The Post Death Aftermath

[mooninthewater]

Who: Mizuki + You!
What: Post-Death shenanigans, returning to the grove
When: After Mizuki gets back to the Grove
Where: the Grove
Warnings: Talk of death, and there's likely other things. Will be tagged accordingly.


[ Moder moving around the Grove in general is something that everyone should notice on a daily basis. A building-sized horror-moose just has that effect, really. But when she is full sprinting through the forest and getting back into the Grove, it's perhaps even more noticeable. Hard to miss you, Moder.

Regardless, Mizuki and Ain returned to the Grove and are... mostly unscathed. Mizuki looks completely fine, actually. Ain is a little scuffed and beaten, but perhaps that's not so easy to see when there's a whole sea jelly clinging onto him.

Though he will pry himself off of Moder and Ain once he realizes where he is and...

...

He has a lot of apologies and hugs to give out. He isn't sure where to begin, really. ]

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[mooninthewater]

[ He pauses for just a moment, pulling his head back after he's sure he's cleaned the blood up and he just sort of stares at Affogato for a moment. Soft consideration. Still adoring, but there's some... hesitation.

It's Affogato! His... what can he even call him now? "Commander" still? "Love" fits more. His love. His obsession. His Affogato. And of course his love is more than welcome to leave marks on him. He'd cherish them as much as he cherishes the ones he leaves on him. But...

After a moment, he does use one of his stingers to hand his phone off again. ]

I would love any you would like to give, more than you know.
But against my throat... we may have to work up to that.
If it's you... only for you...
I think I'd have to get used to you touching it at all first.

[submittome]

[ That makes him actually positively beam and he nods, GOOD. Good. Mizuki is doing exactly what he wanted him to do. Advocate for himself, and though he wants Affogato to mark him, he's drawing a line where.

If Affogato had a tail, he'd wag it, so instead he gives Mizuki another! little kiss. Just a tiny little drop of one, a flash against his mouth before it's gone again. ]

Good. I'm proud of you. Thank you for telling me.

[ Throat and neck then, for later. What if along his hand? He picks one of Mizuki's up and tilts the palm up, drops a kiss into it, then grazes his teeth against the heel with a little inquisitive look to Mizuki to gauge the reaction. ]

[mooninthewater]

[ Congrats on your permanently flustered sea jelly, Affogato. A fourth kiss against lips has just stained his face blue for forever now, probably. It feels like it, anyway. It's so silly, he knows it is. But, also... it's nice to be so open with someone, and to just... be so adoring without worrying about anything else. He knows this day is supposed to be a sad one, and he knows he should be spending it with his friends who care so much about him, but right now he wants to revel in this feeling right now for as long as he can.

A stinger holds his phone again so he can reach his free hand out and brush the thumb over Affogato's cheek as he presses a kiss into the palm of his other. Maybe it's best Mizuki doesn't have his voice. It's honestly a blessing he doesn't just say all the unfiltered, mushy garbage that pops into his head, or the cacophonous "I love you"s.

...

He tucks some of Affogato's hair back and gives a little nod at the feeling of teeth. ]

[submittome]

[ The brush against his cheek and the tuck of his hair is so intimate that Affogato's heart clenches. It's so sweet and tender, and he will never be over it. He hums softly, and nods. Good to know he's okay with biting in other spots. But not on his hand. It will make it difficult for him to type.

Instead he trails his mouth up to his wrist, but ponders. May be too traumatic what with the snake bites. Then huffs a laugh and moves Mizuki's hand to pop a finger into his mouth - sorry Mizuki enjoy that short circuit - and bite down around the base of it.

A nice little neat ring of teeth marks, that of course will fade within time as skin is so very elastic, but gives Mizuki a little hint of what Affogato wants to do.

Cover him in bite marks. Leave obvious claims.

Excuse just the tiniest of licks and sucks as he comes off. He's a tease, he can't help it sometimes. ]

[mooninthewater]

[ "Short circuit" is putting it lightly, honestly. He was enjoying the tenderness and the light touches to show that they really do care about one another. It was a lot as it were from just that alone! Mizuki's heart was working overtime and all of his insides felt like maybe they got mixed up into places they're not supposed to be, like one gore-y puzzle. Yet, his fluster was... softer. The sort that would come from an immense amount of adoration. The sort that comes from a blossoming love.

When his finger is in Affogato's mouth, his embarrassment is just from complete shock and very aware shame in where his headspace goes.

Mizuki's hand twitches a bit when he bites down, at least aware of what he's trying to do - and, of course, he does want that - but... in his mouth! The whole thing!!! Hhhhh you're killing him for the second time, Affogato. Especially when he licks it, the slickness of his finger making the smallest "pop" sound when it leaves and

aaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Okay, no, he's good, it's fine, he's cool. He isn't having weird thoughts and he's pushing any that do slip through right away. Excuse the slight pick up in pace of his breathing, he's just gonna hide his face in this pillow now- ]

[submittome]

[ Oh, poor Mizuki, Affogato doesn't laugh as the other buries his face in the pillow but he will smile in sweet adoring amusement. He can decree they're each others, he can lick at his neck after biting, but that's what ends him?

Okay he does laugh a little, leaning over to press his forehead into the back of Mizuki's head. ]

My apologies~ Yet I could not think of any other suitable mark I wished to leave on your body. [ For this moment. ] Yet think of it as a promise. For the future, if you so desire it.

[ He stretches himself out against Mizuki to cuddle again, smiling into his head. ]

When we are both ready.

[mooninthewater]

[ Mizuki would probably say something along the lines of “it’s different!!!!” even if it very obviously isn’t. He can’t help his warped perspective of things like this, though. He sits in friends’ laps for fucks sake—

He shakes his head at the apology and wiggles to hide his head into Affogato instead. He’ll soon find it in himself to wrap his arms around him fully again, too, as well as a few stingers.

If Affogato lets him, he’ll fall asleep like this. Unfortunately, it also needs Affogato is going to be near-cocooned in tentacles in the morning. At least they’re easy to wiggle out of. Hope you don’t mind the slime, you’re stuck with it now, buddy! ]