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Post by Ziya on Sept 1, 2018 16:06:50 GMT -5
Jason stiffened when Conrí touched his back, but relaxed again immediately as the soap slid against his skin. He was too nervous to speak, a first in his life, so he let Conrí do the talking and just enjoyed the sensation. He found himself nodding along with his words at first, understanding the feelings very well.
Then, Conrí began crying, and Jason didn't know what to do.
Still nervous, Jason turned around to find Conrí a small distance away, scared and crying. His words hit home this time, making Jason finally push aside the nervousness and anxiety and realize something. He wanted nothing more that to make this person happy.
He took all of his doubts, all of his issues with trust, and pushed them aside for now. They could be dealt with later. An instant later he was holding tightly to Conrí, tears of his own mingling with the water and soap as he gave voice to his feelings. "Oh Conrí, it's okay. No matter what, I'll be here with you. Even if everyone else leaves, even if Lucia somehow decided to stop training you, I'll be here. I want nothing more than to be by your side, helping you to be happy. I've lost everything before, and that's why I know just how precious it can be. I'm not going to lose you too."
Acting purely on impulse, he leaned forward and gave Conrí a small, hesitant kiss. He didn't know what was going to happen in the future, and right then he didn't care. The only thing that mattered was him.
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Post by Conrí on Sept 1, 2018 16:44:10 GMT -5
Conrí's instinct was to shy away when Jason approached, but, he fought it, understanding how hard Jason had to be trying to be open. Besides, his body suddenly felt drained from being so tense all the time. Right when he decided to relax, his body slumped forward, into Jason's arms. He didn't mind that Jason held him tightly enough that he could feel their hearts beat against his chest. What hit more than Jason's words were his own tears. The wolf boy nodded slowly as the man spoke, his words calming him down to the point that his whimpers turned to sighs that subsided, and reached up to Jason's cheek and began wiping his tears with his thumb.
At Jason's last line, Conrí shuddered. He knew enough about how Jason carried himself to know that, the last line in particular was a promise that the wolf king could count on. The wolf boy stopped crying, but his eyes widened when Jason leaned close to him at touched his lips to his ever so delicately. The would be king felt Jason's lips tremble against his, which awakened a blaze in Conrí. The fire zapping through his veins made Conrí dizzy. The heat of the bath house suddenly felt cold, and it seemed like time had slowed or stopped. Acting on his own impulse, Conrí returned the hesitant kiss with one of his own, and, it felt like his lips were on fire. He left his lips against Jason's fighting with his urge to kiss him again, but, he heard just how fast that his heart was pattering in his ears, and, suddenly, he realised he was panting slightly.
Conrí leaned away from Jason a little, enough so that he could take a few deep breaths. He let his gaze linger on Jason's face for a few minutes, certain that his own skin was brilliantly red, and then he released his embrace, got a rag, wet it, and rinsed Jason's back. He made sure the soap was off of him, too, and then sat down at the bath's edge. Part of him didn't want to stop what Jason had started, but, he had boundaries to respect, and, besides, he wasn't sure what all he was ready for.
"A stór, to be honest, I'm not sure I wanted to stop kissing you. I think your lips feel soft and nice against mine." He nodded slightly, then lowered himself into the bath. All of the pent up tension just seemed to just melt away. "But, I'm not sure what all I'm ready for." He wanted to apologise, but stopped himself, reminding himself that Jason was okay with taking his time. "Is breá liom tú," he whispered more to himself to see how the words felt in the air, but he would no doubt be blushing like a fool if Jason asked him what he said.
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Post by Ziya on Sept 1, 2018 17:31:29 GMT -5
Jason didn't know why he had kissed Conrí, but any doubt that had crept back into his heart vanished when the kiss was returned. It only lasted for a moment, but in that moment he realized he hadn't truly been living before. It was as if he had finally woken up from a long, long sleep, and he never wanted to go back.
