[This is probably the least-appropriate time for him to start laughing, her saying something like that -- but he does. Starting with a few snickers as if trying to hold back, and then cackling for a bit. It's a pretty jarring shift from his demeanor before, but... well, he is a demon.]
Hahah-- now that's a good one! Why, I'd say it's the best excuse I've heard so far! Not all refugees have been so clever at telling lies... putting a little truth in it certainly helps!
[Kale's more than a little shocked at the way he snickers, then outright cackles. Her eyes widen and she wonders just what she said that was so funny. She was talking about people losing their homes, after all, and he seemed like a nice person until now.]
[She's also surprised when he talks about telling lies and a little truth in it, and it's then that she realizes - he's likely not a local, after all, and instead is a fellow refugee.
Now she feels incredibly stupid for not realizing the truth. She's not even angry at him for having a little fun at her expense. She looks down at her lap, wringing her hands.]
W-why didn't you tell me that you were a refugee, too?
[Ahh what a sullen reaction! It's much more fun when they get mad... maybe he should have carried on for a little longer?]
Why? Now that's a rather silly question! Our existence as refugees may be a convenient excuse for the people here, but at the end of the day, it's no less of a lie than to pretend to be a native instead.
Ah, but you should really take it as a compliment, you know! I might have revealed my hand sooner had I been more certain that you weren't of this world. Not all of the refugees I've met here have been quite so subtle.
[So much of her anger is directed inwardly. She tends not to get angry at other people unless they set off that inward anger in a big way. And if they manage to do that, the results involve her going berserk. There's no real halfway point.
She listens to the explanation, and although she raises her eyebrows at him and looks at him askance, she supposes he does have a point. They were both lying to some degree.]
Oh...um. Thank you?
[She doesn't sound completely sure she should be thanking him for that.]
I just didn't want our rescuers to be angry with me, so I tried to think of how to explain things in a way that wasn't against their rules. I eat a lot and they feed me as much as I need whenever I visit, you see.
[He just waves a hand dismissively. He knows he should have said something, but just as they've established earlier, Mephisto wasn't exactly good at telling Jae-ha anything.]
Don't worry about it. Much as I wanted to believe otherwise, I can already sense you have no affinity for controlling time... I may have lost the bulk of my powers, but I can at least tell that much.
[It felt as though everything Jae-ha did, every little gasp and whisper, was only more arousing -- encouraging Mephisto into moving faster, as if wanting to steal his breath away entirely. Though he'd never admit it, those words send a strange inexplicable flutter through his chest. What a feeling...]
That's my line. [He's breathing harder himself note, the words coming out in an almost breathy whisper.] It's like I can't keep my hands off you...
[Jae-Ha is quick to respond, his hands grabbing at Mephisto everywhere, shifting and sliding as much as he can get away with. For once, he's allowed this, and he intends to make use of it. His nails dig in where they can, and he bites again at Mephisto's neck.]
You already have me so close... [God, he can't keep up with this...]
Mm... I do, don't I? [Those sharp teeth against his neck have him shivering, moving his own hand up to draw his nails along Jae-ha's back and into his hair. With his powers holding him up, be could focus on touching him more as he fucks him, holding him close and relishing the feeling of his body against his own.]
And I'm not going to let you go so easily... [The words come out so easily, not even thinking about how they sound in the context of what they're doing, or what they are to each other right now. Much as he might try and insist otherwise, they had more than just a strictly physical relationship by now.]
[Those... are nice words, somehow. Jae-Ha registers that even if he can't focus on why at the moment, and he tries with all of his might to yank himself closer to Mephisto. His whole body trembles as he releases, gasping out his real name as he does.
Afterwards, his grip is considerably less, but he tries to keep holding on until Mephisto can reach his conclusion as well, kissing at his neck as he does. He doesn't have the breath for more words.]
[Mephisto slows as he feels Jae-ha tightening up around him, though he makes sure not to stop either -- rocking his hips to push himself in nice and deep. The pressure around his cock has him seeing stars, and it doesn't take more than a few more thrusts for him to reach that peak himself. With a full-body shudder, he pulls Jae-ha close as he comes inside him, groaning out the softest whisper of his name, just audible with his lips so near his ear.]
[For as much as he's panting, he catches his breath quickly enough. But rather than speak, the first thing he does is let out an airy laugh, resting his face into Jae-ha's hair. He could tell there was something almost strange about the mood right now. Somehow, it almost felt romantic. The fact that he still hasn't let go of Jae-ha, even as he starts to slowly lower his legs, is surely a sign of that.]
