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( continued from here! )
A shopping trip? Oh, no, I couldn't — I do earn a stipend as a member of the council, but I think my wages would be better off going to the betterment of Verona than... whatever this is between Anthony and myself.
[ but bless you, rosetta, for doing the lord's work... helping twinks get laid??? ]
You seem rather accustomed to this, if you don't mind my saying. Do members of your crew often solicit you for romantic advice?
A shopping trip? Oh, no, I couldn't — I do earn a stipend as a member of the council, but I think my wages would be better off going to the betterment of Verona than... whatever this is between Anthony and myself.
[ but bless you, rosetta, for doing the lord's work... helping twinks get laid??? ]
You seem rather accustomed to this, if you don't mind my saying. Do members of your crew often solicit you for romantic advice?
Edited 2020-09-13 15:06 (UTC)
Mm, you could call it that. There's nothing wrong in wanting to see a good friend find happiness in the arms of another, is there?
[ more importantly: ]
Surely not all of your compensation goes towards the betterment of Verona? There must be things you'd like to purchase for yourself.
[ more importantly: ]
Surely not all of your compensation goes towards the betterment of Verona? There must be things you'd like to purchase for yourself.
It's wonderful to wish for the happiness of the ones you hold dearest to you, but it doesn't hurt either to live as your own person.
What dreams do you think about chasing, when there's no one else around?
[ She'll get back to dick pics for the moment. ]
What dreams do you think about chasing, when there's no one else around?
[ She'll get back to dick pics for the moment. ]
[ rosetta no............ let's forget about the dick pics, they're embarrassing!! never mind that he asked about them first... ]
Dreams...? I
[ there's a bit of a suspicious pause. ]
never had any in particular I suppose
I wanted to be of use to Lord Romeo. But now he's a lord no longer. I'll have to find my own path, I suppose. Something...
Dreams...? I
[ there's a bit of a suspicious pause. ]
never had any in particular I suppose
I wanted to be of use to Lord Romeo. But now he's a lord no longer. I'll have to find my own path, I suppose. Something...
It's never too late to start dreaming.
[ How old was she when she'd first started nourishing her own dreams, independent of the instructions programmed within her? Far older than Benvolio, she suspects.
But hmm. ]
Something...?
[ Don't leave her hanging, bro. ]
[ How old was she when she'd first started nourishing her own dreams, independent of the instructions programmed within her? Far older than Benvolio, she suspects.
But hmm. ]
Something...?
[ Don't leave her hanging, bro. ]
oh um
[ it wasn't actually a thought that he had finished, but at her prompting (and because he's a good boy), he'll try to complete it: ]
Something... exciting, I suppose? Something romantic...
I've never felt more happy than when I "acted" the role of Titania alongside Lord Romeo, so...
I suppose the acting I do at the Rose Theater is a means of filling that void?
But it's missing something, and I don't know what.
Sorry. I shouldn't put my life problems on you like this.
[ it wasn't actually a thought that he had finished, but at her prompting (and because he's a good boy), he'll try to complete it: ]
Something... exciting, I suppose? Something romantic...
I've never felt more happy than when I "acted" the role of Titania alongside Lord Romeo, so...
I suppose the acting I do at the Rose Theater is a means of filling that void?
But it's missing something, and I don't know what.
Sorry. I shouldn't put my life problems on you like this.
( continued from here! )
[ ummm obviously the aftersex purrs are the best part. actually, he should probably be more honest about how much he enjoys that sort of thing, but he tries not to talk too much about leona's more lion-esque characteristics, mostly because he doesn't want it to seem as if that's the only thing he enjoys about leona... ]
Of course I'll miss you. Is that even a question?
But we can call each other...
I'd text you "good night" and "good morning" every day, but I wouldn't want to interrupt your sleeping time
[ ummm obviously the aftersex purrs are the best part. actually, he should probably be more honest about how much he enjoys that sort of thing, but he tries not to talk too much about leona's more lion-esque characteristics, mostly because he doesn't want it to seem as if that's the only thing he enjoys about leona... ]
Of course I'll miss you. Is that even a question?
But we can call each other...
I'd text you "good night" and "good morning" every day, but I wouldn't want to interrupt your sleeping time
[ honestly, it would easier to find offense if it were anyone else but benvolio making such comments... but it's pretty difficult to assume malice in anything the demure blonde does. leona would find it amusing, as he does regarding most things benvolio does, and not hesitate to make it an opportunity to tease... as he does with most things benvolio does. ]
you've won my favor so i'll allow your interruptions
[ almost because, lbr, he's almost always sleeping anyway. ]
we can send photos too
you never did return the favor before...
you've won my favor so i'll allow your interruptions
[ almost because, lbr, he's almost always sleeping anyway. ]
we can send photos too
you never did return the favor before...