The kiss ended far too soon for him, but Conrí rose anyhow to rinse them off before moving to the bath. It was only then that Jason realized how red his face was, only because it somehow got redder at his words. Instead of trying to come up with a reply Jason joined Conrí in the bath, sitting about a foot away from him. The hot water felt good, easing the stress of the past few days. "If we're being honest, I'm not sure about anything right now, lilulf. But we'll figure it out one step at a time, together."
He barely heard the last words Conrí said, and he wasn't even sure if he had been supposed to, given the different language. He had an inkling of what they meant, or at least his heart did, and so he whispered a few of his own. "Ég elska þig" The words felt right somehow, even though he knew Conrí couldn't understand them.
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Post by Conrí on Sept 1, 2018 18:00:10 GMT -5
Conrí noticed something in Jason's eyes when he had risen to go rinse them off. He wondered if he had cut the kiss too short, but, it was a bit late to fix that. Unless you feel like kissing him again. The thought made the wolf boy smile a little, but, he decided to leave Jason to his own devices for a bit. When he entered the water, Conrí simply watched him for a while. Then, he realised he was staring, and looked down into the water. The steam caressed his face. "That's okay, a stór, one step at a time suits me just fine."
When it was clear that Jason had heard the would be king, the water suddenly felt cold, despite the steam. He cocked his head in curiosity at Jason's phrase. Parts of the language sounded like his, but, not enough for him to decipher it. Still, though, his heart pattered a little more softly and he laughed a little. Conrí moved closer to Jason, until he was close enough to whisper in his ear. "I said, 'I like you' in my language." The wolf boy thought the water might feel cold again for a moment, but, he finally thought he might be out of his perpetual blushing phase, that was until he nipped a bit playfully at Jason's ear before he settled himself next to the man. He sighed, and allowed his chin to touch the water. For some reason, he wanted a cold mead, but was too at peace to actually voice this to Jason.
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Post by Ziya on Sept 1, 2018 19:00:41 GMT -5
Just when Jason had relaxed fully, content to relax near Conrí, he felt the wolf-king slide closer again. His heart quickened as it's hopeful translation was confirmed by warm breath in his ear, only for that warmth to be snatched away as Conrí sank down into the water. Jason took a moment to allow his blush to fade before following him, turning to whisper back once he did. "So did I."
He found the situation highly amusing at that point, somehow reminded of two young kids swapping secrets late at night. Laughing made him feel even better, and before he knew it he was riding that feeling to give Conrí a light peck on the cheek before sliding away to the right wall, where a large cherry blossom tree was depicted in full bloom. Hidden where the wall met the bath was a thin handle that opened a section of the trunk to reveal a hidden mini-fridge, fully stocked with bottles.
With the practiced ease of someone who had worked as a bartender for several years he slid a bottle over to his crush, already wet with condensation in the humid air. "This one's raspberry. They make a lot of mead." Once he followed the bottle over he opened his with a flick, but held it up before taking a drink. "To new beginnings."
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Post by Conrí on Sept 1, 2018 19:18:14 GMT -5
Conrí chuckled a bit when Jason confirmed what he thought had been said. He sighed and shuddered a bit when Jason's lips met his cheek. Before he could do anything similar, the wolf boy realised Jason had moved to another part of the bath, and pulled out mead from a cleverly hidden compartment. He laughed when Jason said that Lucia and Jen made a lot of mead. The would be king took the bottle in his hands and opened it after a few tries, due to the condensation. "Promise, I'll not be that bad with other similarly shaped objects," as he said this, he winked. "Aye, slainte. Cheers."
After taking a sip of the sweet mead that was offset by a tartness from the raspberry, Conrí smiled a bit. "It reminds me of spring. Mead in general reminds me of home, though." He took another drink, and then seemingly declared out of nowhere, "Are ye up for round two in a game of wits, a stór?" Part of him wondered when Lucia was going to get in touch with them again, and then a look of complete terror spread across his face. "Uh, before we start our wee bit of fun," the wolf boy took another drink of the mead, "How the hell do we navigate this when they call us back?" Suddenly a knot formed in his stomach.
