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Post by Skwidge on Apr 10, 2023 15:22:05 GMT
Cyr x Meu BATH SCENE SCREEEEEEEEEE
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Post by Skwidge on Apr 17, 2023 22:37:29 GMT
Myut’s hand wavered momentarily over the doorknob. There was that nagging edge again, skulking about waiting to pounce. For good measure, he looked left and then right once more, ensuring no one else was around. He was fairly certain that it was just him awake though. Well, it was now or never. There honestly wouldn’t be a better opportunity timing-wise, and besides, he was tired and really wanted that bath. The cold sink wasn’t cutting it. He steeled himself, turning the doorknob and taking a step through the doorway, closing the panel of wood behind him. He could already feel the warmth emanating from the hallway that held six locked doors. He didn’t pay them much mind though since he was only after the specific one.
It was a shame he wasn’t able to lock any doors to keep the others out. Myut did his best not to think about that though, lest he psyche himself out. Two doors, right? He’d definitely hear anyone coming. He crossed the threshold into the baths, feeling rather relieved and soothed by the warm paving that met his bare feet. The room was empty. Honestly Mew didn’t know what he would have done if there was someone else in here – he had steeled his resolve well enough, but it would really have depended on whom he might have run into.
The air was humid and already he felt uncomfortable and restrained in his clothing. His fingers slid along the buttonholes to his shirt, popping them open before shrugging the cloth from his shoulders and swiftly messing with his belt. Slender fingers slid along softened leather, popping the clasp up and pulling the material out through the buckle. Just one more button to get through, and he was stepping out of his pants as well. Shedding his remaining covering, he abandoned the little pile of clothing and let the soles of his feet press heavy against the warm stone as he walked his way over to one of the racks against the opposite wall.
He grabbed two towels before perusing the colorful little bottles. They didn’t seem to be labeled, so he popped a few of them open until he found a scent or two that he figured was decent enough. Orange spice and cloves. He grabbed a small chunk of soap and brought it up to his nose. A subtly sweet citrus? Looked like he was going for a theme. Honestly, he didn’t particularly care what he happened to pull from the shelf, so long as it didn’t smell unpleasant. Having hit his nightly exercise routine and sweated particularly well, anything to clean him up would more than do.
Myut turned then, towel folded over a forearm as he padded to the lip of the pool. He crouched down, setting the towel and other goods aside whilst he slipped into the water, relishing the heat that encircled him. It was almost too hot. But his body would adapt to the temperature swiftly and it wouldn’t be an issue for long. Besides, it was delightfully cozy and had him grinning deeply with much satisfaction.
He dunked his head under the water, resurfacing moments later with a deep inhale of air. He ran a hand through his now soaked hair, slicking it back and out of his face. He didn’t know how well that would hold – if only he had thought to bring some sort of headband or barrettes to keep it back. Well, that wasn’t entirely true, he wasn’t out of luck. After all, he was a greed demon. Focusing hard for a moment while weaving concepts, he snapped his fingers and caught the pink cloth headband that fell into the palm of his waiting hand. It definitely didn't have the curious little yellow Earth rubber duckies adorning the pattern. He used it to secure his hair back from his face. He settled onto the seat hiding beneath the liquid depths, spreading his arms out behind him and resting them on the lip of the pool. He let his head fall back with a very deep exhale of air, relishing in the warmth that surrounded him now. It was wicked nice, he had to admit.
Meu paused to add in the fragrant oil he had picked out, hoping to relieve any remnants of his prior workout. It had been an uncomfortable while since he had last properly bathed now, so this was certainly the treat after going so long without. He took a moment to wash himself.
After doing so, the Greed picked up the little book he had brought with one hand, letting the pouring water from the rock formation lull him into relaxation as he began to read. He would have one arm outstretched, the other bent at the elbow while his head rested back against the cement, chin tilted up as he held the book above his head to read. He was looking away from the door, white curls smoothing against the somewhat rough, porous stone of the floor.
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Post by Pieluver on Apr 18, 2023 0:54:48 GMT
Cyr laid on his bed, face down, his cheek squished against his mattress, but he was too riled up to sleep. It didn't help that he'd had not one but two naps today, and he no longer felt particularly tired at all. Maybe he should do something useful instead. The demon hauled himself to his feet, slouching to the bathroom to stare at himself in the mirror. He looked pitiful. And his hair? Awful. It had gotten wet and dried wrong one too many times, thanks to his ill-timed naps.