[ perhaps that's a thought for later... but for now, the day benvolio admits that he wants to grab leona's tail is the day he possessively slaps leona's ass as he's walking by. which is to say: possibly never.
also, damn it, of course he remembered the stupid photos. ]
Well, you didn't remember to help me take them!
I never said that you couldn't...
I just don't really know how I should pose...
but
...I'd make a video for you if you wanted me to
by myself? or with you? either way
also, damn it, of course he remembered the stupid photos. ]
Well, you didn't remember to help me take them!
I never said that you couldn't...
I just don't really know how I should pose...
but
...I'd make a video for you if you wanted me to
by myself? or with you? either way
[ a shame... he would have liked to see how bright red benvolio's face turned immediately after realizing what he just did. ]
skipping photos entirely and jumping straight to videos?
why mr. advisor how shameless!
[ ok but that's actually getting leona pretty hard just thinking about it, did benvolio just accidentally sext successfully— ]
skipping photos entirely and jumping straight to videos?
why mr. advisor how shameless!
[ ok but that's actually getting leona pretty hard just thinking about it, did benvolio just accidentally sext successfully— ]
[ crimson, honestly. actually, benvolio's getting a bit hard imagining it himself: leona, phone in hand, capturing every second of his thick hard cock slamming into benvolio's slick glossy hole —
he is supposed to be getting ready for work. (probably not gonna happen now. he could also just tell juliet he's taking a sick day, really.) ]
well it's just
when I think about you looking at a photo of me, I want every part of it to be perfect
and it'll never be that perfect!
but when it's a video it can be more... it's more about the moment?
And...
I usually don't like to look at myself
but if you're in it too then I might really enjoy it
...You look incredible from every angle, too, and I want to see that when we're having sex...
[ this is a weird kind of sexting but possibly the only sexting benvolio does... ]
he is supposed to be getting ready for work. (probably not gonna happen now. he could also just tell juliet he's taking a sick day, really.) ]
well it's just
when I think about you looking at a photo of me, I want every part of it to be perfect
and it'll never be that perfect!
but when it's a video it can be more... it's more about the moment?
And...
I usually don't like to look at myself
but if you're in it too then I might really enjoy it
...You look incredible from every angle, too, and I want to see that when we're having sex...
[ this is a weird kind of sexting but possibly the only sexting benvolio does... ]
[ sentimental and sexy — that's benvolio, isn't it? and here leona can't help but find himself further charmed. there must be something in the verona air... ]
silly herbivore
[ it's almost become a term of endearment... really! ]
do you think someone unremarkable would captivate me so much?
though maybe it's fortunate you don't seem to see how beautiful you are
i'm quick to jealousy you see [ and a myriad of other awful emotions ]
adding so much confidence would make you so delicious i'll worry some other fools would have the courage to stare too long
[ but anyway. enough about his slightly possessive and murderous tendencies....,, ]
the next time i lay you down it will be in front of a mirror
so you can see yourself as i record you
how breathtaking you look with pleasure all over your face
silly herbivore
[ it's almost become a term of endearment... really! ]
do you think someone unremarkable would captivate me so much?
though maybe it's fortunate you don't seem to see how beautiful you are
i'm quick to jealousy you see [ and a myriad of other awful emotions ]
adding so much confidence would make you so delicious i'll worry some other fools would have the courage to stare too long
[ but anyway. enough about his slightly possessive and murderous tendencies....,, ]
the next time i lay you down it will be in front of a mirror
so you can see yourself as i record you
how breathtaking you look with pleasure all over your face
[ this is all getting much too steamy for benvolio, who has officially decided that he can't think about work while he's in this state (meeting leona has truly tanked his productivity, though he still manages to get done in a few hours what takes most people a whole day). further compounding leona's possessive and murderous tendencies is the fact that benvolio always seems to have enjoyed being leona's — a jealous hand on his shoulder or territorial embrace doesn't arouse any kind of fear in him, but instead makes him feel special and wanted...
his next few texts are uncharacteristically imperfect, which perhaps signals to leona what he's done to little lord prim-and-proper. ]
tell me more
how are you going to pleasure me?
Have you noticed that I like it when you're rough with me?
When you pin my wrists down or hold my ankles
it makes me feel like I can't get away from you
ravaging me like a beast
his next few texts are uncharacteristically imperfect, which perhaps signals to leona what he's done to little lord prim-and-proper. ]
tell me more
how are you going to pleasure me?
Have you noticed that I like it when you're rough with me?