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Post by Ziya on Sept 1, 2018 19:59:29 GMT -5
Jason nearly choked on his mead trying to drink and laugh at the same time as Conrí resumed their battle. Once the mead went down the correct pipe he grinned at his crush before firing back. "Fair enough. Mead's pretty much the only thing I choke on; everything else goes down smooth." Satisfied with his comeback, he took another sip, this one gong down much easier.
Conrí's worries were justified, at least to him, but Jason knew the sisters well. "For starters Lucia probably won't get in touch unless there's going to be a fight or they need to search for something, so we'll be busy enough to delay the inevitable for a short while, at least. There'll be no hiding it from her though; she can literally see when people are in love." He realized what he had said only moments too late, feeling that blush come back full force as he took a deep drink of his bottle in an attempt to hide how flustered he was.
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Post by Conrí on Sept 1, 2018 20:36:36 GMT -5
Conrí laughed and blushed a bit at Jason's comeback. He thought for a moment, took a drink of his mead, and shook his head slightly. "Whoever said anything about you needing to swallow? Maybe I thought that was my job. Besides, with the way you waste precious mead, I wouldn't want you spilling other things." It was a pretty weak comeback, but, they were just getting started. The wolf boy winked.
Upon hearing that Lucia wouldn't contact them unless they were absolutely needed, the would be king allowed himself to relax a bit more in the tub. He had closed his eyes for a moment, nodding along with what Jason was saying, but, then, he heard a word that caused him to open his eyes and look at Jason, who, understandably, began to slam back his mead, though Conrí still saw hints of the underlying blush. Conrí decided what to do fairly quickly. In truth, he had settled on "like" earlier because he didn't want to be the blushing one. He submerged himself in the water completely, then popped up in front of Jason. He gently took his crush's bottle from him, took a small sip of the mead, and gave a bit of a suggestive smirk. He swallowed the bit of Jason's mead that was in his mouth and said, "Well, I suppose 'lovers' has a nice wee ring to it. Plus, now, I can tell on ye and say we swapped spit."
Conrí smirked a little, then set Jason's bottle down next to him, and gently cupped Jason's chin in his hand. "In all seriousness, a stór," He stroked the lad's chin a bit with his thumb before pulling Jason closer to him. Before he overthought it, the wolf boy kissed Jason the way he'd wanted to earlier. He felt the fire spreading through his body again, and paused the action of repeatedly pecking Jason on the lips to catch his breath before going back to what felt right. His tongue tingled, and he felt it slide past his lips and move across Jason's. At that point, Conrí stopped himself, with a bit of regret, to whisper in Jason's ear, "In my tongue, we say, tá mé i ngrá tú, or quite literally, 'I'm in love with you', a stór." The wolf boy, instead of backing away completely, placed his lips gently on Jason's neck, and then returned to his own bottle of mead.
It felt like he'd just run a marathon, and, a crazy idea popped into his head. "How about...winner of this battle of wits gets to decide the loser's fate?" He lifted his bottle and nodded casually before drinking the rest of its contents.
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Post by Ziya on Sept 1, 2018 21:24:57 GMT -5
If Jason hadn't been sitting down already he likely would have died as Conrí took his bottle and called him 'lover,' and happy to boot. It only got better as he was kissed passionately, then repeatedly, then with even more passion. Jason's head swam by the time his love whispered in his ear, and most of it wasn't the mead.
The kiss on his neck just made it worse.
By the time he mentioned terms, Jason could barely even think straight enough to know when to nod. He realized a moment later what he was agreeing to, and a smile appeared as he turned to his love. "Looks like you've already won then. Both the battle," he turned and placed his hand on Conrí's cheek, inching closer, "and my heart."
When he kissed him this time, he didn't stop.
