altimit | catch all >> september

[ Welcome to the lovely Sieden Hotsprings.

A hot springs tucked away in a most unexpected place: the volcanic mountains of a fire Field. The idea of steeping yourself in hot water when you’re already sweating beneath your armor might not sound appealing on paper, but one dip in these healing waters will cure you of that misconception in an instant. Both online and off, you’ll find your minor aches and pains alleviated, your headaches cured and your fatigue relieved.

The springs are flanked by an inn whose proprietors eagerly insist upon trying the local delicacies: spa-boiled mantid eggs and hot sake. When eaten together, you’ll find that your worldly troubles feel, well, worlds away. Spending a night at the inn guarantees your anxieties remain at bay.

And this, in fact, is Fandaniel's first trip here. He's heard of it, certainly, and he's had it in his mind to pay a visit eventually. Why not now? And why not with Hector? And why not now, when it would seem they'll be the only two players taking up the springs? That part is merely sheer chance but Fandaniel won't turn his nose up at it.

So that will be here Hector will find him. He's already in the spring, bare of armor and clothing but the steam and occasional bubbling of the hot spring does a good job of covering that up. Having arrived earlier, he didn't think to wait up, and he's had the NPCs running the little inn in the middle of this ridiculous lava field drop off fresh towels, boiled eggs, and, most importantly, sake.

He's already sipping some, naturally, and enjoying how the hot water strips away all the tension of the long, incredibly odd week he's had.

If only he could get this kind of service in reality... ]

[ In all honesty, this is Hector's first time here, too.

The beach Area caught his attention right away, but the hot springs kind of fell to the wayside. He knows beaches. He likes beaches. It's prime beach season, and he's been thinking about the ocean, wishing he had the time to make the drive to the nearest one.

Hot springs, though? Not so much.

He doesn't really know what to do. He feels that heat and, in all honesty, gets a little apprehensive, but he's not the type to go back on his word. Like a helpless little chick, he follows the NPCs' instructions, strips down to nothing, and eventually gets his bearings and finds his way to the baths.

How, exactly, a hot bath is supposed to be nice in an environment like this is beyond him. But he supposes he'll find out.

And so in saunters Hector, towel wrapped low on his hips. Them being the only two in here means he spots Fandaniel immediately.

Towel falls into a little pile at his feet as he steps into the water and sinks in beside Fandaniel... I mean, not that close. Gotta leave some room for buildup. ]

Hey. [ Oh, the water's not as bad as he thought it'd be. More importantly—he points at the sake. He cocks a brow. ] Where'd you get that?

[ In saunters Hector and Fandaniel enjoys watching him do exactly that. He makes no secret of keeping his eyes on him as he walks in, in naught else but a loose towel, and then discarding that to join him in the steamy warm water. ]

From here. They serve it alongside their little snacks.

[ He turns away once Hector is settled, nodding towards the larger ceramic pitcher-like container it's being held in. Next to it, another equally ceramic cup is included just for company. Fandaniel sets his own cup aside and picks up the empty one as well as the pitcher. The cup, he passes over, but not the pitcher. ]

Allow me?

[ He asks, head tilted and ceramic pitcher held up, suggesting he means to pour Hector's drink for him. ]

[ Oh. He missed that.

Hector dutifully takes the little cup, turning it over in his hand to inspect it. How does he feel gayer holding this tiny thing? ]

It's so small. [ There's amusement in his voice at the observation, never having seen a proper sake cup before.

Fandaniel's question draws his attention back up, though, and pulls him from his amused swirl of thoughts. ]

Oh, sure.

[ He grins, holds out his cup, lets Fandaniel do his thing. ]

To be honest, I wasn't expecting this.

[ He's getting wined and dined first. Maybe he won't mind being this guy's bitch. ]

[ Hector, please, it's just a sake cup. Have some culture. If Fandaniel knew what he was thinking while looking at the cup, he'd be laughing himself straight down into the water, but, thankfully, he doesn't know and so he simply and dutifully pours out the sake for Hector, right into his little gay cup. ]

It's just how it's traditionally served. You might get a slightly taller glass outside of somewhere as old-fashioned as this but not by much.

Ah ha. You learn something new every day. [ Ohhh... It's a whole culture thing. Hector holds back most of his amusement at the revelation, not really wanting to make fun of another person's culture.

Still, his little gay cup is full of sake now, and he lifts it to Fandaniel in thanks. ]

Cheers.

[ Aaand he throws it back like it's a shot. Ooh. That's strong. ]

[ Okay, this time Fandaniel does laugh. Hector sure put that back fast. Perhaps he should have told him it was a drink meant for sipping but... having not even gotten the chance to put the pitcher back down, he'll offer another pour, an eyebrow quirked. ]

Another or...?

Why not.

[ His arm comes down back to where it was a moment ago, his cup primed and ready to be filled.

But he nods at Fandaniel's neglected cup. ]

What about you? I'd rather you drink with me.

Hm?

