[ look he's not totally incorrect to be startled by this. it is objectively insane to start making out with a glitchy hologram but for all knows he might not see him again for a while and won't be missing the opportunity. it's probably a little crunchy all things considered.
he laughs when he's grabbed though, winding an arm around what is hopefully his waist and pulling him in, still grinning into the kiss. ]
[ IT'S FUNNIER NOW IS THE PROBLEM. he was considering being a smartass but i guess kissing can win out over that for the moment, he's pretty into this big and bossy thing, letting him take the lead. trying not to laugh!!!! trying not to laugh. ]
[This time when he leans close, he bites Lucien's lips like before, but it isn't sudden and rushed. More of a slow and purposeful bite, not one brought on by reflexive annoyance.]
[ he does, finally, stop laughing - winding an arm around his waist and pulling him in again, groaning at the bite. never let anyone claim he's not a bit of a masochist. ]
he is relishing the fact that there is weight to the touch, even if he doesn't look quite correct and is somewhat like making out with a breaker box. it's hard to mind it when it feels kind of silly and fun which is not something he feels that often anymore. winding a hand over one of the horns, snorting softly. ]
[He sort of sucks his teeth quietly at the teasing, closing the eye belonging to the side of the horn Lucien is feeling up.
His turn to have a tail that sort of thrashes back and forth by his ankles like a cat, something he doesn't even realize he's doing. It bops the side of Lucien's legs as it swings too far around, and he flickers each time.]
No, but I have been shocked a few times. Occupational hazard.
[ pretty adorable, actually, though it freaks him out when he flickers. he's not allowed to leave yet. is this supposed to be exposure therapy to not instantly want to attack any other purple tiefling on sight like a wolf. and is it too furry if he flicks his tail over to wind with the one hitting his ankle? imagine two tieflings ... ]
I could have done the Rite of the Storm and turned my blood to lightning, but Cree picked that one and she accused me of wanting to copy her if I choose it and Brev had already picked fire and I wasn't about to copy her so I got stuck with ice. Horseshit.
[Yes, this is Lucien's exposure therapy. The hilarious irony that one of the only Tieflings I could find quickly with Viktor's vibe is purple. Forced exposure therapy now only.
The tail thumping stops, but Viktor's winds a bit up Lucien's like a vine, holding onto it, swaying.] Ice isn't so bad... At least now you're cool. [He perks with curious interest at the first part as if he didn't just dole out more awful puns, and doing so makes the stupid jewelry sound like a wind chime.]
[ PHYSICALLY PAINFUL. Lucien just looks like he has a terrible migraine for a long moment. Did Viktor always do puns? Maybe he's made a horrible mistake here. reaching over to flick him on the nose for that. ]
It-- [ no he can't get over this pun. ] Did you really just say that?
[Damn, can't a twink give a silly little twink pun? He's actually kind of sassy and dumb when he isn't being crushed beneath the weight of bad self-esteem and guilt. Wow!
His nose scrunches up!!]
What? Is it not true, Master of Ice? You're "cool"? You know, ice and all. You just don't want to laugh because you know I'm right.
[ he does, despite himself, almost fucking smile at it and he hates himself for it. stupid. a really stupid pun. unfortunately he likes him when he's sassy and dumb, though, you know, don't get too goody two-shoes here. ]
That was when I was starting out, I've moved onto turning my blood into psychic energy now. So more of a mind-blowing situation.
[ he is ... laughing. it's a little unhinged sounding but that could just be how he laughs, hissing an oi at him as his pointy ear gets grabbed, still looking very pleased with himself. ]
I never said I couldn't keep up with wordplay, I simply don't respect it.
[NOT THE MADMAN LAUGHTER. He releases the ear, but only after pulling on it in retribution a few more time.]
Weren't you an actor? What do you mean, you don't respect it? Oh, sorry, I forgot: you were busy doing all of the villainous monologuing. No time for wordplay.
[The tail is occupied, the hands are occupied. Nothing else to do except bite Lucien right on the cheek. He is never this full of lunacy, Lucien is rubbing off on him. Maybe it's the Tiefling.]
Exactly, exactly. Wordplay is for heroes and comedic side-characters. The villain can have jokes, but they aren't puns.
[ its probably just the lucien aura, where everyone around him goes completely insane slowly over a long period of time. he fucking laughs at being bitten on the cheek, twitching his head away and then grabbing him by the stupid horn and tugging him into a real kiss again. the aggression is being redirected. ]
Well, I think villains should definitely have more--
[NEVERMIND. They should have more puns, whatever.
He misses when the kisses weren't crunchy, but he hums against Lucien's mouth anyway. The tail slips loose, and initially, it was supposed to loop around the back of one of Lucien's knees and the calf... but it gets caught instead raised and swishing happily behind him from side to side.]
[ villains should have more puns. viktor is correct on this one, but probably not the moment he wants to be winning an argument in.
lucien slides a hand down his waist to pull him in at the hip, moving to kiss him over the jaw instead, down the side of his neck. he tries very hard not to grin too hard at the tail going. ]
[He props his hips up without much hesitation, using his arms around Lucien's shoulders to keep balance.