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Post by Conrí on Sept 2, 2018 5:17:59 GMT -5
Conrí barely realised what he did to Jason until he had looked at the man again after finishing his mead. The wolf boy was pretty sure his own head was just as foggy from something other than the mead, too, but he couldn't help but chuckled a little seeing Jason look so dazed. When the man nodded, Conrí laughed a little, wondering if he should call off his little wager, just because he didn't want Jason to agree to something like that while swimming in all the emotions. As Jason turned to Conrí, the would be king felt his heart jump up to his throat. Jason's crimson eyes seemed to take in his entire being, and, the closer he studied them, the more he noticed flecks of brighter reds and also deeper garnets within the irises.
Conrí realised he was forgetting to breathe, and it wasn't until Jason touched his cheek that he remembered to take a breath. He completely missed that Jason had tallied his victory in wits to two, but, he didn't miss that Jason said that he had also won his heart. Conrí thought about a snarky comeback, but seemed stuck in place. As Jason leaned in to kiss him, Conrí found himself mumbling, "Actually, a stór, this is the second time you've forced me to submit. The battle is yours, unless you want to call it a draw, because..." He let Jason kiss him and then took a breath, moving the man's hand to his chest, sure that Jason could feel Conrí's heartbeat, "Ye've also won me heart, chuisle mo chroí." He barely whispered out the term of endearment, becoming more than flustered, but Jason's kissing distracted him thoroughly from that.
Pulse of my heart...by Lugus...just pull out all the stops, why don't you, Conrí? I really hope he doesn't ask what that one means... The rational parts of his brain were starting to vanish as Jason kept kissing him, and Conrí was breathing fairly heavily. His tongue wanted to do something like run across Jason's lips again, but, more. The would be king still wasn't sure who won the battle of wits, so, he just barely kept himself in control. Instead, he just wrapped his arms around Jason and enjoyed his kisses. His thoughts wandered all over the place, but landed squarely on their first conversation of taking things slow, and, the wolf boy made a mental note, to the best of his ability, if things actually started to escalate, to make sure they were both ready, rather than getting entirely lost in steam, heat, and mead.
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Post by Ziya on Sept 2, 2018 14:24:46 GMT -5
This close Jason could feel the effects of his kiss in the beating of Conrí's heart, even before he pulled his hand to his chest. The knowledge that he was having that effect on him was even more intoxicating than the mead. The short pauses were barely enough to keep breathing, yet somehow his love had found enough time to counter his claim in those infinitesimal breaks, making Jason grin through the kisses.
At the next gap Jason looked deep into Conrí's eyes, noticing for the first time the emerald hues within, richer than any he had seen before. "A draw then, elskan mín." Later he would find it amusing that the few words he could still remember of that old language were all romantic, literally "my love" in this case.
As he continued to enjoy the sensations he felt his passion growing, inhibitions slowly fading as if the water were eroding them from his mind. Some distant part of him began to worry how far this would go, but more and more he simply didn't care. He did care about Conrí's comfort however, and that lent enough strength to that little voice to force him to stop for a moment, pulling back just enough to stare into his eyes once more, panting all the while. "If we keep this up we may end up much closer. Should we stop for now?"
Even with his mind nearly gone, the last thing he wanted was for either of them to regret this later.
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Post by Conrí on Sept 2, 2018 15:17:28 GMT -5
When Jason stopped kissing him and stared into his eyes, Conrí realised just how out of breath he was. Right as he realised that, he also felt frozen by Jason's stare. His heartbeat finally slowed down a bit, until he heard what the man said. Going off of the context, the wolf boy couldn't help but grin widely. Before they resumed their kissing, the would be king leaned in and whispered, "Pulse of my heart. If you were curious." For once, he didn't feel himself blush, though he did take a second to kiss just below Jason's earlobe before he leaned back so that their passions could continue to be felt.
Conrí allowed himself to just be lost in the sensations and feelings. His arms instinctively held Jason closer, and his hands started to slowly rub his back. He did his best to keep his hands from going much below Jason's shoulders. Even if it was the mead that helped his inhibitions be this low, he kept it firmly in his head that they were trying to go slow, but, the wolf boy was getting to the point where he also just wanted Jason in a different way, as fun and exhilarating as everything in the moment felt. As the would be king thought he was about to lose control and just hint at what he wanted, it was like Jason read his mind, and, suddenly, the kissing stopped.
