Who 🪨 Albedo and Co. What 🪨 Innocent events. When 🪨 :> Where 🪨 ΘNatural Wooden Sunrise, ΔDark Remarkable Cinema, Net Slum Content Warnings 🪨 Nothing to worry about.
Myself as well? Hmm...I suppose I can't refute your statement, as it is rooted in sound logic.
[ Albedo almost questioned it, but he supposes he can't pretend to have not been hard at work himself. Not to mention, the benefit is more than twofold in differing respects; not only to assuage Noé's emotional wounds, but like this, they can spend time together in peace.
His small smile grows softer, feeling the gentle peck against his cheek; he is in the meanwhile reaching with one hand for a small branch nearby to stick some marshmellows upon it. ]
I can assure you, that as long as you're here, it will remain as such. That said, being outside in the elements does also happen to feel comfortingly familiar.
[ Albedo has had his own concerns it might take longer still for the other to smile, and he certainly would have not judged Noé for it. No siree.
But to be able to perk up Noé's mood at all...it seems like a miracle in of itself. ]
It's fortunate that the both of us feel the same. I imagine I had potentially done so in my field of research, though it is also possible, even if far less likely, to have engaged in it with other people. Well, perhaps not too unusual to do with other work associates...
[ He begins to put a marshmellow on Noé's stick. No, three. Be free- ]
He grins at the marshmallows, but once Albedo is finished placing them, Noé releases him so his hand can cup his cheek and gently urge him to face him.
[ A surprised noise escapes him when their lips meet gently, but Albedo is more than receptive, turning his head slightly a bit more to optimize the current direction of the kiss.
He might have snuck in some sweets before rolling up here, so, there's that too. But he will also raise a free hand to lightly card through that light-colored hair.
The marshmallows, fortunately, are also not disturbed. ]
[ A pleasant sound, Albedo thinks, and perhaps that's the reason in his delay from pulling away. Most certainly worth it, to see the smile on Noé's face. ]
And kiss me you have.
...Here.
[ He holds up a relatively smoked couple of marshmallows on a stick. ]
These appear also ready for consumption. I suppose if you like I could hand feed you.
[ Albedo asks this with a little smile, amusement perhaps present, along with...well, whatever private emotions he clearly seems willing to share with the other man. ]
I'm glad to know that is the case...that, even now, I could make such an expression easily appear. That my presence elicits this much joy.
[ Noé leans into Albedo's touch, reveling in how warm his hand is. He can't help himself; he leans in, as if he's going for another kiss, but he stops himself, wondering if he's being too eager. ]
I did. It was sweet, like you. I don't know if I'll ever stop smiling around you, too.
Well, I would certainly say you are not required to constantly smile in my presence even if you are not in the mood for it. But, if I am the cause for you being unable to keep from doing exactly that whenever you see me...you will find no complaints.
[ And, well. He leans in, closer to close the gap that has been shorted by Noé's aborted kiss, giving another one of his own to the other man once again, gentle, but loving all the same. Then, softly, against his lips: ]
And you would not find any complaints should you find yourself desiring at any time to kiss me.
[ Before Noé can reply, Albedo closes the gap between them and pulls him in for a kiss. It's soft and sweet, and then Albedo speaks...
...Well. Don't mind if he does, then. Noé leans in for yet another one, and the kiss feels like it comes from a place of confidence this time. He's feeling more comfortable with this, and it helps that Albedo tastes so sweet.
[ You know, they are going at this in a pretty decent clip. That being said... ]
As many as possible and within reasonable amount of your comfort levels.
After all, practice makes perfect, no?
[ Albedo shifts his position, but thankfully as they're still sitting down he doesn't need to stand on his tippytoes for this. He is going to grant another kiss, this time longer, and raising a hand to card fingers through that light-colored hair with that very same hand. ]
[ It sure does, and with that offer on the table, Noé will not hesitate to take him up on it. As many as possible, hm...? Well, he'd better prepare himself for an onslaught of affection, then.
They are, indeed, still sitting down, and Noé drops the marshmallows he'd been holding in favor of wrapping his arms around Albedo and tugging him closer. It's warm, being so close like this, and he's definitely blushing; and yet, it's nice. Being in love is such a wonderful feeling, he thinks.
