( or at least he thinks he does. it's hard not to read it as people not trusting his decisions sometimes, but then—
nick's decisions haven't exactly given people much cause to trust them lately, either, so maybe he deserves that. he rubs his thumb over the back of kyle's hand, pressing it forward just enough that he feels the pressure when he swallows. he sighs, leans forward and presses a quick kiss on kyle's lips. )
You don't need to worry about him. For any reason. He, um— ( the corner of his mouth tugs up into half a smile, and he rests his forehead against kyle's, eyes closing. ) When I...left, you know. He told me to come talk to you, fix things. He's a good guy, I swear. He's not the things he's done. Just like I know you're not.
[ They're skirting lines here. Playing games while having a hard discussion. Kyle thinks this is a good thing for them. It lets them focus on other things than the hard things they're talking about.
His fingers flex and he can feel his body responding, but he wants to finish this talk first. He needs Nick to know how he feels. ]
So he's got good taste. Least there's that.
[ Smiling as he rests his brow to Nick's, gripping his throat tightly, wanting to give Nick all he wants. ]
So long as he treats you well and gives you what you want, then he's a good guy. I trust you. I'm putting faith in you. Just know I have a thousand years of training guidelines in how to be the monster I technically can be.
[ He doesn't want to be that monster, but for Nick (and a few others) he knows he can be. ]
( it's not like he'd been deliberately angling to lead them there, so much as once it starts happening, it's hard to pull his focus anywhere else. it is an important conversation, it is one they needed to have, it's just—
well. he really likes the weight of kyle's hand on his throat, too.
he tries not to look so pleased about it though — tries not to look too pleased about the idea of kyle throwing threats around for him either. he doesn't want there to be violence anywhere, and he definitely doesn't want kyle put in the position of having to choose to be 'that monster'. but it's the possessiveness, again, the protectiveness, the claim staking that nick has always liked. now he's just better about admitting it. )
I think that's something you can both agree on.
( on all of it, actually. the taste. the faith. the violent protectiveness. never let it be said that nick doesn't have a type. he grins though, leaning in for another kiss, and this time he lingers. stays there even as he speaks again, a quiet murmur against his lips as he squeezes kyle's hand around his throat again. )
Are we done talking now?
I knew I had tagged this, then tagged it to the wrong thread. Sorry
[ Just getting to wake up like this is perfect. Nick in his arms, talking about serious things but knowing how easily things can turn.
Which is why he gathers Nick up to him, shifting to roll them over easily and laying him back against the mattress. The whole time his hand is on Nick's throat, staring down at him as he flexes his fingers. ]
More teeth? Is that what you really want?
[ Shifting his weight as his leg pushes between Nick's. ]
Or do you want me fuck you until you pass out and wake you up with a bite.
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( or at least he thinks he does. it's hard not to read it as people not trusting his decisions sometimes, but then—
nick's decisions haven't exactly given people much cause to trust them lately, either, so maybe he deserves that. he rubs his thumb over the back of kyle's hand, pressing it forward just enough that he feels the pressure when he swallows. he sighs, leans forward and presses a quick kiss on kyle's lips. )
You don't need to worry about him. For any reason. He, um— ( the corner of his mouth tugs up into half a smile, and he rests his forehead against kyle's, eyes closing. ) When I...left, you know. He told me to come talk to you, fix things. He's a good guy, I swear. He's not the things he's done. Just like I know you're not.
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His fingers flex and he can feel his body responding, but he wants to finish this talk first. He needs Nick to know how he feels. ]
So he's got good taste. Least there's that.
[ Smiling as he rests his brow to Nick's, gripping his throat tightly, wanting to give Nick all he wants. ]
So long as he treats you well and gives you what you want, then he's a good guy. I trust you. I'm putting faith in you. Just know I have a thousand years of training guidelines in how to be the monster I technically can be.
[ He doesn't want to be that monster, but for Nick (and a few others) he knows he can be. ]
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well. he really likes the weight of kyle's hand on his throat, too.
he tries not to look so pleased about it though — tries not to look too pleased about the idea of kyle throwing threats around for him either. he doesn't want there to be violence anywhere, and he definitely doesn't want kyle put in the position of having to choose to be 'that monster'. but it's the possessiveness, again, the protectiveness, the claim staking that nick has always liked. now he's just better about admitting it. )
I think that's something you can both agree on.
( on all of it, actually. the taste. the faith. the violent protectiveness. never let it be said that nick doesn't have a type. he grins though, leaning in for another kiss, and this time he lingers. stays there even as he speaks again, a quiet murmur against his lips as he squeezes kyle's hand around his throat again. )
Are we done talking now?
I knew I had tagged this, then tagged it to the wrong thread. Sorry
Which is why he gathers Nick up to him, shifting to roll them over easily and laying him back against the mattress. The whole time his hand is on Nick's throat, staring down at him as he flexes his fingers. ]
More teeth? Is that what you really want?
[ Shifting his weight as his leg pushes between Nick's. ]
Or do you want me fuck you until you pass out and wake you up with a bite.