Conrí breathed in deeply, not entirely aware of the fact that he had gotten used to the brief pauses. He looked at Jason, and rested his head on the man's shoulder, trying to regain control of his breathing. He felt his body tingling all over, and it somehow made him happy that Jason was also breathing heavily. As Jason asked if they should stop before they went any further, Conrí chuckled a little. He let himself breathe a bit, to help clear his head. Two parts of him were fiercely engaged in a battle, and, he moved his head from Jason's shoulder to look into his eyes again. Be honest, Conrí.
"A stór," he started after a minute of silence, in which his thumb stroked Jason's chin again, "I really like this, and, I don't feel like stopping, but," he placed his hands on Jason's shoulders and stared at him earnestly, "I also want to make sure we're not going to regret this, and, we agreed to give it a little while before we got that close." A pang of intense desire filled his chest, but Conrí pushed against it. "I want to honor that agreement, and make sure ye're fully comfortable with me, chuisle mo chroí." He pulled Jason into a hug and kissed him gently on the forehead. "Are you okay with that?"
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Post by Ziya on Sept 2, 2018 15:50:02 GMT -5
As he waited for Conrí's answer Jason calmed down enough to recognize his own hesitation and worry. Most of him wanted nothing more than to continue, and damn the agreements and the consequences, but that small yet insistent voice was still urging him to go slow. He could see a similar conflict in the emerald eyes before him, confirmed by his words a moment later, and so reluctantly came to a decision.
Conrí's embrace nearly made him change his mind, but with more force of will than ever before Jason managed to gently distance himself again, his voice soft and regretful. "I am comfortable with you, but there's a part of me that's afraid. When we do go that far I want it to be when we have no fears or reservations about it. So, for now at least, I think we should stop." It was the hardest thing he had ever said, but it was the only way he could guarantee no regrets later.
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Post by Conrí on Sept 2, 2018 16:28:58 GMT -5
Conrí carefully observed Jason's face, and it looked like they were at least on the same page as far as how hard stopping was. He waited patiently, though, willing to listen to whatever Jason had to say. When the man backed away a little, it felt like a void had sucked away the warmth. The wolf boy sucked in a breath and felt himself shiver a little.
Conrí lowered his head a little when he heard that Jason was afraid. When he thought about the situation more, he supposed he was afraid too. Without thinking, the would be king grabbed his a stór's hand and smiled gently. He nodded. "The last thing I want is for you to be afraid when that time comes. So, while this is hard for both of us, know that I'm not upset or frustrated. We're just getting started, and, while this was one hell of a first step for a date," he said, winking, "let's keep taking those steps together."
The would be king decided it was best to get out of the bath, to resist the temptation of starting things up again, and proceeded to dry himself. As he pulled Jason's shirt that he was borrowing over his head, Conrí breathed in the soothing scent and felt his lips part in a soft smile. He quickly finished dressing, and offered his hand to Jason, should he want it, to pull him up out of the bath. As he waited, the wolf boy's stomach growled, and, Conrí couldn't help but laugh. "It seems ye kept me too active, a stór. Do you think we've time to eat something? Maybe cuddle on the couch with a show while we eat, if there are places that let us do that." It felt nice to be talking freely with Jason, without the perpetual blush attacking his face.
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Post by Ziya on Sept 2, 2018 17:03:04 GMT -5
Both satisfaction and disappointment warred within Jason as Conrí agreed with him. It was for the best though, in more ways than one, and he nodded with a smile at his hopeful words. He gladly accepted Conrí's hand out of the bath, quickly drying and dressing himself. Just as he was pulling his shirt on Conrí's stomach protested, and he laughed right along with him. "There's plenty of places around here like that, but we don't even need to leave the house. I'll just cook something quick."