His head ducks and his shoulders lift for a second or two shyly, ticklish, but then his head tips a little over to make room. The tail sticks straight up suddenly, much like how straight his back gets after a shiver. Very ! in physical form.]
[ he pauses - not so much stopping as slowing down - nipping him on the side of the neck lightly. it's not like he can leave marks, it's VR and biting probably just makes him glitch, but you know. stubborn. ]
Hm?
[ it's a question but also, he has an Idea of what he is doing here. ]
[The arms curl a bit. His head shifts like he really wants to duck it and lift a shoulder again, but he's resisting. Instead, he makes a little noise which is a cross between a pleased hum and a grunt, and he flickers.]
[ he tries to ignore the flickering, but it makes him curl his hand at his hip even tighter - claws pinpricking. possessive. where does he think he's flickering off to. kissing him again on the jaw, grinning at that. ]
Got to admit, a bit curious how this all works. If it all feels the same.
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he laughs when he's grabbed though, winding an arm around what is hopefully his waist and pulling him in, still grinning into the kiss. ]
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It starts big and a little bossy, but then he pauses because he can feel Lucien grinning.]
Stop laughing, you. It's not funny.
[KISSES HIM BEFORE HE CAN BE A SMARTASS.]
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Lucien can have one good kiss before he pulls back again, HIGHLY EMBARRASSED. He can feel you trying not to laugh!!!]
If you laugh, I'll headbutt you with my new horns.
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I'm not laughing at you, arsehole.
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[This time when he leans close, he bites Lucien's lips like before, but it isn't sudden and rushed. More of a slow and purposeful bite, not one brought on by reflexive annoyance.]
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[ he does, finally, stop laughing - winding an arm around his waist and pulling him in again, groaning at the bite. never let anyone claim he's not a bit of a masochist. ]
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Now you're not.
[He drapes his arms over Lucien's shoulders, jingling stupidly the whole way to bodily assimilation. He leans on Lucien's chest anyway.]
Kind of staticky... Like kissing a live wire.
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he is relishing the fact that there is weight to the touch, even if he doesn't look quite correct and is somewhat like making out with a breaker box. it's hard to mind it when it feels kind of silly and fun which is not something he feels that often anymore. winding a hand over one of the horns, snorting softly. ]
Something you've tried before?
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His turn to have a tail that sort of thrashes back and forth by his ankles like a cat, something he doesn't even realize he's doing. It bops the side of Lucien's legs as it swings too far around, and he flickers each time.]
No, but I have been shocked a few times. Occupational hazard.
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I could have done the Rite of the Storm and turned my blood to lightning, but Cree picked that one and she accused me of wanting to copy her if I choose it and Brev had already picked fire and I wasn't about to copy her so I got stuck with ice. Horseshit.
[ its hard being 14. ]
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The tail thumping stops, but Viktor's winds a bit up Lucien's like a vine, holding onto it, swaying.] Ice isn't so bad... At least now you're cool. [He perks with curious interest at the first part as if he didn't just dole out more awful puns, and doing so makes the stupid jewelry sound like a wind chime.]
"Rite of the Storm"...? What were the rites like?
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It-- [ no he can't get over this pun. ] Did you really just say that?
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His nose scrunches up!!]
What? Is it not true, Master of Ice? You're "cool"? You know, ice and all. You just don't want to laugh because you know I'm right.
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That was when I was starting out, I've moved onto turning my blood into psychic energy now. So more of a mind-blowing situation.
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WH-- Very quickly, he reaches up to yank on one of Lucien's ears. The tail wrapped around Lucien's is yanking on that, too.]
Now, you cannot even think to make fun of me after that! You're just as bad!
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I never said I couldn't keep up with wordplay, I simply don't respect it.
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Weren't you an actor? What do you mean, you don't respect it? Oh, sorry, I forgot: you were busy doing all of the villainous monologuing. No time for wordplay.
[The tail is occupied, the hands are occupied. Nothing else to do except bite Lucien right on the cheek. He is never this full of lunacy, Lucien is rubbing off on him. Maybe it's the Tiefling.]
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[ its probably just the lucien aura, where everyone around him goes completely insane slowly over a long period of time. he fucking laughs at being bitten on the cheek, twitching his head away and then grabbing him by the stupid horn and tugging him into a real kiss again. the aggression is being redirected. ]
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[NEVERMIND. They should have more puns, whatever.
He misses when the kisses weren't crunchy, but he hums against Lucien's mouth anyway. The tail slips loose, and initially, it was supposed to loop around the back of one of Lucien's knees and the calf... but it gets caught instead raised and swishing happily behind him from side to side.]
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lucien slides a hand down his waist to pull him in at the hip, moving to kiss him over the jaw instead, down the side of his neck. he tries very hard not to grin too hard at the tail going. ]
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His head ducks and his shoulders lift for a second or two shyly, ticklish, but then his head tips a little over to make room. The tail sticks straight up suddenly, much like how straight his back gets after a shiver. Very ! in physical form.]
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Hm?
[ it's a question but also, he has an Idea of what he is doing here. ]
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That's tickles.
[The tail is swishing again, but very languidly.]
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Got to admit, a bit curious how this all works. If it all feels the same.
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