Albedo will get a few more kisses. Each one builds a little more intensity, and he ends up pulling back for air – only for a second, before he leans in for more. ]
[ Well then. Isn't he fortunate that he has a partner who will indulge him so? Regardless, Albedo is fully prepared for expressions of affection in return. He also decides to set aside his remaining marshmallows on a stick so that both hands can be free or the other used to slide around the other when he is tugged closer.
Albedo doesn't think he ever truly imagined this situation for himself—missing memories or no—but he is certainly no longer complaining. Any reservations have further dissipated into thin air—thanks to Noé himself. He has...a lot to be grateful for, not only for this warm emotion blooming in his heart.
He allows this warmth to continue further, even when it becomes more intense, face flushed when the other pulls back. After he leans back in, he will even part his lips just a bit, wanting to explore this a little more. ]
[ Oh – the way Albedo holds him and parts his lips makes Noé's breath hitch a little. He lets out a shaky, quiet breath against Albedo's lips. Noé is good at following his instincts, even in uncharted territory, so he takes this as an invitation to tentatively brush his tongue against the other's.
The touch is light. He's testing the waters. Is this what Albedo wants, he wonders... It's rare for him to overthink like this, but if Albedo doesn't resist, Noé will allow himself to press on and experiment with this sort of kissing. Idly, his thumb brushes against Albedo's back. ]
[ Ah...that sure is a sound. It sends a previously unknown, new kind of strangely pleasant feeling through him. One he thinks he might not have ever experienced, but this he is less certain of. His drive is often rather low, though.
When their tongues meet, Albedo makes a soft, muffled noise in turn, fingers curling into the clothing they are already gripping as it takes a turn he wasn't expecting. He thinly feels the thumb against his back. He does eventually pull away slightly to catch his breath, puffs heavy. ]
...This is shaping up to be quite the experience. It's rather fascinating as well, as I don't believe I have ever felt the sensation I did a moment ago.
[ That makes his heart race, and his expression softens. He looks at Albedo with utmost care, and he can't help himself as he leans in to gently kiss the other's forehead. ]
I suppose that is a natural feeling, when one engages in such an act as this with their loved one.
[ He blinks, receiving the kiss, and then reaches to lightly brush aside those white strands of hair from the other's face. ]
...I do wonder, what still awaits us. Cubia, yes. But, have you ever pondered, about what else we may have yet been privy to? Or, perhaps, it may still be a straightforward road ahead?
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[ Albedo almost questioned it, but he supposes he can't pretend to have not been hard at work himself. Not to mention, the benefit is more than twofold in differing respects; not only to assuage Noé's emotional wounds, but like this, they can spend time together in peace.
His small smile grows softer, feeling the gentle peck against his cheek; he is in the meanwhile reaching with one hand for a small branch nearby to stick some marshmellows upon it. ]
I can assure you, that as long as you're here, it will remain as such. That said, being outside in the elements does also happen to feel comfortingly familiar.
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He reaches for his own stick and holds it towards Albedo for some marshmallows. ]
It does. I feel like I've done this before...! Several times, even. I remember how to make s'mores and everything.
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But to be able to perk up Noé's mood at all...it seems like a miracle in of itself. ]
It's fortunate that the both of us feel the same. I imagine I had potentially done so in my field of research, though it is also possible, even if far less likely, to have engaged in it with other people. Well, perhaps not too unusual to do with other work associates...
[ He begins to put a marshmellow on Noé's stick. No, three. Be free- ]
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He grins at the marshmallows, but once Albedo is finished placing them, Noé releases him so his hand can cup his cheek and gently urge him to face him.
Then, he leans in to kiss him softly. ]
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[ A surprised noise escapes him when their lips meet gently, but Albedo is more than receptive, turning his head slightly a bit more to optimize the current direction of the kiss.
He might have snuck in some sweets before rolling up here, so, there's that too. But he will also raise a free hand to lightly card through that light-colored hair.
The marshmallows, fortunately, are also not disturbed. ]
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He pulls back, just slightly, and he's grinning from ear to ear. ]
Nothing. I just wanted to kiss you again.
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And kiss me you have.
...Here.
[ He holds up a relatively smoked couple of marshmallows on a stick. ]
These appear also ready for consumption. I suppose if you like I could hand feed you.
[ He's joking. ]
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Well, Albedo may be joking, but Noé is sitting expectantly with puppy dog eyes. Please feed him, Albedo....smh..... ]
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He'll go right ahead and reach out with one marshmallow each to his boyfriend. One at a time, of course. ]
...I had been joking, but with an expression like that, I suppose I can't resist.