Within a few minutes he was back in the kitchen, cubing chicken breast as heavily salted water heated to a boil on the stove. Beside him were mushrooms and grape tomatoes, already sliced and quartered respectively. Oil was poured into a hot skillet that already had roasted minced garlic in it, followed by the chicken, then rigatoni into the boiling water. Once the chicken was mostly white the tomatoes and mushrooms joined it, followed minutes later by sugar snap peas before covering it and gathering several spices into a small bowl. That went in shortly after, then all that was left was to drain the pasta and wait for the peas to become tender before mixing the pasta in and serving.
"There we go," Jason proudly declared as he placed two bowls worth on the table, "Bright Chicken Pasta for two."
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Post by Conrí on Sept 2, 2018 17:24:02 GMT -5
Conrí wondered if he should try to help Jason in the kitchen or not. He paced a bit outside of the kitchen entryway, becoming somewhat hesitant again. The wolf boy got the sense that Jason wanted his space in the kitchen, so, he settled on just watching him cook at a distance. The sizzling and bubbling made his ears twitch, and, the smell made his stomach gurgle and his mouth water. Mostly, the dish seemed simple in a comforting and semi-exquisite way. Needless to say, Conrí's curiosity drew him into a far corner of the kitchen, well out of Jason's way. The would be king also found Jason's movements in the kitchen captivating.
When Jason set the dishes down on the table, Conrí smiled a little, and shook his head a little. He looked through a few drawers and grabbed two forks, and then joined Jason at the table. "You are very distracting," he said with a wink as he handed Jason a fork. The would be king settled into his chair, and stared at the brightly colorful dish. "It looks amazing, a stór." He put his hands together and said, "I humbly receive." He paused before digging in, deciding to wait for Jason to take the first bite. "So, what should we do after this, if we've time, Jason?"
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Post by Ziya on Sept 2, 2018 23:51:23 GMT -5
Conrí's quip made Jason laugh yet again as he sat next to the wolf-king. He felt like he had laughed more in the past two hours than his entire life before, and he wasn't complaining. "What can I say? Everything I do is a dance. Cooking, fighting, and everything else too." He winked at his love before taking the first bite, savoring the simple combination of flavors. "This is actually Lucia's recipe. Mine usually have a bit more spice in them."
As he began to eat he thought about Conrí's question. There were several things they could do even without leaving the house, and even more if they went out on the town. After a few more bites he paused long enough to give his thoughts. "I suppose we should stay here, at least, in case Lucia decides to open a Corridor instead of using Heart Dive or calling. We do have a bunch of movies in the living room, if you'd like to watch one."
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Post by Conrí on Sept 3, 2018 7:18:33 GMT -5
Conrí's heart fluttered a bit at Jason's wink. "That's fair, but, it takes two to tango, as they say." He hadn't entirely meant to fire a comeback at Jason, but, at this point, an exchange of wits seemed to come to him naturally. Once Jason took the first bite, the wolf boy couldn't contain his hunger any more, and, instead of using the fork he grabbed, he picked up his bowl and dove into the food face first. He imagined that his love would be looking at him in absolute shock as he placed a rather clean, empty bowl back down in front of him a few moments later.
Did you even taste that?
The wolf's voice in his head caused Conrí to blush a bit. Uh...hey, Fen. Suddenly, he remembered what had been going on in the bath house, and his blush grew darker a little.
Don't worry, I left you two to your own devices. For what it's worth, you frisky pups have no idea of what slow is, though, it wasn't as sickening for me to be around at first.
The would be king's head spun a little. He cleared his throat and tried to not hide his face in his hands, because, at that quip, Conrí felt like a bad sunburn was all over his face. F-Fen...
The wolf seemed to just chortle in response.