[ Fandaniel turns his gaze to his own cup, sitting on the serving dish where the rest had been set before. Along with the sake and the cups are those already peeled hard-boiled eggs. Mantid eggs, admittedly, but they honestly don't taste much different from normal eggs... ]

Here, why don't I move this over so we can both reach it?

[ And he'll do just that, first refilling Hector's cup, then sliding the dish over on his other side into his free hand. He'll find a spot just behind where they're sitting but between them, too, to balance it instead. There, all better, and now he can fill his own cup, too.

Some might say it's bad luck to fill his own sake cup but, really, letting someone else fill it is a matter of camaraderie, not luck or manners, really. With Hector, he isn't like to know any different. ]

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[ Hector patiently waits for Fandaniel to move things around, refrains from throwing back his second cup. He watches him move, occasionally stealing glances at Fandaniel's body, whatever isn't obscured by steam and water. He's so skinny.

And he really doesn't know any better. So when he sees Fandaniel's done pouring himself his drink, he grins again, lifts his cup. ]

I gotta say, this isn't exactly how I thought things were going to go today. [ He brings his cup to his lips, but doesn't drink yet. ] But I can't say I hate it.

[ Skinny, certainly, but not entirely untoned, so there is that. Once the great sake and snacks tray shuffle is successfully completed, he matches Hector's grin with a smile and raises his cup, too. ]

Why rush into a fling when you can take your time? It's more enjoyable this way. Good company, good drinks, relaxing waters...

[ And Hector appreciates a toned body when he sees one. ]

You know, most of my flings went by pretty fast. But I can't say I'm disliking how you go about this.

[ Damn, he's being treated well... Finally, he takes a sip from his cup, turning his attention to the waters they sit in, and the scenery beyond. ]

And hopefully, we'll top it off with an even better time together.

[ He definitely means sex. But we'll see where that goes, hmm? ]

[ Oh, Fandaniel knows. He has plans on defiling these hot springs into hotter, sexier springs, don't worry. ]

Hmm, normally? It would be fast, but we have all the time in the world here.

[ And if someone does stumble across them, it isn't a career-ending or life-ending moment, either, but to avoid the entire depressing "wow, you sure are closeted as fuck in real life" conversation, that's where Fandaniel will leave it.

On that note, he takes a sip from his own cup before finally letting Hector know, ]

By the way, this is more of a sipping drink, though I suspect you figured that one out after one-shotting the first.

[ Hector, in contrast, thinks about how he does have to go to bed so he can wake up for work in the morning, but...it's fine. He can lose an hour...or two. Or however long this takes. He's not going to think about it.

At Fandaniel's note, Hector laughs. ]

Yeah, I figured that out pretty quick. [ And he takes another little sip, just to emphasize his point. ] I can feel it already. You're getting me drunker quicker than I thought I'd be.

[ That's a tease, said with a little grin and a playful nudge. Oh. He's warm.

Hector adjusts, resting an elbow at the edge of the bath and propping his head up, turning to face Fandaniel more fully. Not a whole lot is hidden at this point. ]

So, is this what you normally do for fun? Hang out in baths and drink?

[ Fandaniel leans into the nudge and smiles into his drink. With everything on display, it's time for a very appreciative look and to do the same, shifting closer to where Hector is sitting in the water. ]

Normally? Definitely not. Tokyo has some onsens but you would have to drive out into the country or the mounts to find one that serves drinks and food. That could get pricy, so, this is much more of a vacation.

[ It isn't as if Fandaniel goes out to an onsen on a whim after work or anything. Actually, he isn't even sure when the last time he's bothered to do anything like that was... ]

Oh, you're in Japan?

[ A little look of genuine surprise crosses his face. He knows Fandaniel had to go to work when he was just playing for the evening, but what does he know? He could have a night shift job. He wasn't really thinking about timezones. ]

Huh. That's cool. Well— [ He sips the rest of his cup with a little sound of refreshment and moves to grab the sake pitcher. ] —let's make sure your time here is worthwhile, hm?

[ He flashes a grin, fully hoping Fandaniel is looking, and he reaches to playfully nudge his leg with his foot. ]

[ Now if that isn't an invitation, Fandaniel doesn't know what one is. He finishes his sake and sets aside his cup before slipping even closer this time, right up to Hector so that they're side-by-side, hip to hip, and peers up at him. There's only a few inches in difference between them, but it's enough. ]

Ha, yes. Not to claim that one needs to be Japanese to want to spend time in a hot spring like this but it is a familiar setting. [ He could book a visit to one very similar if he wanted, albeit not set in a wildly hot, lava-filled volcanic wasteland, but still. ] You are right, though, I would like to make it very worthwhile...

[ Is that a hand sliding to Hector's thigh through the water? It sure is. Hello. ]

[ Oh, this, he likes. As Fandaniel comes right up beside him, Hector flashes him a grin, leans into him a bit. He sits back to stretch his arm around him, along the edge of the pool.

