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[catting]

alright, see, that's a good answer. solid 6/10

and then i say that i read somewhere that if you just give a puppy what they want straight away they become spoiled and impossible to control. which is why, even though i wanna show you in person, i think it's best to make you wait for it

things only get sweeter the more you want them, after all

[cyclus]

Ah! It seems as though I'm going to have to work harder.

The truth is, I'm very good at waiting. I'll miss your mouth, though.

[catting]

you think you're good at waiting. i've got no intention of making it easy for you.

if i show you what you're missing, do you think you'll still feel patient?

[cyclus]

That might depend on what you show me.

[catting]

meow.jpg

[ Wordlessly, the Cat attaches a rather artfully framed photo shot in very dim lighting, backlit only by the glow from neon strips set high on the wall behind him. His silhouette is in frame, but he looks slightly different than he did the last time Phainon saw him; his hair now falls in delicate curls around his face where before it was tidily styled, his face is bare of makeup, but his eyes glitter with the same reflective interest they had in the ballroom. His mouth is open, glossy lips parted, long tongue curved ever so slightly around something slender and made of glass resting heavy against his tongue. ]

i was thinking about what i might have done under that table if i hadn't been so greedy.

[cyclus]

[ It's a pretty picture, a beautiful one, and Phainon feels himself caught in the moment, staring at it. Curled up in his own bed, in his own apartment, he feels flustered all the same, a hand covering his face before he realises he needs to reply. ]

I think some of the blame for that lies with me. I couldn't resist your pretty mouth.

[catting]

hmmm, pretty, is it? i'm not sure you'd be saying that if i'd got my way

filthy's more like it

i hardly have a gag reflex any more, you know. think how deep i could get you before i'd choke. just lie back and really think about it. you could just keep pushing me, and i'd just keep going...

[cyclus]

I think even if it were filthy, I'd still think it was pretty.

Do you think you could teach me? I'd like to hone my skills, too. I'd like to watch you work, lose myself in you, and show you the same devotion in return.

[catting]

[ Did you mean! His favourite thing!!! ]

oh, definitely

it's all part of a king's duty to lead by example, to give his kingdom footsteps to follow in. i'm a fair king, and a very devoted teacher.

but you might need to see me work more than once, because i'll be just as devoted to making you lose all hope of focus under my mouth

[cyclus]

Do you think I'd be opposed to it? I saw how filthy your mouth can be. I want to experience more of it, and what kind of subject would I be if I did not honour my king properly?

[catting]

fuck.

if i didn't know any better i'd think you were doing this on purpose. trying to make me give in and find you so you don't have to wait

with my magic, if i knew where you were, i could be between your legs in a matter of moments

[cyclus]

I'm just being respectful. Isn't this how monarchy should be addressed?

[catting]

you'd be surprised

not everyone wants to be respectful. not everyone wants to be a good boy. and not everyone looks as gorgeous as you while doing it

[cyclus]

Well, I do. I find praise motivating.

[catting]

oh, don't i know it...

that's why i like the idea of being your teacher, especially if i get to show you the ropes over and over and over again

[cyclus]

I'm not inexperienced, Cat. Just untested, lately!

[catting]

hmmm i don't think i called you inexperienced, did i? don't get paranoid now, puppy

i'm just inspired by the idea of helping you hone your skills. testing you, if you're so untested, like you say. i'm sure i'll have a trick or two up my sleeve you've never seen before

[cyclus]

Ah. In that case, consider me a willing student.

[catting]

done and done

... fuck.

you don't have a roommate, do you?

[cyclus]

I do. But he isn't home?

[catting]

[ Holy shit, he needs to stop risking the roommate reveal. This can't keep happening to him. But it will. He will never stop testing the water and he knows it. ]

can i come over?

[cyclus]

If you'd like. Yes.

[catting]

i would like. very much

where do you live? what apartment number?

... though. okay. i was being a little over eager earlier when i said i can teleport straight to you. i have to have already been somewhere to use my power to get there again. so. you'll have to let me in

[cyclus]

Then you can teleport next time.

The Sienna. 33. I’ll wait for you at the door.

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[catting]

[ Luckily for the Cat — or for both of them, really — he's been to The Sienna before. In fact, the last time he played roommate roulette was in this very place, so he knows it well. He arrives in a matter of moments, the only wait time being the time spent finding the floor, and then the right apartment number.

He spots Phainon waiting and approaches with barely restrained haste, feeling weirdly pedestrian doing something so simple while there's an arousal simmering in him hot enough that his skin feels stiflingly warm under the fur of his coat; like the simple sheer shirt and slacks combo he's wearing beneath is simply too stifling for comfort.

It's easy, then, to push him inside like he owns the place once he gets close enough to, delighting in the contact of hands on a warm body near instantaneously, almost refusing to let him close the door because he's so intent on touching him, hands splaying across his chest. ]

Please tell me you don't have some kind of no sex in the apartment rule I'm tempting you into breaking.

[ Look he's... just making sure. He really can't keep doing that. ]