Conrí exhaled slowly, and looked at Jason, sure he was wondering what was going on, especially since they were both comfortable around each other, and the blush seemingly came out of nowhere. "Yes, I tasted that," he said, in half retort to Fenrir, and half to compliment Jason. "It was a really great combination of flavors and textures, but, I feel like more spices would be great." Now, for the harder part... The wolf boy took a breath. "About the blushing out of nowhere, well, Fen beats me in wits quite a bit, and..." A small whimper vibrated in his throat. "He thinks what happened in the bath house was cute at first. He left us alone, promise, although, he called us frisky pups," Conrí muttered in a whisper. He was suddenly relieved that they'd decided to stop earlier.
When Jason explained that it was probably wiser for them to stay in the house, Conrí nodded, aware that they could be getting a call at any moment. In that regard, the would be king nearly asked to go back to the sim room, feeling a desire to train alongside Jason against something, because he had a sinking feeling, but, when a movie was suggested, the wolf boy nodded his head vigorously.
Remembering his manners, he placed his hands together and said, "Thank you for the delicious meal." Without thinking, he rose from the table and took his dish to the kitchen and started to clean it. He set it in the dish strainer and walked back to the table to collect Jason's dish. "Would you like tea? And, can we make popcorn?" The eagerness in his voice reminded him of a little kid.
Suddenly, it clicked that he didn't know his way around the kitchen. Also, he was the guest. Conrí lowered his head. "Gabh mo leithscéal -- sorry -- chuisle, I got a wee bit ahead of meself again."
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Post by Ziya on Sept 3, 2018 11:28:13 GMT -5
Jason had to quickly swallow the food in his mouth or choke from laughter once Conrí shoved himself face first into the food. "I wish I could say that was the first time someone's liked my cooking that much. But," he chuckled as he continued, "that would be a lie. I've been living with Jen after all." Suddenly Conrí's eyes unfocused slightly and blushed, giving Jason the impression he was talking to Fenrir.
His theory was confirmed a moment later by the wolf-king himself, though by the time he finished explaining about the "privacy" they had been given he was blushing as well. The reminder of what almost happened -and the new implications that Fenrir brought- left him without a witty comeback for once.
He had plenty once Conrí decided to act the host though, only to quickly realize his mistake, but he didn't take them. He did give him an amused smile and a chuckle as he pointed out the cabinet with the tea moved to the pantry where the popcorn was though. "I got us a simple black tea before, but there's quite the selection up there. Do you like extra butter on your popcorn?"
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Post by Conrí on Sept 3, 2018 12:19:41 GMT -5
Conrí's gaze met Jason's eyes as he was explaining the connection with Fen. He saw that Jason was also blushing, and he started to whistle his "it wasn't me" tune, and looked away from Jason a bit playfully. Fen, you do realise to...y'know...leave us alone if--
I'm NOT an idiot, pup!
Right, sorry. Got it. Conrí actually flinched when Fenrir yelled at him, though. "Fen says he'll leave us alone next time. He wasn't happy that I insulted his intelligence, though." he grinned out of embarrassment and scratched the back of his head.
The wolf boy did catch Jason's smile and chuckle, and recognised all too well the mischief in his crimson eyes. "I know you have comebacks, a stór, so, you might as well say them," Conrí said as he walked over to the tea cupboard and settled on blueberry green tea with honey and switched on the electric kettle. He got down two cups and finished up the dishes while he waited for the water to heat.
"On my honor as the heir apparent to the throne of Tir Tairngire," He said in a mock regal tone, "I decree that there shall never be too much butter on our popcorn." He laughed at himself a little, and then approached Jason with a bit of a stern look in his eyes, "And, if you disagree, I'll show my subject just how wrong he is." The would be king could barely keep his face straight as he said this, and doubled over with laughter. "I've never had so much craic in me life, chuisle mo chroí. You pick the movie. I just want to snuggle next to you on the couch and spend time with you." He grinned after he said this, and made the tea, carrying it out to where the TV was. "Since you're making the popcorn, I can just grab the movie if you tell me the title." It's not my home yet. Once the thought clicked, he cleared his throat. "Sorry, patience is a virtue that I sometimes have."
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