The shiver, the goosebumps that ripple in the wake of Fandaniel's hand on his thigh quickly melt away in the warmth of the bath, but it quickly bubbles up through his throat in a chuckle. He opens his legs a little more to give the other man more access, a little sign that he's more than welcome to touch whatever he likes. ]

Then let's make sure it is.

[ His voice is low, not meant for anyone else. He turns to look at Fandaniel, eyes lidded, face flushed—from the heat, or from impending arousal, it's hard to tell. But either way, his eyes drop to his lips, and he leans in...

Except at the very last moment, he turns away and takes a big bite out of one of those eggs. You know, the ones that were on the plate. One of the ones that he'd reached around Fandaniel to get?

Blue eyes flicker to Fandaniel, a teasing glint in them. Teehee. ]

[ That has Fandaniel tilting his head up towards Hector as he leans in, so close, almost there, and then... turns, to eat the hard-boiled egg. That earns a laugh, but also a light pinch to Hector's thigh. ]

Oh, you enjoy teasing, do you?

[ Two can play that game and between the faint effects from the sake and the eggs and the warm water combined, he barely worries if there's a chance they might get caught, or if either of them might stay up too late, or about much of anything else at all, besides Hector, that is. Hector has his full attention and he smirks cattily at him as his hand slides up the man's thigh, up to the hip, then slowly skating across his skin, a little lower, a little lower, fingertips so deliciously near Hector's bare crotch in the water, but he doesn't reach for anything just yet. ]

[ Does he like teasing? Maybe he does. Hector gives a little chuckle at that, jumps at the pinch. At least he's being honest, in all senses.

He's still working on the egg as Fandaniel's hand roams; he keeps his attention on his food as he feels the brush through the water, pressure in the warmth. He tires not to let it show too much, but he is, ultimately, an honest man. He looks at his half-eaten egg like he wants to make out with it. His hips shift, ever so slightly, a clear signal that he's ready, whenever Fandaniel is. It's just too bad he seems to be taking his time.

Impatience? Hmm.

The egg is gone, and Hector leans in for good this time. There's a little grin on his face as his lips just scarcely brush Fandaniel's, and he speaks, ]

Seems like I'm not the only one.

Mm, you have no idea.

[ Hector's just lucky that he isn't planning on getting the poor man all riled up and then logging out to laugh about it... this time, anyway. As Hector leans in, their lips barely touching, Fandaniel slides his hand down further, this time reaching out to trace his fingers along the cock he finds down there, under the water.

Just as before, while teasingly brushing over his hip, they're only the lightest of touches, but he won't leave Hector wanting in every category. Fandaniel at least gives him this much, leaning in the rest of the way to make their lips meet, eyes sliding shut as he kisses him. ]

[ Hector is most certainly going to start questioning his life choices when that happens. But...not today.

His own eyes fall shut as the kiss begins in earnest, a quiet sigh slipping from his mouth to Fandaniel's. His hand, now free, gently snakes up Fandaniel's neck and tangles with his hair, keeping him close. Love effect aside, he still had fun kissing him yesterday, and a little shiver of excitement and anticipation rolls through him at the thought of a second round.

...Or that might just be the way Fandaniel ever so lightly brushes his hip, his cock. He's already aroused; his erection grows with each brush of his fingers, and a low hum rolls in his throat. How long is he going to keep his patience? Not that he doesn't enjoy a slow build, of course. The springs are doing very well at keeping him relaxed, it seems. ]

[ Seems that it'll be a trial for exactly that, Hector's patience, as Fandaniel carries on slow and steady. He presses into the kiss with a delighted hum in response to that shiver, lips parting against Hector's in a bid to deepen it and a groan leaving him as fingers tangle in his hair.

For his own part, he won't carry on simply teasing his fingers along Hector's stiffening erection. Feeling that flesh harden under all those light little brushes earns him reaching further and wrapping his hand around it fully and those light touches become full strokes. Even then, though, they're slow, agonizingly so. ]

[ A quiet moan slips from Hector's mouth into Fandaniel's once those light touches turn to strokes. It's like he's actually touching him, which is...kind of incredible. A surge of arousal lighting a little aggressive spark in him; he scrapes his teeth on Fandaniel's lips, and he leans into him, folding over the other man's smaller frame.

He drapes the leg flush against Fandaniel over the other man's leg, pulling him closer; he lifts his knee ever so slightly to gently press against the base of his cock as his way of saying, I haven't forgotten about this. With one last sweep of his tongue, with one last playful nip, Hector breaks the kiss to shift, pulling Fandaniel's head closer to him. He presses his lips close to his ear and murmurs, ]

Tell me how you want me.

[ It really is mindboggling how real everything feels, down to the smallest touch, the tiniest bit of pressure, and Fandaniel is feeling that, too, as Hector presses his knee lightly against his own cock. Admittedly, it isn't quite as stiff as Hector's, not yet, but that certainly helps. He lets out a quiet breath as the kiss breaks and tightens his grip on Hector, squeezing. ]

Mm, I believe I have a very comfortable seat for you right on my lap.

Δ Confused Fool’s Hideout

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obligatory high chances of nsfw warning here

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