[He appreciates the levity, even if it does make the mood a little weird when compared with Mephisto's. It keeps that human heart of his from dragging him down any further than he already is.]
Considering exactly what I am, I should have ceased to exist the moment Assiah and Gehenna were consumed by the Storm. But if the loss of my powers is indeed connected to the loss of our world, it does beg the question of exactly who and what am I now.
To think that I might have become a demon of even lesser power than Okumura-kun... now that my ego has a problem with.
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Kale
[...heh.]
[This is probably the least-appropriate time for him to start laughing, her saying something like that -- but he does. Starting with a few snickers as if trying to hold back, and then cackling for a bit. It's a pretty jarring shift from his demeanor before, but... well, he is a demon.]
Hahah-- now that's a good one! Why, I'd say it's the best excuse I've heard so far! Not all refugees have been so clever at telling lies... putting a little truth in it certainly helps!
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Now she feels incredibly stupid for not realizing the truth. She's not even angry at him for having a little fun at her expense. She looks down at her lap, wringing her hands.]
W-why didn't you tell me that you were a refugee, too?
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Why? Now that's a rather silly question! Our existence as refugees may be a convenient excuse for the people here, but at the end of the day, it's no less of a lie than to pretend to be a native instead.
Ah, but you should really take it as a compliment, you know! I might have revealed my hand sooner had I been more certain that you weren't of this world. Not all of the refugees I've met here have been quite so subtle.
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She listens to the explanation, and although she raises her eyebrows at him and looks at him askance, she supposes he does have a point. They were both lying to some degree.]
Oh...um. Thank you?
[She doesn't sound completely sure she should be thanking him for that.]
I just didn't want our rescuers to be angry with me, so I tried to think of how to explain things in a way that wasn't against their rules. I eat a lot and they feed me as much as I need whenever I visit, you see.
[Saiyan appetites: they're massive.]
Jae-ha
[He just waves a hand dismissively. He knows he should have said something, but just as they've established earlier, Mephisto wasn't exactly good at telling Jae-ha anything.]
Don't worry about it. Much as I wanted to believe otherwise, I can already sense you have no affinity for controlling time... I may have lost the bulk of my powers, but I can at least tell that much.
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[Well. Fuck. He can't do anything, then, but sit here quietly and think about it.]
I am sorry, you know. I never meant to take your identity from you like that.
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[He already lost his identity, it's-- it's not really fine, but focusing on it any more than they have is just unpleasant.]
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[Ha ha...] Or I could buy us something to drink.
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Ah, perhaps you should? I think I saw a liquor shop just around the corner from here... why don't you head down there and bring back something nice?
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[It felt as though everything Jae-ha did, every little gasp and whisper, was only more arousing -- encouraging Mephisto into moving faster, as if wanting to steal his breath away entirely. Though he'd never admit it, those words send a strange inexplicable flutter through his chest. What a feeling...]
That's my line. [He's breathing harder himself note, the words coming out in an almost breathy whisper.] It's like I can't keep my hands off you...
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[Jae-Ha is quick to respond, his hands grabbing at Mephisto everywhere, shifting and sliding as much as he can get away with. For once, he's allowed this, and he intends to make use of it. His nails dig in where they can, and he bites again at Mephisto's neck.]
You already have me so close... [God, he can't keep up with this...]
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And I'm not going to let you go so easily... [The words come out so easily, not even thinking about how they sound in the context of what they're doing, or what they are to each other right now. Much as he might try and insist otherwise, they had more than just a strictly physical relationship by now.]
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Afterwards, his grip is considerably less, but he tries to keep holding on until Mephisto can reach his conclusion as well, kissing at his neck as he does. He doesn't have the breath for more words.]
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[For as much as he's panting, he catches his breath quickly enough. But rather than speak, the first thing he does is let out an airy laugh, resting his face into Jae-ha's hair. He could tell there was something almost strange about the mood right now. Somehow, it almost felt romantic. The fact that he still hasn't let go of Jae-ha, even as he starts to slowly lower his legs, is surely a sign of that.]
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That's it exactly!
[He appreciates the levity, even if it does make the mood a little weird when compared with Mephisto's. It keeps that human heart of his from dragging him down any further than he already is.]
Considering exactly what I am, I should have ceased to exist the moment Assiah and Gehenna were consumed by the Storm. But if the loss of my powers is indeed connected to the loss of our world, it does beg the question of exactly who and what am I now.
To think that I might have become a demon of even lesser power than Okumura-kun... now that my ego has a problem with.
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