September and secret nsfw october shenanigans

[insinning]

Who: Emil Sinclair (Vogel) and anyone/everyone
When: All over September
What: Catch all, exploration, overflow + dungeon runs; lots of feelings and grieving and murderous thoughts.
Warnings: Nsfw in 25/9 thread just to be safe

 

"Over all the hilltops
Is quiet now,
In all the treetops
Hearest thou
Hardly a breath;
the birds are asleep in the trees:
Wait, soon like these
Thou too shalt rest."

Comments

[insinning]

[Honestly, Sinclair has no idea how he managed to shower and make it back to bed after that. He's back in his chicken kigu and he's very much curled up under the blankets, unmoving. He stirs awake at Oria's prompting and blinks, squinting...kitty pajamas? Cute. But also]

...'m not getting up.

[dissimulative]

Mm?

[ Oria has a massive bedhead right now when he lifts his head from the pillow, but he still can't see anything so he drops his head back down and puts an arm over Sinclair's side. ]

You wanna sleep more?

[insinning]

Mm...if I can...

[He squints a little at Oria's hair but curls up closer to Oria anyway. Oria's hair is cute. He wishes he was in a position to appreciate it more. It hurts... he's so sore...]

[dissimulative]

Okay—

[ It takes some time for the gears to turn as to why Sinclair really wants to stay in bed, since Oria just woke up. He's been very lax about things lately... ]

Ah... does it hurt?

[insinning]

Yep.

[ If only he could swadloon himself. But he presses closed to Oria, sliding an arm around him in turn.]

You were right. It hurts more the next day.

[dissimulative]

Haha...

[ He gives Sinclair a full hug as they lie down on the sides, pressed close to feel each others' warmth even through their sleepwear. ]

Guess it's your turn to stay in bed, then. Do you want me to grab you some breakfast?

[insinning]

Mm. That sounds nice.

[ Sinclair will accept being spoiled right now. But. Oh. That requires Oria getting up to get them breakfast. Hm. A conundrum... he'll enjoy the sleepy cuddling while it lasts]

[dissimulative]

I'll grab the usual then.

[ He smiles a little, thinking back to what happened last night. ]

... That's the maximum number of rounds you can handle, right?

[insinning]

Sounds good. [cafe au lait cafe au lait

Sinclair blushes, thinking for a moment and then nods. He's sore but he doubts he could have recovered any time soon after that third round. He's still tired]

Honestly... yeah. That's my limit.

[dissimulative]

I'll keep that in mind~

[ Implying that Sinclair might get it thrice more next time... but this was when Oria was being most gentle too, so he will have to adjust expectations depending on what he does. Hm.

Though, honestly... the same probably can't be said for the other way around. ]

[insinning]

What are you planning?

[ He's sleepy but concerned, and a little curious. In a good way? Oria's stamina...]

[dissimulative]

Nothing right now!

[ Which isn't a lie... ]

But I can always tease you in a worse way but I don't think you'd want that.

[insinning]

[ Oria seems so happy . That cheerfulness is blinding. Sinclair hums in agreement]

I don't think I've done anything to deserve teasing anyway.

[dissimulative]

It's fine, because it's not about whether you deserve it or not.

[ :)

Anyway, he ruffles Sinclair's hair. ]

I'll go get some food for us.

[insinning]

[ Sinclair is too sleepy to compute this well but

? ???? Oria is an S...

He gives a tiny huff and lets go of Oria so he can get out of bed]

Don't take too long...