[Brain, short circuiting, if you start smelling toast don't worry about it.
While Wolfwood fights for his life, Bartholomew wiggles until he pokes his head out from inbetween Wolfwood's hands. His face is all squished like the Dachie in the glass in that Korean con fanart.
Anyway! He's black now. Every single one of his white feathers: gone. Stolen.]
[Mew peeps excitedly because oh boy! More attention! Wolfwood has been giving him so much attention today and now it's happening again with Ain. It must be his birthday :)
Wolfwood, meanwhile, manages to snap out of it just long enough to realize his Dachie has been stolen, shaking his head a little as he rubs a hand down the side of his face.
Stares directly at his chest as he replies:]
Y-yeah that's...what I came t'ask you about. I woke up to white feathers everywhere and I thought he'd exploded or some shit...
[The focuses in this room are everywhere. Ain is focusing on the baby, such that he doesn't realise that Wolfwood is focused on him, and Dachie is focused on Wolfwood because HOW DARE you bring the small in here when he should be getting at least 75% of the attention???
To short-circuit Wolfwood more, Ain spins around and does a little dance with the baby, meaning the back window is briefly on full display.]
Dachsologies change colours to match you. Mine has my wings, for example. Haha, there's nothing wrong with him, he's just bonding to you! He didn't explode!
Peep peep peep Mew is so happy he's getting all of the attention. He nuzzles into Ain's hands, squeaking and wiggling his little feet as if to say look! I'm baby :)]
...oh. Well that's uh...that's good.
[He wanders a little closer now, lifting up one of those straps between his fingers.]
[Mew is baby! And Ain only just now figures out that Wolfwood's brain has completely switched gears, RIP. He feels Wolfwood picking up the dangly straps behind him, laughs through his nose, and then quickly bends forward to put Mew down on the ground. Dachie immediately is On him to pick him up and start grooming him in the dog bed. More attention for baby.
Standing back up, though...]
Are you even going to remember this conversation, or are you preoccupied with my back?
[Oh goodbye Mew has been Stolen. He squeaks a little with protest as Dachie grabs and starts to groom him, but it's fine he probably needs it anyway. His feathers are all kinds of all over the place after his recent molting.]
...look, can ya blame me? I was not expecting to walk in here with you dressed like- [Gestures at him] -that.
[Well if Ain is gonna lean back against him, Wolfwood will gladly open his arms up to make doing so easier, wrapping them loosely around him so he can smooth his hands up his thighs from behind, like. Hi.]
[Wolfwood nods, letting his fingers catch on and underneath the belts as he comes across them.]
I can think of a couple things, yeah.
[How does Ain feel about Wolfwood kissing his neck as he says this, because he's going to do that. You two are getting distracted Wolfwood literally came in here because his Dachie is black now but that thought has been swiftly abandoned (Mew is fine he is going to live).]
You still ain't made up for bein' so naughty in my Church, after all.
[Mew is literally fine he's being squashed and loved on by big Dachie, but Big Dachie is noticing things are happening so he's going to scoop Mew in his beak and slip out of the room. Come play with the bunnies downstairs small one.]
Oh? I have to make up for it now? Are you gonna make me atone for my sins while you're here, Nikolaus~?
[Bye Dachies your fathers are getting Nasty in here dwbi
Mew squeaks as he's carried away. Goodbyeeeee]
Sure am. Somebody's gotta teach you a lesson, don't they?
[His fingers move up further past the belts, teasing at his waist as he holds Ain with his shoulders against his chest, which heaves steadily with each breath he takes.]
Haha, maybe you can convince me to be a pious, sinless Catholic boy...
[Oh pious AND sinless huh... Ain? Nah. This angel commits sins. Like all of them. Especially the horny ones but also the part where he has killed people.]
...in my loft bed, haha. I'm sure you can climb up by yourself~.
[Ascend the ladder, loser (at least the ceilings are tall enough for them to fuck up there).]
What, are you scared of heights all of a sudden? Haha.