At this time of the night, it was unlikely anyone would be in the baths, right? If he hopped in, washed his hair properly, then combed it out, it would dry nicely, and then maybe he'd feel more like sleeping until morning. And then he could put more thought into what Bez had said to him.
Cyr felt his heart twist nervously. Everything was just too messed up, he couldn't think straight. As much as he wanted to...at the same time he just wanted to crawl under the bed and hide until they let them out of this place. There were so many ways he could just absolutely mess things up...
With a multitude of thoughts buzzing through his head, Cyr quietly crept through the dimmed central room to the corner. As he slipped down the hall, as quiet as someone of his height could be, he trailed his fingers along the other doors. What laid behind them? Would they find out? And why were things set up this way?
Now was not the time to fret, though. He'd preen and clean himself a little, and perhaps some trifles--some perfumes and some soaps--would make him feel better. Cyr slipped through into the baths. The faint thrum of the artificial waterfall hid the sound of the door snicking shut behind him, but just as soon as he'd turned around, the tall demon froze.
He could see a pale-haired head, a warm golden shoulder exposed above the lapping water. Shit, fuck, oh god, Cyr immediately turned around to leave. But no...Bez had told him to be brave. At the very least, he should ask whether the other would prefer him go or stay. And he did need to wash his hair... And...he really couldn't tear his eyes off the way the Greed demon's trapezius muscles made such a lovely line up from his shoulder into his hair, a smooth olive curve--tinged with a light flush from the warmth of the water. Ah...he wanted to touch him there...or bite him...
Cyr shook his head vigorously before clearing his throat. Bad thoughts. He was respectable.
"Sorry...er..." he said, his voice coming out much more awkwardly than he'd intended. But he couldn't stop his mouth. "I didn't realize you were here...I....um...I can go..."
Nooo...that's not how he'd wanted to ask that. But he was already tripping over his tongue, why was this so hard???
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Post by Skwidge on Apr 18, 2023 2:02:30 GMT
A harsh thrashing of water split the otherwise peaceful surface water as Meu practically jumped out of his skin, hearing a voice suddenly behind him where before there had been only silence. “Shit!” To his credit, it was a relatively minor jolt in the shallows. He had, however, almost lost hold of the precious little book that he had been so eagerly consuming – it would almost certainly have flung straight out of his fingers if he were anything other than a Greed demon, whose natural response was to jealously clutch onto whatever it possessed rather than drop it and flee.
After ensuring the precious treasure was safely almost pressed against his dripping chest in that split second of panic and surprise, Myut’s head shot to the side to see who it was that had disturbed the precious moments of solitude. He mumbled a distracted repeat of the profanity under his breath when he realized it was Cyrus.
Cyr… Cyr was one of those people right? That he’d have been okay with running into should their roles be reversed? It’d be fine since it was just the one demon… besides, Mew did admittedly want to speak with him more. With a stabilizing breath, Myut let out a settling sigh. “You scared the Hell out of me,” e tried for a joke to further soothe his own nerves. Cyr sounded really… stiff as well. Hopefully that would be helpful for him too. “Ah…” He held the book to his chest for a moment before turning to face the far wall and straighten while he took but a moment to think over the Lust’s offer. “Nah, it’s too rare of an opportunity. They hound you as well.” He gave a nod to further confirm that he didn’t mind the other staying.
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Post by Pieluver on Apr 18, 2023 2:24:05 GMT
It seemed he'd really startled the Greed demon, and Cyr covered his mouth with his fingers as the other jolted and frantically held his book to his chest. He took a few steps forward, as the other relaxed. "Sorry...sorry," he said. "I didn't mean to startle you." He wouldn't blame it on his sneaking prowess, but instead how engulfed in his reading materials the other demon had been.
Which...admittedly, Cyr understood.
But too rare an opportunity? What did that mean? For them to be alone? A faint pink tinged his cheekbones. No...no, he probably meant for him to be in the baths without someone to pester him. Though not a lust demon, Myut was still quite handsome, and with the cadre they'd accumulated here, he probably wasn't finding much peace amongst the groping hands either. Cyr pinkened slightly further. Not that he wasn't among them, but he could behave himself.
"I keep ending up here, but I haven't managed to actually wash my hair properly," he said, as if to validate his reason for coming in. He flicked a limp curl from his forehead. "Sloth demon bedhead is the worst."
Be brave, Bez had told him. Well, brave by Bez's terms would be tackling him into the water right here and now, but he wasn't going to do something like that. Myut was clearly a refined, classy demon, who would not enjoy being accosted. And Cyr was well bred as well, and had been brought up in well to-do society, so he knew how to behave.
