah you're right
hey i have a feeling you're gonna scrutinize caleb
make sure he isn't a danger [ Molly had thought about broaching this subject in the morning, give them both the run down before any other steps are taken. but... ]
he's not for the record
he's
i told hugo that he's like my version of you
1/3
[He's so glad this is text. He actually audibly chuckled.]
[But his typing pauses for a second, letting that sink in. It was true, he had fully planned to put feelers out for Caleb. He already had a little with the network post. It seemed only right that he do it.]
Not to worry, I had no intentions of being uncivil. [Yet.]
But if he is not a threat, then why
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[Oh. Huh.]
3/3
Of me.
[He's not mad, or upset, just clarifying. You did spell Lycaon correctly? Molly has his own...it's complicated?]
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it was the closest thing i could think of
a bit stupid really but not entirely wrong
[ more details, tealeaf. ]
saying its complicated would be putting it lightly
i'll get the hard stuff out of the way now because if i don't i'm not sure i ever will
yes i fancied the man and if he wasn't the personification of a cornered animal i might've actually done something about it when i first met him
but fuck i don't know there's too much there now that i don't know about
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I spoke with him a little, and he seemed like a soft spoken man with wit behind his words. I was struggling to find any malice. [And he's usually pretty good at picking up THOSE cues.]
I believe I am understanding more of the situation. It is no wonder you panicked the way you did. It must've been an overflow of emotions for you.
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from what i can remember you'd have a hard time finding any
unless you hurt his cat
[ oh. oh god. he named his ghost cat after Caleb's familiar. ]
it was
it is
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[That is NOT what that phrase means, Lycaon.]
Let us leave this topic for the morning. It will be much easier with us both there.
And I will need to do some shopping in order to make you and the man you've ensnared a decent breakfast. Any requests?
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[ and it's terribly endearing. ]
yeah okay sounds good
i'd kill for some blueberry pancakes actually
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I digress. Slang is much more difficult than French or Japanese.
[Lycaon grabs his pen and paper to add that to the list.]
It will be done--I hope you don't mind if I occupy your kitchen tomorrow morning. With your pancakes, I'm going to make bacon, eggs, and French toast.
[For their local french boy. He is planning on making. SO much. You'll have leftovers.]
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it's not the fanciest kitchen in the world but i'm sure you'll make do
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I'm quite low maintenance that way.
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you keep talking like that and it's gonna give me ideas
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Dear Mollymauk, do I need to switch to audio again?
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maybe it's for the best you don't
we'd both enjoy it i'm sure but it'll be awkward to deal with the aftermath
Switch to Audio but not for the way you think
That was so mean! Using the B word. RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIS PANCAKES?
Unfortunately he'd flicked the Audio switch already, and so Molly gets the most undignified snort/yip before he quickly turns it off.]
You are a menace. I will see you tomorrow morning.
not here
Hugo reaches around, picking up his phone. Two can play at this game. ]
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