Lord Chris Sonom (
chrisisofaith) wrote2020-08-20 12:31 pm
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You've reached Chris Sonom, previously of Melvaunt Deismyr, please leave a message.
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Dress light by the way. It'll just be us but the clothes may come off.
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Knowing your terrible clothing allergy, I'll be surprised if you last five minutes.
I'll see you then, Lux. I'm looking forward to it.
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[He grins back at him and winks.]
I'll meet you at the elevators tomorrow.
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Quick question. My Dom wants to know if you're magical at all. I mean, I think you are but I'm thinking our definitions differ a lot.
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Very smooth, well done. I can do magic, yes. I'm a death cleric. Comes from the goddess of the dead back home. Are they an anti-magic sort?
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[His tone turns from joking to serious, but it's still very fond.]
You know you don't have to do anything fancy, right? I just like spending time with you.
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[Buuuut before he hangs up...]
Does this mean you'll walk me to the door and kiss me goodnight?
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[He laughs. He set himself up for that.]
Well, only if you're good, of course. Now, goodnight.
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Night, handsome.
[And you can bet he'll be there tomorrow on time. And in an outfit (that has yet to be determined by the other thread) which resembles this.]
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He closed the distance between them and leaned up for a kiss. First thing’s first, of course.
When he pulled back, his grin had turned into a teasing smirk.]
Look at you: actually wearing more'n your skin. I’m in awe.
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Well, I can always fix that later. But I can make it to the beach first.
[That's the first hint. They're going to the beach.]
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Though, the mention of the beach has him tightening his hold on the fabric and he looks up at Lux like the sun has just risen because of him.]
The beach? Really?
[He gave a small huff of a laugh.]
I got in trouble cause I kept tryna sneak up here just to go to the beach. Did you ask someone or did you just guess?
[It had to have been a guess, Chris hadn't told anyone but Jon. Unless he'd asked Jon.]
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A really damn good guess honestly. But I'm letting you know now that I'm going to remember the beach thing from now on.
[Because that could be fun for future dates. Which apparently he was already thinking about. Weird.]
I take it you love the beach?
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Then more points to you, lovely.
I don't know about love, but I guess that's the closest thing to it. My home city is a port town on an inland sea. There's so much here that's nothing like home, that's sort of the only place that feels 'normal.'
Do you have a place like that here?
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My room actually. I modeled it after the space my people made for me back in my world. I guess I was missing it so I wanted to have the space be like that.
[Shrugging it off, he changes their direction so that instead of heading to the main beach entrance they're instead heading for a more private area of it.]
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[Chris smiled at him, a small but soft thing.]
I'm sure you're thriving here, in you're own way. Like a playground to you? Still, it's not gonna be home, even with that.
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[He's had other people in his room before but Chris is the first to actually know the meaning behind it to him. Part of him wonders why he shared that...]
Hm? Oh yeah. Everywhere tastes like home. But it's definitely really different. For one I don't have people all over worshiping the ground I walk on. I mean, I don't miss that but it's weird to not have it.
[Lux laughs then nods ahead of them.]
Our date, good sir.
[And there is a small sail boat just for them. Complete with what looks like the works of a picnic on it. All for them to go around the water and admire the beach and the ocean at the same time.]
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Luckily, the sight of the boat ahead of them puts the thought aside as Chris' face lights up again.]
That's for us? Really? [He gets a wistful look but leans a bit more into Lux's side. The last time a man had said he'd take him away on a boat, that man had vanished.]
She's lovely. You're lovely.
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So since we've got her for the day. How about a picnic on the water? Just you and me?
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For just a moment, there's a vulnerable look of wonder that slips through, then it's gone again when Chris shakes his head with a smile.]
I think hat sounds perfect. Also very romantic.
[He looked around to find something else to point out instead, a flare of excitementpanic roiling through him.]
I hope you know how to work her, she's not quite like boats I'm used to.
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So, you ready for this?
[Leaning over, he gives him a kiss on the cheek.]
I haven't been sailing in years. But this is nice.
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Probably not, but I'll enjoy it all the same.
[He let his head fall back, eyes closing to just listen to the waves and the sounds of Lux nearby. After a beat he spoke up again.]
I've never been on a boat. Just lived near them and got taught how to make them sail. Melvaunt's waters are too choppy for a beginner with no crew.
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[He opens up the basket with the food so he can start offering Chris some of the food.]
I think you'll love it.
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[Not just because it was Lux, but because sailing meant freedom, meant a chance to leave. Even if it wasn't true here, it still held that association.
He took some of the food with a nodded thank you and sat up a bit more.]
So...you don't have to answer the question if you don't want to, I'll never take aoffense to that, for the record, but why the sudden date?
[The urge to make a joke, to take the slight edge off the question was there, but he resisted. He was asking earnestly when most of their interactions had been sex or even just talking...but he also didn't intend to push if there wasn't much of an answer waiting for him.]
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