flameinthedarkness | Duplicity Inbox

[ She waits for him to gather his thoughts, though she can't help but chuckle a little when he asks if now is too eager. ]

We can start now if you want. But I'm also fine with waiting if you want to, um, prepare yourself. Mentally and all of that, you know?

[What does he want...? Well, what he wants is to not have to deal with any of this, but that's not an option. So with the options Idia has... if it's later he can try and get himself mentally ready for this, like she said. But... if he does that Idia may avoid it at all costs despite this talk. Siiighhh, resting his chin down on his knee to think as he fiddles with his can of drink again. Either way this sucks.

Well, it doesn't, does it? He looking to her and... she didn't have to do this, he's kept thinking that the entire time, keeps waiting for the other shoe to drop and her to laugh at him and just walk off, and she still may, but... she kept offering and trying and... hmmm... it, well, it's not like this is a bad option for him, is it? Look at her! How could he think this is bad?! Hmmm...

Eventually,] I-I, ah... I wanna try. [It said from behind his knee, before Idia make himself put it down, trying not to hide behind it anymore.] I don't want to chicken out and... just... not contact you again because I got scared...

[ She waits patiently for his response while sipping her tea. When he finally does respond she once again can't help but laugh. ]

As if you could get rid of me so easily.

[ She smiles and takes another drink of her tea before rising. ]

Well, in that case, do you want to do this in the bedroom?

I mean you already talked about bondage, donno what would happen if I did try and get away... [Idia mumbled out, but managed a bit of a smile as well to show he was joking around, pausing long enough to down the last of his drink and leaving the can on the table as he stands. Ehhh, he hates his nerves about this. Even after making the choice to do this, curling the edges of his sleeves into his palms.

Oh,] Ah, yeah, let me move some stuff. [Heading off in the direction of his room, maybe a glance back to see if she really was following or this some elaborate prank still, before vanishing inside. It's equally as dark as the rest of the apartment, apart from one corner he's set up as his work and computer station, a constant soft blue tone washing across the room. That half of the room is cluttered, bits of builds all over the place, but a wave of his hand sends them into shelves and boxes for storage. The rest of the room also shows more life than the living area and kitchen; the bed neat bar where he had just gotten up before with the bedding pulled back to do so, a bookshelf that was starting to get filled with manga, and a few stuff toys around, including two from home and one Hypnos gave him.]

Ah... um... [Ah, so... how to start this? Every thing he can think of feels super cringe. Then again, Idia's used to bring cringe, sighing as nothing came to mind that he could even offer to her.] I'm in... you're hands? [Does that work?]

[ She lets out a soft laugh. ] In all seriousness, I wouldn't without permission. My vines on the other hand... [ She grins.

Nope, this isn't some elaborate joke, she's completely serious. She follows along after him, curious to see what his room might look like when the rest of the place is rather empty. She's surprised to find he seems to be settling in quite well in his bedroom. Though definitely not in the way that many would here.

She remains in the doorway to stay out of his way until he's done tidying up. Once he's done she steps in and pushes the door to behind her. Not quite shutting it but closing it enough to give a sense of privacy. ]

I assume you'd prefer to remain clothed? [ She says as she steps toward him, undoing a few of the buttons at the top of her shirt. ]

[A soft 'ha' of a laugh.] Guessing my plant magic wouldn't compare to yours. [He was just borrowing the element after all, not part of it like Spring was... it does make him wonder if she could control his own plant based magic...

But any follow up thought to that was shove aside as she moved, those buttons unbuttoning, Idia taking a moment to clear his throat, eyes closed to think,] A-Ah, no, no. I mean... yes, but... I think it's better to... desensitize myself to that. Not everyone will give me the same chance as you are. [It's just the reality of this place.]

[ She has to bite back the urge to call him cute when he gets flustered. ]

Okay.

[ She's honestly not sure how to go about all of this without kissing. It's always been her distraction when being undressed or undressing others.

For the moment, she focuses on unbuttoning her shirt the rest of the way and letting it slide off her shoulders to reveal the lacey black bra beneath it. If she'd known things would go this way today she'd have worn the new lingerie for him.

She stops when she's standing close enough for him to easily reach out and touch her if he wants. For the moment she'll let things stay that way, figuring it's probably better to move slowly. ]

[Honestly Idia would had found that amusing, but maybe she can hold that off as a promised surprise later, since she had offered to show him the full set once she found something to suit it's theme.