"Uh...whatcha reading?" he asked awkwardly, internally facepalming.
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Post by Skwidge on Apr 18, 2023 2:35:12 GMT
“Tell me about it,” Meu smirked ruefully – he’d been here what, four times, five? and still he had not gotten to actually use the facilities as intended until now. A look of distaste flittered across his features when the black-haired demon mentioned Sloth naps. “Don’t let me stop you,” he nodded toward the shelf of tinctures, settling his shoulders back onto the warm stone and attempting to relax again. It was much more difficult with Cyr here. Hopefully it didn’t show though.
A charming and playful smirk teased Myut’s lips at the Lust’s question. “It should be familiar,” he tilted his head, wet locks drawling to the side as he looked up from the book in his hand. There was no way he’d be able to focus on actually reading it now, but maybe that wouldn’t be such a bad thing. He kind of had a lot of questions, but did his best to patiently restrain himself until Cyr was settled in.
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Post by Pieluver on Apr 18, 2023 3:17:36 GMT
Cyr flushed again at coy tilt of the greed demon's head. He hid his pleased smile by turning to the shelves. He picked out something jasmine and musky, floral verging on woodsy, just a little wild. He grabbed a towel too, shrugging out of his clothes with a practiced ease before sliding into the water--groaning softly as the warmth leeched into him--a respectable distance from Myut.
He dunked his head under the water before reemerging, shaking droplets away and pushing his hair back from his forehead. Yes, this was good! This was nice! He leaned back against the wall of the pool, stretching his arms up and then laying them along the edge with a satisfied sigh. At least now they were on a level playing field. He blinked away the faint glare of water pearling on his eyelashes and gazed over at Myut.
"Are you enjoying it?" he asked, finally, finally, the awkward edge gone from his voice.
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Post by Skwidge on Apr 18, 2023 20:41:03 GMT
Meu’s eyes may have lingered for a little longer than strictly necessary whilst Cyr picked through the little vials and tinctures scattered on the shelves. He couldn’t help but appreciate the size of the other demon’s back after his shirt was no longer obstructing it. They certainly shared a hobby in some manner of weight lifting or resistance training. It was always nice to see someone else who appreciated that sort of physical exertion.
Those same green orbs flicked swiftly away as Cyr removed more of his clothing to join him in the bath. That pleased groan made it sorely tempting to glance back, but Mew restrained himself until he was certain that Cyr was comfortably submerged. The Greed looked back in time to see the other’s head disappear beneath the little waves for but a moment. This time Meu indulged his fancy to watch Cyr’s hand run back the curls of dripping hair from his face. Perhaps Bez was still rubbing off on him a little too much. He met Cyrus’ gaze when he looked to him to ask after how his reading was coming along.
Myut gave a momentarily closed-eyed grin, “Very much so,” he tapped the book against the air for emphasis. Seemed like the hot water did the trick for easing Cyr, as he sounded much more his normal self now. Or… at least the normal he had gleaned from what little time he’d spent around the larger demon – Myut remembered that he didn’t know him very well at all. Strange, how easily that little fact seemed to slip out of grasp. “Very new and eye-opening perspectives; I’ve never read someone quite like you,” voice sincere and more matter-of-fact than not, Mew did not hesitate to share his opinion on the matter, “these genres aren’t really my cup of tea, but with this I can’t seem to keep my hands off it.” It occurred to him then the verity of his statement, as he had brought the little thing into the bath with him of all places, which was certainly no place for a book. “I promise I’m looking after it,” he intoned swiftly then, almost embarrassed were it not for his unabashed Greed side.
But yes, Cyrus’ handwriting scribbled along the margins was something Meu was growing exceedingly more eager to devour. Speaking of which, “Are there others you’d let me borrow? More like this one,” he tapped a slender finger against the worn binding of the tome as he looked appraisingly at it, “I’m almost run out.” The olive gaze was there again, focused solely on Cyr’s face, as though it were the only thing that mattered in the universe right now. To his Greed’s side, it practically was.
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Post by Pieluver on Apr 19, 2023 0:30:25 GMT
The grin and the little flourish were quite cute, and Cyr could help smiling back. Myut liked his book. And ah, his smile was cute. But what did he mean when he said 'someone quite like you?' Did he think they were self authored? Or...no....was he talking about the annotations he'd left in the margins over the years? They were certainly a somewhat embarrassing map of his adolescence and young adulthood--a quazi-diary of pining and sighing over this and that built layer upon layer high by his rereadings of the same comforting stories.
