milky's bullshit containment zone

[weaseled]

Who ⚔ Yael & assorted nerds
What ⚔ A dungeon run and other things
When ⚔ After the party
Where ⚔ Errywhere
Content Warnings ⚔ Men with their tits out? Alcohol??? No correlation there surprisingly. nsfw i'm sorry mom

Comments

[weaseled]

Really...?

[Yael sits up, palms anchored to the grass, and stares down at Fai.]

What a tease. You want a man to pursue you and do all the heavy lifting, don't you? I know your type.

[fluorite]

[ He grins at Yael, a mischievous glint in his eyes. ]

What’s so bad about that? It seems you like doing at least some of the heavy lifting.

[weaseled]

Nothing bad, per se. It just amuses me how much more forward you are over email.

[He moves to pinch Fai's nose again. Ah, but no comment. Yael has always been the pursuer rather than the pursued and he prefers it that way.]

[fluorite]

[ Ah. He feels… called out, at least a little. So, have this little nugget of honesty.

He glances away, even as his nose is pinched. ]

It’s easier to be forward when I don’t have to look at your face.

[weaseled]

[...Cute. Much as he'd like to tease, he'll let Fai have this one, releasing his nose to let his fingers briefly brush against his cheek before drawing back.]

Then close your eyes. Problem solved.

[fluorite]

So you can pinch my nose when I least expect it?

[ He laughs softly, but he closes his eyes anyway. Those fingers brushing against his cheek were a little overwhelming in a good way, so this is the perfect time to just… calm his mind, maybe. ]

[weaseled]

Something like that.

[There's a bit of shuffling beside Fai, but if he patiently remains with his eyes closed, he'll find Yael lying back down beside him when they next open.]

It feels good to lay down and give your mind a break. I bet you don't do that enough with all the studying you do.

[fluorite]

[ He opens his eyes when he no longer hears the shuffling, and seeing Yael right next to him pulls a soft smile out of him. ]

I've never done it successfully. I always start worrying about something.

[weaseled]

Ah, so your mind wanders. Working out does wonders for that.

[He shoots Fai a skeptical look as if he can't imagine this twink lifting anything heavier than a pen.]

[fluorite]

[ He would be right to imagine that! ]

Ah... I think I'll pass.

[weaseled]

Thought so.

[Yael can't help but laugh at that very decisive no.]

Not even if I make you a workout plan? I'll build it around your schedule.

[fluorite]

[ The look of disinterest even at that idea is very clear on Fai's face. ]

Hm. Will you show me how to do all of the exercises?

[weaseled]

[Honestly, the look on Fai's face is so amusing that Yael doesn't even mind the total lack of interest. He knows workouts and bookworms don't mix.]

Sure. Want to try some now?

[fluorite]

Alright.

[ He stretches out his arms and legs, resuming his starfish pose from before, even if it means his arm or leg is draped over Yael. ]

Get started. Move me around.

[weaseled]

[He takes a twink arm to the face, but it's easily brushed out of the way in favor of sitting Fai up on his non-existent ass and sitting behind him.]

Stretches come first. Keep your legs spread and lean forward with your arms out straight.

[With Yael pressing on his back, Fai has no choice but to fold forward... and forward...... right down to the ground..............]

[fluorite]

[ He keeps thinking that Yael is going to stop pressing on him eventually... but he doesn't. When Fai is bent down as far as he can possibly go, he whines. ]

Ow... this hurts. I hate that this hurts.

[ What the hell! He should have toggled off the non-battle pain sensor. ]

[weaseled]

Poor thing. You'll loosen up with practice.

[That said, Yael is a strict teacher. He can feel the tension in this scrawny body and has a good idea of how much it can handle, so he holds Fai flat to the grass for a good thirty seconds before straightening him back up. The shit eating grin on his lips? Yeah. He's making no effort to hide that.]

Good boy. How about some crunches?

[fluorite]

[ Ah. He’s in danger, isn’t he? And not for the reasons Yael is probably thinking.

He groans as he gets on his back again, setting his feet flat on the ground. ]

You would ruin me in real life. I know it.

[weaseled]

Ruin you?

[Oh, Fai... He's not going to give you the satisfaction of answering that one in earnest.]

Dunno. Might be fun.

[fluorite]

[ Wow, he means it physically!!

Wait.

He means it in terms of exercise! ]

I can see you having a lot of fun, watching me squirm. [ Fai pauses. ] Ah, but don’t make me do push-ups.

[weaseled]

[Hello, can Fai stop phrasing things the way he does??? Yael shakes his head.]

Are your arms that weak? You could use a little muscle.

[fluorite]

[ He holds his arms out in front of himself, hands raised up in the air. ]

Would you prefer if I had muscle?

[weaseled]

[Yael tips his head back and gives that one a proper think.]

Eh. Nah. You look good skinny.

[But is he going to bully Fai for being a scrawny little nerd boy anyway? Of course.]

Either way, it shouldn't matter what I prefer. It's your body.

[fluorite]

Then maybe I’ll get buffer than you.

[ Hehe. He grins, pulling himself up so that his knees are at his chest. Look at that—a whole sit-up. ]

You’re pretty cute.

[weaseled]

Am I? Shucks.

[Look at Fai, making strides... A single sit-up is more than most people can do.]

Quit tempting me.