[There are nearly no differences at all between the two, in his experience; once Cupid's bow bends, it never misses its mark. That's all part of what makes it so very thrilling, isn't it? Even the vulnerability of it all.....
He can't say he's not dreadfully stubborn about it, but he would at least claim to be more skilled. Because it is a skill to be honed, just like any other, isn't it? Intimacy, vulnerability..... You learn how to show them, to what degree, in what ways, for what reasons. In matters of the heart, he's not afraid to bare it all. He'll gladly speak his mind, pour out all his most tender feelings to those he cares about so deeply, without even the slightest hesitation. Even when it comes to his own body, he can embrace the danger of calculated risks with big pay offs, leaving himself exposed as he had when he joined Jade in this lake to begin with.
But when it comes to himself..... That's when it becomes so much more tempting to dance around the topic, to use his own vulnerability as a sword and shield. It's easy to bend most people's attention around him, like his own strange form of psychic camouflage. They can intimately know his feelings and opinions, without ever truly knowing him.]
You should. Unless you want company, that is.
[Because as much as he prizes his own privacy, Le Chasseur D'Amour has no compunctions about robbing anyone else of theirs. He has, in fact, watched Jade enjoy his hard-earned solitude. He'll probably continue to do so, for that matter, now with even less concern than before.
Of course, it's difficult to seem properly smug or sinister when every agonizingly slow thrust pulls his body taut against Jade's like a fully-drawn bowstring, when the reward for his words makes his words fail him entirely. Rook grinds desperately against him, tentacle soaked with the arousal Jade's touch has smeared so generously, breathing soft pleading noises against Jade's lips. Can he? Will Jade let him?]
Jade-kun--
[Has Jade ever heard Rook address him plainly before? Rook's claws hook into his shoulders as he clings, siphon tightening like a vise around Jade's cock. He crushes their lips together to muffle his cry as he comes undone in Jade's arms, completely overwhelmed.]
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He can't say he's not dreadfully stubborn about it, but he would at least claim to be more skilled. Because it is a skill to be honed, just like any other, isn't it? Intimacy, vulnerability..... You learn how to show them, to what degree, in what ways, for what reasons. In matters of the heart, he's not afraid to bare it all. He'll gladly speak his mind, pour out all his most tender feelings to those he cares about so deeply, without even the slightest hesitation. Even when it comes to his own body, he can embrace the danger of calculated risks with big pay offs, leaving himself exposed as he had when he joined Jade in this lake to begin with.
But when it comes to himself..... That's when it becomes so much more tempting to dance around the topic, to use his own vulnerability as a sword and shield. It's easy to bend most people's attention around him, like his own strange form of psychic camouflage. They can intimately know his feelings and opinions, without ever truly knowing him.]
You should. Unless you want company, that is.
[Because as much as he prizes his own privacy, Le Chasseur D'Amour has no compunctions about robbing anyone else of theirs. He has, in fact, watched Jade enjoy his hard-earned solitude. He'll probably continue to do so, for that matter, now with even less concern than before.
Of course, it's difficult to seem properly smug or sinister when every agonizingly slow thrust pulls his body taut against Jade's like a fully-drawn bowstring, when the reward for his words makes his words fail him entirely. Rook grinds desperately against him, tentacle soaked with the arousal Jade's touch has smeared so generously, breathing soft pleading noises against Jade's lips. Can he? Will Jade let him?]
Jade-kun--
[Has Jade ever heard Rook address him plainly before? Rook's claws hook into his shoulders as he clings, siphon tightening like a vise around Jade's cock. He crushes their lips together to muffle his cry as he comes undone in Jade's arms, completely overwhelmed.]