AUDIENCE FOR: Kaeya

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Didn't say you should open your eyes.

[ wow.

that seems a little teasing, though, they take the cup. kaeya can't see their face, but he can probably feel the eye contact. it doesn't break, as they lift the cup to their mouth and take a sip. ]

Appreciating flavors that intermingle can be an experience in and of itself.

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[ that's unfair, you can't say that and expect him not to get a little pink in the face. ]

Didn't realize you were giving orders on this particular little outing.

[ stop making eye contact under the veil, that's somehow even more unsettling (don't)! he does hum with his chin in his hand. ]

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[ they see that pink. :) ]

Didn't you say you were in the best hands to learn?

[ oh, the insinuation there. they set the cup down, delicately, letting it clink into porcelain. ] Or are you the sort of student who misbehaves?

[callalilies]

[ wow. ]

Just to see what they can get away with, perhaps.

[ but he closes his eye once more, as if to make up for the brief disobedience, scooting into the table just a bit more. ]

And perhaps the threat of consequences to follow can be interesting depending on the teacher.

But... do continue.

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I expect nothing less than perfection from mine. Consequences might be severe.

[ fufu. they sound very amused, actually.

they pluck up the angel food cake, then take one of the berries off the top of it. kaeya will hear fabric against the table, and then, aquila's voice, closer. ]

Open.

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[ a pause as he hears the shifting of fabric. he moves his ankle softly against his leg underneath the table until he can anchor himself. and then he parts his lips.

he'll be good for now. ]

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Eyes stay closed.

[ a little warning, but - when they put the berry in his mouth, kaeya can feel bare skin, and not the touch of a glove.

they push his mouth shut with one finger under his chin. ]

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[ he's still behaving. shocking, but maybe he's also just stunned at the quiet that fills his ears from the sheer act of having something placed inside of his mouth. he stays still, though a finger curls a bit against the table for a moment as the one beneath his chin pushes his mouth shut. he can taste the juice that dribbles out just a bit from where his tongue crushes it a little against the roof of his mouth: tart, bright. ]

Mmhm?

[ soft, a question, still with his mouth still shut because it's rude to talk with your mouth full, right? his eye is still closed for sure, no peeking. he'll keep playing along, though his tongue flicks out briefly, staining a bit of his lip. ]

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[ the joke i wanted to make here but held back from. you're welcome.

that's better. aquila makes a soft noise, approving - kaeya will feel their thumb come up under his lip to wipe something away. ]

Yes? [ go ahead. ] Swallow first. Don't speak with your mouth full.

[ the innuendo. again. ]

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[ delicately, he chews and swallows, indulging in the flavor that mingles with the floral edge the tea has left behind from his first taste.

the thumb wipes and his hand lifts to grasp the sleeve a moment, thumb searching blindly for the skin of a pulse. ]

It's perfect... you should have some too.

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[ he can grasp, and find their pulse. it's beating a little quickly - their skin is cold to the touch, though it seems to get warmer at the brush of someone else's hand.

in the meantime, aquila's other hand, gloved, comes up, and presses over kaeya's eyes. no peeking. ]

Are you offering?

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[ no peeking. he doesn't even try. he does stroke his thumb along the pulse slowly, remaining as he is. the hand covering his eye earns the barest flutter of a lash in acknowledgement, but the eye does remain shut. his fingers curl around their wrist, but just to simply hold. touch. ]

I am.

Do you accept?

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[ he might feel the sensation of goosebumps across aquila's skin when he does that. they're sensitive.

at the request...they hum, and turn their wrist in his hand - pressing two bared fingers to his lower lip. ]

Open. [ :3c ]

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[ a small chill runs through him in response, and he holds loosely still as their wrist turns. two fingers on his lip earn compliance, knees bumping under the table now. he strokes the spur of aquila's wrist with the pad of his thumb back and forth.

upon parting his lips again, his tongue prods at bared fingertips playfully before returning to behaving politely, stained darker by the berry. ]

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[ kaeya can feel aquila leaning over, when their knees bump together. it's not that far - at this distance, though, with his eyes closed, kaeya will find some things are easy to pick up on. the feeling of his pulse jumping a bit, at the thumb. and... mainly, aquila himself often smells like flowers, but today, there's a medicinal tinge to him, too.

however, kaeya might also not be thinking that much with his brain, considering aquila hums; ] Close. [ and presses his elegant fingers against that berry stained tongue. ]

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[ gendering your own npc wow

kaeya is actually very full of thoughts when he's being touched or handled in any way. the touch to his tongue earns a very unexpected stillness as he takes in every detail, including the medicinal tinge, the feeling of their fingertips. he closes his lips around them, tongue pushing up between them briefly to acquaint itself. ]

Mm.