When you pin my wrists down or hold my ankles
it makes me feel like I can't get away from you
ravaging me like a beast
[ benvolio seems to be making a habit of wandering into the raunchier side of things without meaning to... but quickly making a home for himself instead of turning tail and leaving. is it a masochistic type of resolve that has him committing, or is he simply discovering the more hedonist parts of his personality coming to fruition... leona himself can't be so sure just yet, but he's been having a great time witnessing it all play out right in front of him.
speaking of, how he wishes he could see benvolio right now... how pretty the red on his cheeks must be right now. a veritable bait for a hunter like leona. ]
there are still mamy depths of your body i need to thoroughly explore
i want you coming from my tongue and fingers alone, at least once each
and then bring you to completion again without once touching you, except for my cock buried deep within
do you know how sweet you sing when you're close? it makes me want to fuck you harder into the mattress so i can keep those sounds all to myself
[ ever the hedonist himself, leona has already spread himself out on the very same armchair benvolio first tasted him on. cock already out of his silks, free hand lazily stroking himself to full thickness.
and, yeah, he is definitely shameless enough to send a picture of that unprompted. ]
see how hard you make me with just the thought of you, benvolio?
it's no wonder i'm so rough when i finally get my hands and mouth on you
speaking of, how he wishes he could see benvolio right now... how pretty the red on his cheeks must be right now. a veritable bait for a hunter like leona. ]
there are still mamy depths of your body i need to thoroughly explore
i want you coming from my tongue and fingers alone, at least once each
and then bring you to completion again without once touching you, except for my cock buried deep within
do you know how sweet you sing when you're close? it makes me want to fuck you harder into the mattress so i can keep those sounds all to myself
[ ever the hedonist himself, leona has already spread himself out on the very same armchair benvolio first tasted him on. cock already out of his silks, free hand lazily stroking himself to full thickness.
and, yeah, he is definitely shameless enough to send a picture of that unprompted. ]
see how hard you make me with just the thought of you, benvolio?
it's no wonder i'm so rough when i finally get my hands and mouth on you
Edited 2020-09-20 19:35 (UTC)
[ benvolio doesn't respond immediately, which has perhaps become a mildly irritating habit of his —
— but he doesn't keep the prince waiting for too long. a video soon answers the filth leona's written. benvolio's thighs and long legs come into view — then his sweet little cock, already slick with need and being pumped by his pretty fingers. he's quiet at first, and the camera isn't entirely steady, but his stroking is urgent, and then he moans: "leona..."
he shifts a little in his bed, breathing increasingly erratic, still stroking and pumping and teasing himself; his hips start to buck a little bit into his own hand. his palm is too slick for it to be his precum alone; he's opted for some lotion or some oil perhaps, a little assistance, but whichever he's chosen, it makes it easy to see the gleam of his throbbing cock in the low morning light.
"leona, i — i love you," benvolio breathes, then he moans low and long, toes curling as he comes messy and hot into his hand, staining his fingers with his own cum. his thighs quiver long after he rides out the wave of his orgasm — then the video ends.
he does have one more thing to add: ]
💦
look at what you've done to me
— but he doesn't keep the prince waiting for too long. a video soon answers the filth leona's written. benvolio's thighs and long legs come into view — then his sweet little cock, already slick with need and being pumped by his pretty fingers. he's quiet at first, and the camera isn't entirely steady, but his stroking is urgent, and then he moans: "leona..."
he shifts a little in his bed, breathing increasingly erratic, still stroking and pumping and teasing himself; his hips start to buck a little bit into his own hand. his palm is too slick for it to be his precum alone; he's opted for some lotion or some oil perhaps, a little assistance, but whichever he's chosen, it makes it easy to see the gleam of his throbbing cock in the low morning light.
"leona, i — i love you," benvolio breathes, then he moans low and long, toes curling as he comes messy and hot into his hand, staining his fingers with his own cum. his thighs quiver long after he rides out the wave of his orgasm — then the video ends.
he does have one more thing to add: ]
💦
look at what you've done to me
im screaming is this the first l-bomb LMFAKMDKSK
[ in a shocking twist, benvolio is the one now currently left on read, as leona struggles to process what just happened. (it doesn't help that he's attempting to do all this critical thinking right on the cusp of an orgasm, because he had already been stroking himself along to the first watch of the video, paused when he heard those carelessly uttered words, watched it a second time to hear it better, and then finally a third so he can finish himself off and think past the heady haze of lust still clinging onto his arousal.)
spent now, a mess made along his abdomen and free hand, leona sits back in his chair to ponder over his options over the erratic thumping of his tail.
when he finally gets around to responding, its curtness belies the torrent of emotions and thoughts swirling around inside of him. ]
come to my room
now
spent now, a mess made along his abdomen and free hand, leona sits back in his chair to ponder over his options over the erratic thumping of his tail.