Taking that as a cue, Idia reached over his head, pulling his own shirt off, taking a moment longer to drag his hands out of the long sleeves. And resisting the urge to just try and hide, to cross an arm over to hug the other or anything like that. And he's... skinny. Skinner than that larger clothing gives the illusion to, a bit too much of his ribs and chest bones showing. Dropping his shirt to the floor before looking back to her as she moves in closer. A slow breath to calm himself before reaching out to her, trying to ignore the slight shake to his hand.

The touch is soft at first, his fingertips brushing against the curve of her neck by her shoulder, a pause, before slipping them further along her neck, thumb brushing over her jawline as Idia stepped in closer.]

[ She did find something to suit the theme but given none of this was planned she didn't think to wear it.

She bites her bottom lip when his shirt comes off, mostly to prevent herself from chiding how skinny he is. If only he ate more food, she'd say. All those snacks and shakes aren't much of a meal.

His touch distracts her from such thoughts. She releases her bottom lip and lets out a sigh, eyelids fluttering a little. ] That's good. [ She smiles up at him.

She reaches up to mimic his touch, keeping it light at first. ]

[Idia instinctively jerked his head to the side to avoid it. Stopped. Took a deep breath as his shoulders sagged. Then made himself move back into the touch, his brows turning up even more than they did naturally.] Sorry, sorry. [Right, that's what this is, to practice this, to help get used to this.

Another needed sigh to calm himself even more before he looks down at her. Like, really down at her. She was short, but having her right near him like this really just made it feel a lot more real.] You're so short. [It's said in a tone that was more just stating the fact, not mocking or joking, his thumb moving as he spoke, gently caressing her cheek. Then wondering if he was just too tall for her, even with his tendency to slouch, moving to lean down closer to her and her touch so she didn't have to reach up so high.]

[ Much as he jerks away from her hand, her hand jerks away from him. But when he moves back toward her hand she lets her hand move back to his face. ]

It's okay. [ She smiles once more. I know it can be tough to let your guard down at first.

The comment about her height is met with a pout. ] You're just too tall, [ she huffs though her tone is playful. ] Would be better if I do this?

[ She floats up so she's a bit more on his level while grinning at him. Even as he starts to lean down closer to her. ]

[His brows raising as she asks him that, before Idia lets out a hiss of a laugh from between his teeth, it widening into the start of a grin as she floated there.] I can do that too, you know. [A moment of hesitation with his other hand, held out as if not sure what to do... before almost giving in and moving to rest his hand lightly on her waist. Ok, this was a bit easier, a more manageable height.

She was... wow, just... wow. It so easy to just continue that movement, sliding his hand further until it's wrapped loosely around her waist and...] You're like, perfect holding shape. [Yeah, Idia's not the smoothest with his lines, or even aware his words could be taken one way or another, more just voicing his thoughts without considering how others would take them, his gaze down at how easy it was to just... hold her, with his arm like that.]

[ She chuckles in response to him telling her can float as well. His hand on her waist seems to be the right move as she hums.

Her other hand goes to rest on his shoulder rather than his waist as it's certainly easier for her to reach. All the while, her other hand continues to move in a way that mimics his own movement. ]

Is that so? [ She lets out a laugh. ] Well, if you ever want to just cuddle you know who to call.

[A short, sharp, 'tsk' from between his teeth, a slight shake of his head to go with it.] You don't want that. I don't sleep long enough for that. [Plus... nightmares. He doesn't want others to see him like that. It's bad enough others have seen his hair change pink here... he rather not show it can also goes orange...

Idia's hand had started to move so to brush through the back of her hair, around the back of her neck, but froze. If she was mimicking him... yeah, he didn't want that... he thinks. Ehhh. But he wants to try... hmmm...] Can you, ah... not... copy this? I wanna, ah, I want to try but... don't want you to... um... do the same? [A pause to see if she would respond, but also... wanting to try, continuing that path to gently cup the back of her head, fingers slowly weaving through her hair.]

You don't have to sleep to cuddle. You can just, I don't know, read or watch a movie or something. [ Persephone just really likes to cuddle. ]

Oh? Um, okay. [ Right, he doesn't want her touching his hair. Which feels weird for her when she's so used to playing with her partner's hair.

