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The country was far too quiet for Blingsuer's liking. Gone was his lullaby of cars honking and people making way too much noise at two in the morning, replaced with the eerie stillness of Tixful's home.
The only sounds he could hear were faint crickets and Tixful's breathing, slow and steady against his shoulder. The sensation was entirely alien, but definitely welcome. The warmth against his back that was his human heater boyfriend, the feeling of his arms wrapped around his midriff like they belonged there.
One of Blingsuer's hands rested over Tixful's own, occasionally rubbing his thumb over his knuckles. His hand was smooth, unlike Blingsuer's. His knuckles were sore and scarred from his knuckledusters, blemished and rough with little care from Blingsuer himself. He hated those little scars, those signs of weakness. He did feel slightly better about them whenever Tixful made sure to kiss his knuckles every morning that he could.
Damn, he was so screwed.
Transitioning from friendship to a relationship with Tixful wasn't as painful as Pursuer thought it would be. Things were basically the same, except now they had a valid reason to kiss and sleep in the same bed. And he was a lot happier than before. And like Tixful admiring the city, Blingsuer could appreciate the country as well. Just him, his lover, and a whole lot of solitude. Part of the reason why he didn't move in with Tixful, and part of the reason he loved the city.
The main reason was because Tixful wouldn't let him move in, because Blingsuer broke almost everything he touched. Tixful had taken to buying the ten cent plates from the dollar tree just so Pursuer wouldn't get near his fine china.
But despite all that, Tixful really did love Blingsuer. And damnit, Pursuer loved him too. He remembered the first time he'd told Tixful he loved him. It was about a week after they started dating, and he and Tixful were still lounging in bed after waking up. Seeing Tixful sit up, hair messy from sleep, and the rays of sunlight peeking through the blinds and directly onto his figure made him look like some sort of angel. Which he wasn't, but still. Blingsuer remembers staring for a long time before murmuring 'I love you,' into the pillow, voice quiet like he was hoping Tixful wouldn't hear. But he did. And he'd reciprocated it so easily, like loving Blingsuer was easy.
The only two people Blingsuer could remember loving him were his brother and his caretaker. His brother he rarely saw- too ashamed from leaving him disappointed as he followed a life of crime. His caretaker he visited occasionally. His brother thankfully hadn't told them about what Blingsuer had been up to in the city, so it was nice to still have some connection to his family. His caretaker would like Tixful, now that he thought of it.
Speaking of families, Blingsuer liked Tixful's- for the most part. Buxful was a little annoying, the holier-than-thou middle child that was always going on about some charity fundraiser or some bullshit like that. Pointful was okay. Blingsuer's experience with the youngest was limited, as they were always weepy and isolated. Tixful's parents he didn't like one bit.
A thought he didn't want to dwell on, given how warm he felt at this moment. His mind drifted into a dreamy haze, recalling memories he was so fond of. And then moving onto the stupidest shit his brain just popped out sometimes.
His eyes widened as one thought struck him. His tail curled around Tixful's leg, careful not to hurt him with the barb on the end, and he tapped his hand, nudging him gently.
"Hey," he said, shifting anxiously at how loud his voice seemed in the quiet room. He lowered his volume to a whisper and repeated himself, continuing to prod Tixful.
Tixful stirred slightly, frowning unconsciously and pressing his face more into Blingsuer's shoulder. "Hmm," he mumbled, the hands on Blingsuer's stomach playing with the hem of his shirt.
"Tix. You ever think air conditioning is just domesticated wind?" he asked quietly, no longer tapping his hand in favor of holding it instead. His claws slid between Tixful's fingers, grounding himself in the familiar touch.
Tixful groaned into Blingsuer's shoulder blade. His leg, which was pressed against the back of Blingsuer's, moved to cross over his thigh. Despite how annoyed he sounded, it was like he wanted nothing more than to bring Pursuer closer.
"I wish you would say something normal for once," he mumbled, lifting his head to rest his chin on Blingsuer's shoulder. The position allowed him to press a kiss to the monster's cheek. "nothing that comes out of your mouth is ever normal. But if you were normal, you wouldn't have ended up with me."
Blingsuer rolled his eyes, trying to ignore the violent warmth that flooded his face when Tixful's lips made contact with his skin. He didn't get flustered by kisses. No way. "Everything that comes out of your mouth is sappy and corny."
"You like it though," Tixful declared, pressing more kisses to Blingsuer's cheek, neck, and back. He squeezed the monster closer, arms still wrapped securely about his midriff.
Blingsuer couldn't help the shudder that rolled up his spine. "No I.. can you cut that out, dude!?" He made a very half-hearted attempt to push Tixful off him, to no avail. Tixful caught his arm and flipped them both, so Blingsuer was above him. Despite the fact Blingsuer could easily overpower the other man, he was willing to humor him. And maybe he was enjoying this too.