[Ain will scramble up after him. There's a railing to keep them from rolling to the floor, at least, and the bed is again big enough and the ceiling again high enough for them to not clonk their heads. It'll be tight, of course, but it seems fun to Ain, who usually wants to be squashed flat anyway.
Anyway, do not ask why, but he does indeed keep lube tucked under his pillow. Shhh. Here you go Wolfwood.]
Less scared of heights, and more scared of what my head might do if I fell from up here.
[That's more of a joke than anything though as he makes it up there in one piece, realizing once he's there that he hasn't slept in a loft bed since the orphanage. There's a sort of nostalgia about it that only hits him just now as Ain joins him, handing him a bottle of lube he'd been hiding under his pillow.
It makes Wolfwood snort as he shuffles towards the wall so Ain can kindof lay down in the little space they've been provided.]
[Ain's human form, his angel form...like yeah, two dicks are GREAT, but Ain is beautiful in both of them, sooooo.
For now, he's more enamored by the outfit than anything, which prompts him to set the lube aside temporarily so he can explore it further. All of those belts and sneaky windows...you know his fingers are coming up to trace that open patch of his chest.]
[Forget horny jail, you're going to need to start beating Wolfwood back with the horny bat at that rate.
He nods though, immediately pulling himself up so he can press a kiss to the center of Ain's chest where it's peeking out past the fabric. Mwah.]
'Course I do, you kiddin'? It only loses points cause there's no way you're gonna be nip-slippin' in this.
[That, and there's enough belts that it's definitely not coming off as quickly as something else, but hey. Wolfwood may just want to leave most of it on, tbh.]
[Wolfwood's stubble is tickling Ain, and he's just. Giggling. He's just fucking giggling. Aaaaa yeah it's very obvious that Wolfwood loves that chest window.]
I have to convince you? What if I want you to wear something more accentuating? Like... [Reaches between them to honk Wolfwood's titties with both hands.] A harness? Or a corset? I think you could pull that off~.
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[Brain, short circuiting, if you start smelling toast don't worry about it.
While Wolfwood fights for his life, Bartholomew wiggles until he pokes his head out from inbetween Wolfwood's hands. His face is all squished like the Dachie in the glass in that Korean con fanart.
Anyway! He's black now. Every single one of his white feathers: gone. Stolen.]
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Oh! His feathers changed! Hi Mewmew~! You're growing up!!
[Dachie off to the side trundles over and barks like? Hello??? Why are we not about him right now who cares about the BABY]
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Wolfwood, meanwhile, manages to snap out of it just long enough to realize his Dachie has been stolen, shaking his head a little as he rubs a hand down the side of his face.
Stares directly at his chest as he replies:]
Y-yeah that's...what I came t'ask you about. I woke up to white feathers everywhere and I thought he'd exploded or some shit...
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To short-circuit Wolfwood more, Ain spins around and does a little dance with the baby, meaning the back window is briefly on full display.]
Dachsologies change colours to match you. Mine has my wings, for example. Haha, there's nothing wrong with him, he's just bonding to you! He didn't explode!
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Peep peep peep Mew is so happy he's getting all of the attention. He nuzzles into Ain's hands, squeaking and wiggling his little feet as if to say look! I'm baby :)]
...oh. Well that's uh...that's good.
[He wanders a little closer now, lifting up one of those straps between his fingers.]
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Standing back up, though...]
Are you even going to remember this conversation, or are you preoccupied with my back?
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...look, can ya blame me? I was not expecting to walk in here with you dressed like- [Gestures at him] -that.
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Ain, meanwhile, leans back against Wolfwood. Ooh look you can touch himmmmm—]
That's what you get for not knocking. I'm not even done. There's still a hat and some chains. [Hmm.] Do you liiiike it? Haha.
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Mmhm...should dress like this more.
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[He's literally not complaining about this, though. He will do this again.]
I take it you like the belts on my thighs? They have buckles on them... you could probably figure out what to attach them to, right?