He traced over a few words with his tongue, perhaps an attempt at an explanation or something else equally awkward, but Myut continued. He was looking after it. They were in the water, after all. "Don't worry," he replied. "They're no stranger to the bath." After all, was there a better place to read long-winded romantic speeches and swashbuckling action sequences than reclined in the tub by candlelight?
More books? "You can borrow whichever ones you want," he replied, returning the intent gaze with a soft look, propping his cheek up on a hand. "I don't mind sharing."
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Post by Skwidge on Apr 19, 2023 1:33:46 GMT
“Oh?” He asked with a higher tone of voice, almost a suggestive question. He defused any connotations in an instant by following after a tiny pause, “Do you bring quill and ink to the bath often?” Myut grinned, knowing full well that sounded a little farfetched, but hey, who knew. More importantly, maybe he could get another smile out of Cyr if he joked some more. He liked seeing it. Well, more accurately he liked being the cause of it. He didn’t get to muse long on that thought as the Lust demon responded to his question about more. He could take whichever ones he wanted?
“All of them?” He spoke abruptly – excitedly -, almost cutting Cyr off before he could finish telling him that he had no problem with sharing. He sucked in his lower lip with an audible half-cough, “Ah,” Myut corrected his untamed excitement, “I’d be grateful for even just one more.” He silently reprimanded himself, dipping his head forward into the water so that his lips would be submerged. It was a miracle he didn’t blow bubbles from that little outburst. The last thing he wanted was to put Cyr off. He straightened once more with a little exhale, trying to recoup his normal, gentlemanly mien. “I can’t stand the thought of it. Sharing.” He made a bit of a funny face for Cyr’s benefit. “All the better for me, though. I’ll take advantage every time, if you let me.” Again, a fully focused gaze as he made the comment, broken by a reflective smile as he leaned back against the stone, mimicking half of Cyr’s pose with an arm stretched out on the warm stone – the one with the book – while the other fiddled at the long chain around his neck. “- I don’t know how you manage.”
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Post by Pieluver on Apr 19, 2023 2:03:40 GMT
Cyr turned a little pink. So it was about the notes. "Don't tease," he said, just a little bashful. Silly how knowing this demon had access to those small, quiet thoughts of his was somehow more intimate than the fact that they were in the bath together. Which sent a whole new flush across his face. Actually no this was also pretty intimate.
Myut was very excited about the books, enough that Cyr felt his heart squeeze. Was he really so excited about some old books? It was cute the way he self-censored. Cyr could understand that, there was a certain way to behave, and maintaining that was fifty percent instinct. But the moment of unrestrained excitement made Cyr want to elicit that sort of reaction again, even as the other sank slightly further into the water to recompose himself.
Sharing. He was a greed demon, naturally his instinct was to take just as much as Cyr's was to give. He didn't hate the way that fit together nicely. And the way Myut held his gaze for a moment. Was this flirting? Or was he just wishfully imagining intensity into those olive eyes? The look was broken too soon, however, and Cyr leaned his head against his shoulder, still gazing at the other in profile.
Brave, be brave. Bez had told him that Myut didn't need more items, but he couldn't help himself. "I don't think I'd mind if you took advantage," Cyr murmured, his voice lower, softer now. "I live to please, after all."
Shoot...was that too desperate sounding? Okay, he could fix that, time to change the subject a little. His eyes jumped to the necklace Myut's long fingers were toying with. Was that...? Cyr sat up straight, shifting a little closer to lean in slightly. A faint grin spread across his face.
"Well, I hope Val didn't ask for too much in return for that," he said, nodding in the necklace's direction. "If that's what I think it is," he added a little hastily.
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Post by Skwidge on Apr 20, 2023 0:04:03 GMT
With a smile that quirked up the left side of his lips, Meu put his hands up in mock surrender at Cyr’s response to his joke, “I’d never~.” Though his tone was still lightly playful, he was being sincere in the fact that the last thing he’d ever do was judge someone for their hobbies. Myut had a whole plethora of strange little ones, after all.
Cyr’s suddenly low timbre of tone had Mew’s rapt attention, especially as the content of such a voice proved only to encourage his bad habits. “Oh?” He wouldn’t mind? “That’s a very dangerous sentiment, Cyrus.” Myut leaned closer towards said demon, his bath partner’s name falling very purposefully from his lips. But hearing that Cyr lived to please… that actually rubbed Mew the wrong way. Thoughts of what had previously occurred that morning filtered back into his mind’s eye. It irked Meu deeply, the thought of someone else trying to take advantage of the Lust.