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Thank you. That was...that was really cute of you.
[ He chuckles softly. Albedo doesn't seem to realize how endearing he is. ]
Did you eat something sweet, earlier?
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His cheeks are already warmed from their earlier kissing session, but they remain so when he is kissed on one of them. ]
Was it? I'm happy to hear that. I believe that your expression at the time could be categorized as the very same.
[ Would say ironically he doesn't but he unironically doesn't realize this, actually. ]
I did, yes. How were you able to guess?
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[ His cheeks turn red, but he's being incredibly earnest. ]
I'm only smiling as much as I am now because of you. You won't have any trouble seeing this expression as many times as you'd like.
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[ Albedo asks this with a little smile, amusement perhaps present, along with...well, whatever private emotions he clearly seems willing to share with the other man. ]
I'm glad to know that is the case...that, even now, I could make such an expression easily appear. That my presence elicits this much joy.
[ Reaching out to gently touch Noé's cheek. ]
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I did. It was sweet, like you. I don't know if I'll ever stop smiling around you, too.
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Well, I would certainly say you are not required to constantly smile in my presence even if you are not in the mood for it. But, if I am the cause for you being unable to keep from doing exactly that whenever you see me...you will find no complaints.
[ And, well. He leans in, closer to close the gap that has been shorted by Noé's aborted kiss, giving another one of his own to the other man once again, gentle, but loving all the same. Then, softly, against his lips: ]
And you would not find any complaints should you find yourself desiring at any time to kiss me.
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...Well. Don't mind if he does, then. Noé leans in for yet another one, and the kiss feels like it comes from a place of confidence this time. He's feeling more comfortable with this, and it helps that Albedo tastes so sweet.
Then, it's his turn to pull back slightly: ]
How many would you like?
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As many as possible and within reasonable amount of your comfort levels.
After all, practice makes perfect, no?
[ Albedo shifts his position, but thankfully as they're still sitting down he doesn't need to stand on his tippytoes for this. He is going to grant another kiss, this time longer, and raising a hand to card fingers through that light-colored hair with that very same hand. ]
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They are, indeed, still sitting down, and Noé drops the marshmallows he'd been holding in favor of wrapping his arms around Albedo and tugging him closer. It's warm, being so close like this, and he's definitely blushing; and yet, it's nice. Being in love is such a wonderful feeling, he thinks.
Albedo will get a few more kisses. Each one builds a little more intensity, and he ends up pulling back for air – only for a second, before he leans in for more. ]
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Albedo doesn't think he ever truly imagined this situation for himself—missing memories or no—but he is certainly no longer complaining. Any reservations have further dissipated into thin air—thanks to Noé himself. He has...a lot to be grateful for, not only for this warm emotion blooming in his heart.
He allows this warmth to continue further, even when it becomes more intense, face flushed when the other pulls back. After he leans back in, he will even part his lips just a bit, wanting to explore this a little more. ]
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The touch is light. He's testing the waters. Is this what Albedo wants, he wonders... It's rare for him to overthink like this, but if Albedo doesn't resist, Noé will allow himself to press on and experiment with this sort of kissing. Idly, his thumb brushes against Albedo's back. ]
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When their tongues meet, Albedo makes a soft, muffled noise in turn, fingers curling into the clothing they are already gripping as it takes a turn he wasn't expecting. He thinly feels the thumb against his back. He does eventually pull away slightly to catch his breath, puffs heavy. ]
...This is shaping up to be quite the experience. It's rather fascinating as well, as I don't believe I have ever felt the sensation I did a moment ago.
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What did you feel?
[ He wonders if they're feeling the same thing. It's not like Noé's drive is often that high, either, so... ]
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Hm, ah...I'm not sure how to — oh, I'd say incredible?
[ That. That feels like a very accurate description of the feeling, actually. ]
And yourself?
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[ That makes his heart race, and his expression softens. He looks at Albedo with utmost care, and he can't help himself as he leans in to gently kiss the other's forehead. ]
This feels right.
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[ He blinks, receiving the kiss, and then reaches to lightly brush aside those white strands of hair from the other's face. ]
...I do wonder, what still awaits us. Cubia, yes. But, have you ever pondered, about what else we may have yet been privy to? Or, perhaps, it may still be a straightforward road ahead?
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