[Everything out of your mouth is So goddamn horny, Ain. Why are you doing this in front of the baby Dachie.]
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I can think of a couple things, yeah.
[How does Ain feel about Wolfwood kissing his neck as he says this, because he's going to do that. You two are getting distracted Wolfwood literally came in here because his Dachie is black now but that thought has been swiftly abandoned (Mew is fine he is going to live).]
You still ain't made up for bein' so naughty in my Church, after all.
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Oh? I have to make up for it now? Are you gonna make me atone for my sins while you're here, Nikolaus~?
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Mew squeaks as he's carried away. Goodbyeeeee]
Sure am. Somebody's gotta teach you a lesson, don't they?
[His fingers move up further past the belts, teasing at his waist as he holds Ain with his shoulders against his chest, which heaves steadily with each breath he takes.]
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[Oh pious AND sinless huh... Ain? Nah. This angel commits sins. Like all of them. Especially the horny ones but also the part where he has killed people.]
...in my loft bed, haha. I'm sure you can climb up by yourself~.
[Ascend the ladder, loser (at least the ceilings are tall enough for them to fuck up there).]
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Hah, alright. You're lucky it ain't too high up there.
[Is he joking? Hard to say, but he's already making his way up the ladder before Ain can reply.]
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[Ain will scramble up after him. There's a railing to keep them from rolling to the floor, at least, and the bed is again big enough and the ceiling again high enough for them to not clonk their heads. It'll be tight, of course, but it seems fun to Ain, who usually wants to be squashed flat anyway.
Anyway, do not ask why, but he does indeed keep lube tucked under his pillow. Shhh. Here you go Wolfwood.]
Here you go, thirsty~.
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[That's more of a joke than anything though as he makes it up there in one piece, realizing once he's there that he hasn't slept in a loft bed since the orphanage. There's a sort of nostalgia about it that only hits him just now as Ain joins him, handing him a bottle of lube he'd been hiding under his pillow.
It makes Wolfwood snort as he shuffles towards the wall so Ain can kindof lay down in the little space they've been provided.]
Prepared for anythin', I take it?
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Aww, you know me... I get off a lot.
[He has two hands and he knows how to use them okay.]
You're the one who thinks this outfit is hot. [Girl it is] So you can explore as you wish, okay? And I guess let me know if I need to switch forms.
[How many dicks do you want Wolfwood]
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[Ain's human form, his angel form...like yeah, two dicks are GREAT, but Ain is beautiful in both of them, sooooo.
For now, he's more enamored by the outfit than anything, which prompts him to set the lube aside temporarily so he can explore it further. All of those belts and sneaky windows...you know his fingers are coming up to trace that open patch of his chest.]
God, you're so hot.
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But Ain is squirming a little, laughing breathlessly as Wolfwood touches him.]
You like the windows, huh?
[Ain, shut up, you knit this man a sweater with a titty window. You also like them.]
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He nods though, immediately pulling himself up so he can press a kiss to the center of Ain's chest where it's peeking out past the fabric. Mwah.]
'Course I do, you kiddin'? It only loses points cause there's no way you're gonna be nip-slippin' in this.
[That, and there's enough belts that it's definitely not coming off as quickly as something else, but hey. Wolfwood may just want to leave most of it on, tbh.]
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[Hands through Wolfwood's hair...]
When are you gonna dress all slutty for me, huh?
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[Kiss kiss...is it obvious that Wolfwood likes this chest window yet because uhhh-]
Maybe I can be convinced to wear it more.
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I have to convince you? What if I want you to wear something more accentuating? Like... [Reaches between them to honk Wolfwood's titties with both hands.] A harness? Or a corset? I think you could pull that off~.
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[Wolfwood laughs in spite of himself, his breath huffing hot against Ain's chest when he does so.]
I'm pretty sure I'd pop like a balloon if I tried t'wear somethin' ike that.
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rolled a 3 lmao
LMAO Bye Ain
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