when he finally gets around to responding, its curtness belies the torrent of emotions and thoughts swirling around inside of him. ]
come to my room
now
[ what? is benvolio's first reaction, followed by why? and, of course, the usual panicking that maybe he's done the wrong thing, displeased leona somehow. maybe he shouldn't have phrased his last text as an imperative? but leona's never been that sensitive about that kind of thing in the past!
nevertheless, after a quick confirmation to juliet that, yes, he won't be in the office today, picked up a bad cold maybe, benvolio slips out of his room and sneaks off to leona's quarters as usual. he's a little more disheveled than usual, being that he's only wearing a plain white shirt (the kind of frilly thing he always wears underneath his blue and gold accoutrements) over his pants and boots; his ponytail has a few more flyaways than usual. but he'll show up at leona's doorstep soon enough, a little pink-cheeked but otherwise none the worse for wear. ]
...I'm here...?
nevertheless, after a quick confirmation to juliet that, yes, he won't be in the office today, picked up a bad cold maybe, benvolio slips out of his room and sneaks off to leona's quarters as usual. he's a little more disheveled than usual, being that he's only wearing a plain white shirt (the kind of frilly thing he always wears underneath his blue and gold accoutrements) over his pants and boots; his ponytail has a few more flyaways than usual. but he'll show up at leona's doorstep soon enough, a little pink-cheeked but otherwise none the worse for wear. ]
...I'm here...?
Not at all. I did ask, after all.
[ Also humans are just so fascinating to observe. She's gotta cram all this in now while she can, after 300-odd years. ]
Do you think it's missing someone? Perhaps this someone you'd like to see more pictures of?
[ And we're back to the dick pics. ]
[ Also humans are just so fascinating to observe. She's gotta cram all this in now while she can, after 300-odd years. ]
Do you think it's missing someone? Perhaps this someone you'd like to see more pictures of?
[ And we're back to the dick pics. ]
Anthony...? Well...
He was certainly a comfort when I needed it...
And he has many good points: a handsome face, a kind heart...
But he can be rather strange. He can be gentle, but he can be self-absorbed, too. I do like seeing him, but I don't know that he'd help... fill a void.
[ wow did he just say that anthony is only good for dick pics??? RUDE.
no but like!! he's a nice guy but is he The One? ]
But it isn't as if anyone else comes to mind.
He was certainly a comfort when I needed it...
And he has many good points: a handsome face, a kind heart...
But he can be rather strange. He can be gentle, but he can be self-absorbed, too. I do like seeing him, but I don't know that he'd help... fill a void.
[ wow did he just say that anthony is only good for dick pics??? RUDE.
no but like!! he's a nice guy but is he The One? ]
But it isn't as if anyone else comes to mind.
[ leona had heard — smelled — benvolio approaching far before the blonde had even had to speak. that's why, when he announces himself, he would have barely a second to react as the door opens suddenly, and a strong hand comes shooting through the space to grab his arm and tug him in. it's all so quick that the slamming of the door seems to coincide with benvolio's back colliding against it as leona pushes him up against the wood, crowding around and bearing down on the smaller man to steal himself a searing kiss that's more befitting for one in the midst of the throes of passion than any kind of greeting.
when he pulls away, it's only because he needs the breath, but he has already slid his body up against benvolio's so closely that there's really no escape for him either way. a hand has buried itself in the advisor's hair, completely destroying what had remained of his ponytail. ]
Did you mean it?
when he pulls away, it's only because he needs the breath, but he has already slid his body up against benvolio's so closely that there's really no escape for him either way. a hand has buried itself in the advisor's hair, completely destroying what had remained of his ponytail. ]
Did you mean it?
[ benvolio is caught off-guard by this — all of this — but the frightening thing is how much he likes it. what little fear the advisor feels is completely indistinguishable from another thrill of arousal as he looks up into leona's bright green eyes, tousled and breathless, completely at his prince's mercy. what a greeting. he wants more, but more than that, he wants to stay warm and snug in leona's arms just like this. ]
"Mean it"...?
[ uncomprehending at first, recognition slowly dawns in benvolio's eyes. this close, leona will be able to see his pupils blown wide, the slow flush of pink creeping over his cheeks as he slowly starts to piece together why the lion prince is behaving so oddly. denial, as always, kicks in first. well, yes, he said it, but — surely all this can't be because benvolio said he loved him...? ]
O-Of course I meant it.
"Mean it"...?
[ uncomprehending at first, recognition slowly dawns in benvolio's eyes. this close, leona will be able to see his pupils blown wide, the slow flush of pink creeping over his cheeks as he slowly starts to piece together why the lion prince is behaving so oddly. denial, as always, kicks in first. well, yes, he said it, but — surely all this can't be because benvolio said he loved him...? ]
O-Of course I meant it.
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