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*** grapjuic has joined 018.07.154.55 <grapjuic> hy its vamp <grapjuic> say stuff i guss i dunno if ill chck it tho <grapjuic> also how do u gt juic out of kybord my ky brok
[Vampire has to actually prop himself up on his arms to look over his shoulder at what Sparkling's gesturing about - because he knows he's gesturing just from his inflection - but when he does his face instantly lights up.]
Yeah, of course! You don't have to ask, Sparky!
[Not even if Vampire wasn't cold blooded and feeling constantly warmth starved! He even pulls some of his coils aside to widen that one possible bit of actual couch cushion space - good thing Sparkling's small now, huh.]
Hell, you can even sit on me like a couch if y'want. Not like I move much, heheh.
[A good thing indeed...it's not surprising though that Vampire replies like that, prompting Sparkling to take the offered seat. It's basically impossible for him to sit without sitting somewhat on...some part of him though, but he supposes that can't be helped. At least he's able to keep his tail on the couch with his legs draped over Vampire's actual snake body.
Goodness.
He shakes himself back into the present, bringing a paw up to anxiously groom the side of one cheek for a moment now that he's here and Vampire is looking at him expectantly.]
It's about the other day. We left things......a bit unresolved.
Oh! Well yeah, of course we did! We can't even kiss properly!
[The whine in Vampire's voice is keening as he flops over on top of himself, sprawling his torso in the other direction now across Sparkling's lap. Look, if you give a mouse a-
-uh
-if you give a cookie a snake body? I got nothin'. But what else is having so much length good for if not layers of cuddle, right?]
[Sparkling blinks, giving a soft exclamation under his breath as Vampire just flops across his lap. Welp. Now he's sitting both over and under Vampire's body, with Vampire practically tosses himself across the Pooka's legs. He lifts his paws slightly, and...ultimately while one of them remains nervously up near his face, he'll settle the other atop Vampire's head.
If he wasn't red under all of that fluff before, he sure is now.]
Y-yes, but that isn't...quite what I meant...
[His nose twitches as he tries to look at Vampire directly, wanting to be addressing him properly when he says this.]
We didn't...establish the status of our relationship. [To put it bluntly, and also needlessly wordy.] Which is partly my fault, I...did get a bit caught up with work.
[Vampire smiles blissfully as Sparkling's hand settles on top of his head, relaxing until he might as well be liquid. He does turn his head as he realizes Sparkling's trying to look him in the eye, though, making at least something of an attempt to meet him halfway.]
Huh? Establish the status? Ehhhhhh... you mean like, are we going steady or whatever? Do we even really have to?
[It's enough to him, he thinks, to have realized that Sparkling seems to return the feelings he's been trying to sweep aside for so long - and they can kiss! If uh, if Sparkling isn't a rabbit forever now, maybe. Anyway, Vampire's never been one to try to label or categorize everything. That just seems exhausting. But if Sparkling wants to, though...]
[Sparkling knows Vampire better than to think he's being intentionally callous when he says that, but regardless it does sting a little. It's a very big deal and constitutes an important step to take, as far as Sparkling is concerned.]
I wouldn't call it that, so much...
["Going steady" puts an implication on them both that Sparkling feels might be...a little too restricting, especially when they're both so new to this to start. Not that he doesn't intend to be totally devoted to Vampire, if...they are what he hopes they are.
Either way, he imagines that's what Vampire is thinking. So he decides to clarify, stroking his paw through Vampire's hair.]
What I mean to ask...is if we are partners now, or not.
[Then, in a flash - maybe a bit too fast; he still hasn't quite learned how to curb that urge to move at striking speed when excited - he's pulled himself upright, hands on Sparkling's shoulders as he almost pins him back against his own coils.]
Sparky!!! Are we boyfriends now?? I mean, can we be?? Can I tell people that??
[Sparkling exclaims softly in spite of himself, the fluffy white and yellow fur all around the back of his neck and shoulders bristling with surprise when Vampire moves so suddenly towards him. As long as he's a Pooka, he won't be able to completely shake that immediate prey instinct, the compulsion to just go completely still in the hopes that a potential predator will drop the chase. But...he knows better than to think this really means anything, and thus forces himself to relax.
A hard thing to do when the topic at hand is enough to leave his heart pounding.]
I- I thought I was asking you that...
[He sighs, but...it's in a good natured way, his ears laying back against his head.]
...I would like it very much if we were. You can tell people as much as you'd like.
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Yeah, of course! You don't have to ask, Sparky!
[Not even if Vampire wasn't cold blooded and feeling constantly warmth starved! He even pulls some of his coils aside to widen that one possible bit of actual couch cushion space - good thing Sparkling's small now, huh.]
Hell, you can even sit on me like a couch if y'want. Not like I move much, heheh.
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Goodness.
He shakes himself back into the present, bringing a paw up to anxiously groom the side of one cheek for a moment now that he's here and Vampire is looking at him expectantly.]
It's about the other day. We left things......a bit unresolved.
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[The whine in Vampire's voice is keening as he flops over on top of himself, sprawling his torso in the other direction now across Sparkling's lap. Look, if you give a mouse a-
-uh
-if you give a cookie a snake body? I got nothin'. But what else is having so much length good for if not layers of cuddle, right?]
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If he wasn't red under all of that fluff before, he sure is now.]
Y-yes, but that isn't...quite what I meant...
[His nose twitches as he tries to look at Vampire directly, wanting to be addressing him properly when he says this.]
We didn't...establish the status of our relationship. [To put it bluntly, and also needlessly wordy.] Which is partly my fault, I...did get a bit caught up with work.
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Huh? Establish the status? Ehhhhhh... you mean like, are we going steady or whatever? Do we even really have to?
[It's enough to him, he thinks, to have realized that Sparkling seems to return the feelings he's been trying to sweep aside for so long - and they can kiss! If uh, if Sparkling isn't a rabbit forever now, maybe. Anyway, Vampire's never been one to try to label or categorize everything. That just seems exhausting. But if Sparkling wants to, though...]
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I wouldn't call it that, so much...
["Going steady" puts an implication on them both that Sparkling feels might be...a little too restricting, especially when they're both so new to this to start. Not that he doesn't intend to be totally devoted to Vampire, if...they are what he hopes they are.
Either way, he imagines that's what Vampire is thinking. So he decides to clarify, stroking his paw through Vampire's hair.]
What I mean to ask...is if we are partners now, or not.
Boyfriends.
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Boyfriends...
[Then, in a flash - maybe a bit too fast; he still hasn't quite learned how to curb that urge to move at striking speed when excited - he's pulled himself upright, hands on Sparkling's shoulders as he almost pins him back against his own coils.]
Sparky!!! Are we boyfriends now?? I mean, can we be?? Can I tell people that??
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[Sparkling exclaims softly in spite of himself, the fluffy white and yellow fur all around the back of his neck and shoulders bristling with surprise when Vampire moves so suddenly towards him. As long as he's a Pooka, he won't be able to completely shake that immediate prey instinct, the compulsion to just go completely still in the hopes that a potential predator will drop the chase. But...he knows better than to think this really means anything, and thus forces himself to relax.
A hard thing to do when the topic at hand is enough to leave his heart pounding.]
I- I thought I was asking you that...
[He sighs, but...it's in a good natured way, his ears laying back against his head.]
...I would like it very much if we were. You can tell people as much as you'd like.