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ME AS HELL

[pocketspa]

[Ugh, he just-- he's so sappy. Taako says one word and Kravitz can't even speak. It's flattering, of course, but it's not... it's not in the same way he's used to being flattered. When people adore him, when he lets sickly sweet words twist around his fingers and on his tongue, he knows it's superficial. It's like a dusting of powdered sugar on a cake, adding ambiance but not truly adding sweetness.

This... this is so syrupy it feels like it's going to choke him. Like Kravitz tapped a tree and it won't stop flowing, and it courses through his veins, making him warmer than he was before. He doesn't know it, but if Kravitz looks, he'll be able to see the tips of Taako's long ears going red, even through the color. Taako has this control, and he doesn't even want it. It's just. Saccharine. Unnecessary.

He never, ever wants to stop hearing it.]

Great, so you get the jist, babe, that's good.

[God, he needs to get this back on track or he's going to look like an idiot. He already cried on Kravitz, Taako needs to get his goddamn act together.]

Soooo, am I allowed to pick anything? 'Cause I've been here like three months by myself, babe. And you're pretty cold for this to be a housewarming.

SAME TBH

[knockthemdead]

[He laughs a little, distant but not in a closed off way. Just overwhelmed, and, seconds later, when he comes back to himself more, embarrassed. Kravitz looks Taako over, awed and bright and now a little keyed up, and the subtle flush to his ears is probably the most endearing thing he's ever seen in his life.

It's reassuring too, a twist in his gut as he realises yet again that they're both stumbling through this.]

Yes. Anything. Of course.

[He curls one hand around the side of Taako's face, fingers pressing and weaving into the hair around his ear, the closest he dares get to touching them without making it obvious what he's looking at.]

Three months of absence I think deserves that much.

[He speaks as if he really does believe he has to make it up to Taako. As if he wasn't trapped, too.]

[pocketspa]

[Oh, he says anything, and desire claws at his gut, surging forward into action. He can save this. Kravitz is giving him an inch and he's about to take a continent.]

Deserves? Babe, we haven't even gotten into balances owed.

[He hooks his left leg around Kravitz' right, pressing his foot on the ground onto his tiptoes to press their bodies close and roll his hips in a very, very purposeful position.]

C'mon. Enough talk.

[knockthemdead]

[It's not like he didn't understand what they were talking about, or like he's not used to Taako being Taako, but the way they're suddenly flush against each other comes as a surprise all the same. It's a very different kind of twist in his gut now, and Kravitz is achingly aware of just how long it really has been. How much he wants this.]

You might be right.

[And then he's tilting his head down to press a kiss to Taako's jaw, work his way down to his neck as that hand tugs his hair back out of the way. They did just have a very serious discussion, but it feels like it ended pretty well, actually, and Kravitz feels good about it. About Taako.

Sue him, he wants to make out with his boyfriend. He missed this disaster elf.]

[pocketspa]

[He laughs, and it actually feels right. Something private, just for them, just the feeling of Kravitz' lips on him, the way his hands snake upward and fist into Kravitz' hair as he tilts his head back.]

Darling, I'm always right.

[And he will in no way complain.]