She lets her hand rest on his cheek for a few moments before sliding her hand back down to caress his neck and shoulder. Leaving him to continue to toy with her hair. She hums pleasantly, enjoying it. ]

[...] Do you like, um, gaming? [...what even was this?! They had agreed this was, like, physical! What is this doing other stuff? He's so confused...

And equally confused with... well... ehhh, maybe, maybe, since this is all him trying to get comfortable, and others clearly, ehhh, like his hair and try and touch it... a breath in, out, and,] Um... no, no, it's ok. You can, ah, you can touch it. [And to think it's not just him feeling pressured by her.] I-I-I think... I think it's good to learn that too... right? Like, doing with... this? [Looking to her as if to confirm he's right. That this was a good idea, and not just opening himself up for pain.]

Gaming? I've never really tried it. Unless you mean board games. [ She does like board games and card games. ]

Are you sure? [ She lets her hand slowly trail back up but stops short of touching his hair. She is really curious about what it must feel like given how it looks, how it acts. ]

Oh, I meant electronic gaming, but board games are good too. [That's more across a table though, not cuddling situation. But it's where his brain went when she offered those other examples.

Was he sure? No. Not at all. But... Idia also hates the idea of being stagnant. To stay stuck and still. Progression was important. Even if it's difficult. So after a moment he gives a slight nod of his head.] Yeah, I am. I mean, [A sigh of a 'ha' out as a laugh.] I'm not, but... I am.

[As for his hair... it was fire, it moved like it, reflected his emotions not just in colors but in movement; calmer when he was calm, more active when he was worked up. But it didn't feel like it, it had a mass to it, almost like running fingers through honey. A give to it but also resistance. It wanting to move around an object in it, curve around and continue to flick and shift like flames, to wrap around anything in it. And it's warm. Not hot, just a pleasant warmth to it all.]

Oh. I've never tried. I've seen these, um, virtual reality things around though. [ But he can probably guess what most of those contain. ]

I get you. [ She smiles and moves her hand slowly into his hair. She lets out a soft 'oh' at the sensation. It's strange but not unpleasant at all. Her eyes widen as she plays with his hair, clearly interested in the way it moves around her fingers. ] Ooh.

[Idia can't help but cringe a bit as she does, even her little 'ooh's at it was... he doesn't know, his own hands going still during this as she moves through it.] Glad you're having fun... [The tone sarcastic, which she didn't deserve considering he's the one who asked for this help. Just... it's been something he's hated for so long now. Didn't use to. Does now.

But... look at her face as she did this, she was liking it, wasn't she? Idia really can't get it. Why anyone would like it, but... seeing her reaction... a tint of pink flared up at the ends of the flames...]

[ She stops, looking a little sheepish. ] It's nice. Anyone who can't see that is stupid.

Calling me stupid now? [Because, yeah, that would be him.

A sigh to force himself past that self-loathing point.] B-But if you like it, ah, during this all... [Not finishing that thought. Not really seeing how she could.

Ok, no focus. Or, well, not focus. Do, not think. But wanting to ask,] It ok to sit down, like, [Ehhh, more pink flaring up but Idia pushing himself through.] Like, me on the bed and, ah, you on me? S-So I can hold you like that?

If the shoe fits. [ Maybe not the best thing to say at the moment. But he did ask for this. ]

Okay. [ She's more than happy to sit in his lap while they fool around. It'd also save some of her energy. Though it'd probably be better if she burnt more of that before they went too far. She highly doubts he has the stamina to keep up with her. Then again, no one has so far. ]

[Yeah, no, he won't be able to. He's a teen who has no stamina at all. He sits in a chair most of the day. He'll try... but not expecting much from himself. But hey, where he falls short that's where tech and toys make up for it, right?]

Ok? Ok! Great. [Idia had liked it when Riddle had been on him, so he wants to see if same with Persephone, letting go of her enough to sit back on the edge of the bed, not sure how to do this but... offering a hand. As if helping her through a door or to dance. And feeling foolish in doing so the entire time.]

[ She lets him get settled before she moves to sit in his lap, taking his hand and staddling him. ] This good? [ She asks with a lazy little grin.

Her hands once again go to his shoulders as she gives a playful little wiggle. ]

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fuck the dice roll, go for it anyway heh

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