[ he's not soundless. it isn't like him. impulse flashes: he swallows around them the once. but otherwise, he is waiting patiently. under aquila's hand over his eye, lashes flutter again, not in effort to open, but simply a physical response. ]

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[ ive been gendering them this entire thread you been known

there's faint pressure, as they press the pads of their fingertips down, letting kaeya explore, letting him swallow, letting him react as he'd like. their pulse picks up again, rabbit fast.

... a few moments pass like this, hinging on something. they hum, sound like they might have a particularly wicked smile on their face. ] Open again.

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[ LOOK sometimes i check and it startles me /shakes u i'm flying to ur house right now.

but he hums curiously this time around his fingers, giving one last soft pull before opening up again. aquila can probably feel the heat from his face against his hand. he can hear his heartbeat in his ears as his fingers splay a little more, lips parting with a final swipe of his tongue. ]

Ahh... ?

[ he smooths his thumb over the thrumming pulse, delighting in the sheer ability to feel it, skin to skin, sword calluses dragging slowly over it.

his other hand traverses the table slowly, carefully, finds the crook of aquila's elbow and holds. the implication: stay close as if they're not already at this table doing... this. ]

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[ im flying to your house i hate this thread "you started this" i hate

since kaeya is so thorough, he may also notice that aquila has a lot of callouses, too. his hands are soft, on the top, but the bottom surface is rougher. the thumb at his pulse can feel a scar, too, just a bit of roughened skin.

aquila pulls his hand back and away from his mouth. there's the sound of shifting fabric, again - something softer than the starchy sound of the uniform from before. as held, he doesn't go particularly far, but hums. ] Good.

[ aquila lifts his hand off of kaeya's eyes.

as he does, kaeya can see the way aquila's ungloved hand disappears under the veil - the hint of a smirk, through layers of fabric - and the way he must've closed his mouth around his own fingers with a little pop. ]

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[ come at me can't wait for ppl to see this at unlocks and be like "what a fucking pair of sluts"

but

wha—

wait.

wait.

kaeya's eye opens and...

oh.

he's not a stranger to the absolute decadence of the act, but the sheer audacity that he's offered him a taste and watches as the hand disappears and the wet sound of aquila tasting his mouth underneath his veil. he swallows, heart still racing as he watches. ]

Still can't take it off, hm?

[ he still holds a bit of aquila's sleeve, his eye speaking volumes about the envy he has for the fingers that disappear underneath the veil. unfair. ]

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[ hmmm. there's a wicked little smile, as they pull their hand back. ]

The uniform or the veil?

[ AQUILA. ]

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[ i literally predicted this answer. ]

Hahah.

But... just the veil.

[ oddly sincere. he picks up a berry from the cake and pops it into his own mouth. ]

Don't really care about the clothes. I want to meet your eyes.

[ a soft squeeze to his arm. ]

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[ yeah. wow! hey. sincerity. he doesn't know how to deal with that, actually, not nearly as well as he can deal with being flirty!

he pulls back, though, going to gather a napkin and clean his hands. ]

Unfortunately, that won't be happening anytime soon. [ a hum. ] Shame, because my eyes are very pretty.

[ ok ] You'll just have to live with the mystery, I'm afraid.

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[ he laughs, but doesn't pull away, resting his cheek on his knuckles. ]

I thought about as much. Couldn't help myself... your voice is just very...

[ he trails off, shaking his head. he is going to take another sip of tea, even if it's probably a little cooler now. ] Do you hand-feed everyone you bring here, then?

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Attractive? Thanks. Yours isn't so bad, either.

[ they are so smug and for what. anyway, kaeya saying that does seem to remind them of something; the slightly gravelly tone returns, as aquila goes to settle back down in a chair, and then laughs. ]

Mmm... are you fishing for me to tell you you're special?