Luckily, Cyr successfully distracted Meu’s train of thought by derailing it with that grin – regardless of how faint it was. Rapt attention once more. Val? Meu looked down as Cyr gestured to the necklace that adorned his neck from earlier that evening. “Hm?” Meu didn’t want to jump to any conclusions. “Familiar?” He asked with a tilt of his head, lifting the intricate cross up by hooking a finger onto the chain just behind it, so that Cyr could get a better look.
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Post by Pieluver on Apr 20, 2023 1:29:03 GMT
The crooked smile, the playful reply...Cyr wanted to die. It was too cute. He didn't want this to end. The light, slightly flirty atmosphere they were soaking in was better than the bath. This might be the only private moment they'd have in this place, and he was entirely focused on Myut--the light flush on his face, the gleam of sweat and water along his hairline.
The way Myut said his name sent a visceral shiver up his spine. If he asked like that, Cyr would absolutely do whatever he said. Not to say he'd ever been particularly good at making good or safe decisions. But slipping into a messy something that left him on his back foot, unable to catch his balance was part of the pleasure. And if he really did get himself into trouble, well...he was weak, but not powerless. And he'd spent enough time in the human world to walk the line. Any amount of stuff was worth it if it made this beautiful man keep looking in his direction.
The necklace, for example. That would be so easy. "Ah, that one's mine. Well...it was mine," he said with a slight nod, running a wet hand through his hair again. "Valramir begged me for it because he liked it so much earlier this week." He chuckled. "I still have the rest of the set, though."
His expression turned slightly playful. "They're human silver and black rhodium. I might be willing to barter for the right price~" His tongue poked out slightly to swipe his bottom lip.
He didn't wear much silver anyway, but they'd been a gift from a human when he was fifteen, a human who was also the culprit behind several of the piercings he now had.
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Post by Skwidge on Apr 23, 2023 22:58:48 GMT
“Ah, so it is yours.” Or was, as Cyr put it. It caused Mew to look down at at the metallic object with far more thoughtfulness than before. He liked the idea of possessing something of Cyr’s in a more permanent manner than that of borrowing books. He liked that it was this, even though it hadn’t come directly from the larger demon. Myut’s given value on it had certainly increased in a marginal way upon this revelation.
He listened intently as Cyrus spoke about it – silver and rhodium, and apparently a part of a set. “Oh? So we could match,” Myut grinned. It was a far more pleasing thought than collecting the rest of the set, the Greed discovered. In this case, the one necklace was more than enough. Instead of being lost in the many, he could focus more directly and fully on the single. “You’ll have to show me,” had that been purposefully vague on whether he meant just the remaining set or seeing it on Cyr? Well, any excuse for future interaction with Cyrus was a welcome one - Meu didn’t have the same instinctual desire to avoid him like he did with the others.
Letting the necklace drop from his finger with a little plop in the water to sink back against his chest, Myut took the opportunity to set aside the book and get a good, full arm stretch and straighten his spine with a pop or two. A happy little hum of a sigh escaped his lips with this, and he sank his head until his chin touched the water once more, shoulders comfortably slumped.
"Wish I could just stay here forever," He mumbled just above the waves, but loud enough for Cyr to catch since he was closer now.
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Post by Pieluver on Apr 24, 2023 19:37:53 GMT
Cyr's brain momentarily shorted out. The interest in the jewelry was expected, but that comment? Matching? That sort of cute thing wasn't something he'd expected from the Greed demon. But...it did prove Bez right. Was Myut genuinely interested in him?
He couldn't help but hope so.
"You're welcome to come visit any time you want." If only their rooms had doors... Cyr wasn't particularly hung up on physical privacy, but he'd never wanted to be alone together with someone like this so selfishly before.
Cyr bit his lip thoughtfully and tried not to stare as Myut stretched, redirecting his gaze to the water instead.
"I agree..." Cyr replied. This quiet little midnight moment seemed separated from the events of the day...even his terse conversation with Ino seemed so long ago. He wanted more time here, away from the others and the noise. But even so...it was utterly selfish, he knew, but he wasn't upset about being stuck in these strange rooms for a little while. Because how else could he pursue small encounters like these?
"I should properly wash my hair..." he said abruptly. "Before someone else really does come interrupt."
He hastily turned to lather his hands, then his hair, then he disappeared under the water, surfacing several meters away to prevent splashing Myut while he rinsed the soap out.
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