finefuckery | Serpentine Horizon continuations

[ in that case, he will put his arms behind his head to lay on. Lust away, Balthier. He sighs happily when he touches the braced knee. The vast barometric change from the caves to the jungle has not been kind to it. ]

That’s a little tempting, isn’t it? Love a good locked door.

Extremely.

[Hm! He puts his hand on the brace.]

May I?

Latches on the inside, little one first then the big one slides out.

[click click, and he places it deftly to the side. And pulls his pants off the rest of the way.

And he stares at Edward's inner calves, and gently pushes Ed's knees wider apart to look. There are the angular schematics for the Strahl's ring engine, splaying like mechanical wings up from Edward's ankles.]

[ he shift around to let the pants come off, then lifts his head to look at what gave him pause ]

Ah, like that one, hmm? Came from a pretty clever artist.

[he laughs, short. Runs his palm down the whole of it. He traces around his ankle with his thumb.]

You wear it well.

I like to think so.

Gave you one too right-

[ huh! ]

Turn around for me.

[..... Balthier turns around??]

[ his fingers trace the wandering lines of the Kraken tattoo ]

Hhhhhm!

[startles. Then looks over his shoulder. Then looks at Edward's arm.]

Oh.

There it is.

There! It is! It’s right there!

I - can't remember when I got that one.

[wonder in his voice.]

Frames my ass quite lovingly, doesn't it.

I do love that ass. Had all sorts of good times in there.

[SCOFF,]

You had damn well better make some new memories in there that I'm in on.

[ rolls over to brace on one elbow ]

All the mysterious, memory-fucking, pirate-napping gods in all the worlds couldn’t stop me.

[SHAKEN!

He pushes him on his back again. And straddles him.]

[ he just laugh, grabs his thighs in both hands to massage at them. ]

Gonna have to give me a minute. I’m not twenty-fucking-two anymore.

Like I haven't heard that before.

[WIGGLES. COUNTER-MASSAGING]

Well-seasoned, just my fucking type. You're right, it isn't so bad here, since you manifested out of my filthiest dreams like a leathery gift from a djinn.

. . . You know I wear leather.

Well look at you.

[yanks the bone in his beard.]

Alright. Yeah. Yep. Can’t much argue that.

Still, I’m almost certain you didn’t dream me up.

As if I'd admit a dadd - - is this a human bone?

Oh, recognize it? A little momento of our first date.

[OH WORD? he stupidly sits there and thinks about what he and Jesper had to do and]

Charming! I do suppose I like a bit of spice in a relationship.

[ ruuuubs his thigh possessively. Can a man loom while you are literally straddling him? It would seem so. ]

You were a good sport.

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