Tixful wrapped his arms around Blingsuer's neck, looking far too smug and comfortable for his boyfriend's taste. He was used to these types of situations, but Blingsuer wasn't. He stared down at Tixful like he couldn't decide whether to throttle him or kiss him.
He decided on the latter.
Now, Tixful knew how to kiss. He and Blingsuer had kissed before, but Bling was less than experienced, and neither of them had kissed like this together. But Blingsuer was grateful his first experience would be with Tixful.
Tixful, though excited, was not expecting a long, thick, bioluminescent teal tongue to get stuck in his mouth. He yelled and bit down instinctively, much to Blingsuer's shock. He recoiled, pulling his tongue back into his mouth. So much for setting the mood.
Tixful put a hand over his mouth, face hot and eyes wide. What a tongue. Good lord, the places that thing could reach..
He shook his head slightly, dispelling the thoughts. He sat up and leaned forward, taking Pursuer's hands in his own. "Sorry. I just didn't expect you to do that," he laughed nervously.
Bling Pursuer flushed, eyeing Tixful warily. "It's chill. I don't really know how to.. make out. With a dude, I mean." His fingers closed around Tixful's, eyes piercing into his through the dark.
"I can teach you," Tixful offered immediately, sounding far too eager for his own good. Blingsuer scoffed.
".. alright. Teach me."
Tixful didn't have to be told twice. He let go of Pursuer's hands reluctantly in favor of cupping his face. He leaned forward until they could both feel the other's breath on their faces. Tixful's tongue darted out to wet his lips anxiously.
"Just.. just kiss me like you always would," he instructed breathlessly. It sounded much closer to a plea than an instruction.
Blingsuer obeyed, his hands moving to hold onto Tixful's hips. He kissed him gently at first, like he always would, but gentle wasn't what Tixful wanted. He could feel the smaller man pulling him closer, demanding more.
He pushed Tixful back down onto the bed, earning a pitiful whine from his lover. That damned tongue came out again, slow this time. Tixful felt his breath catch when Blingsuer licked his lips, silently asking for permission. He nodded breathlessly, parting his lips enough for Pursuer's tongue to lap at his own.
Clearly, he was enjoying it far too much, because Pursuer pulled away after just a few seconds. Tixful growled, infuriated. "Why- why would you do that-? Can you- ohh. Oh wow," he squeaked as Pursuer latched onto his neck and bit down. He'd forgotten that Pursuer was kind of.. made to eat humans. Those teeth in him felt unnatural in the best kind of way. At this point, he would get a scar before he got a hickey.
His hands moved, one clutching Blingsuer's wrists, the other clawing at his back. "My god. Suer- that isn't fair," he protested weakly, eyelids fluttering. "God. Y-you sure you've never done this before?"
Bling Pursuer smirked against Tixful's skin, pleased to have the upper hand. His ego was stroked, his boyfriend was hot, and his virginity was hopefully absent after tonight.
"Never done this before. You sure I'm the virgin?" Bling Pursuer asked, lifting his head to kiss Tixful's lips. He didn't bother with tongue, but he did it repeatedly until Tixful was out of breath.
"Hmm.. you're a.. virgin?" Tixful asked between kisses, wrapping his legs around Blingsuer's waist. He chuckled before that too was swallowed greedily by Pursuer.
Bling didn't say anything, but his tail curled in agitation, the barb twitching slightly. He grabbed Tixful's wrists and pinned them beside his head, glowering at him. "We could change that."
Tixful swallowed, nodding nervously. All bravado was evaporated when Pursuer stared down at him like that. "We could," he said, licking his lips anxiously.
Bling Pursuer leaned down, watching as Tixful closed his eyes and parted his lips slightly. He snorted and moved one hand to put a finger in Tixful's mouth.
If someone could set the mood, Bling Pursuer could ruin it.
Tixful gagged, smacking Blingsuer's hand away and glaring at him. "Really? You wonder why you're a virgin then pull shit like this." He narrowed his eyes.
Bling Pursuer cackled, looking more like a frat boy than a grown creature with multiple counts of murder.
"You're insufferable!" Tixful hissed, cheeks just as warm as they were before. He didn't know why he expected something serious this time.
Bling Pursuer was still shaking with laughter when he leaned forward to give Tixful a kiss. Salty, he moved his head, denying Pursuer access. That only made him laugh harder. Tixful himself was having a hard time repressing a smile as well, despite himself.
Eventually, he caved. Bling Pursuer got his kiss (which Tixful DIDN'T enjoy), and Tixful got his apology.
Bling Pursuer's virginity could wait until another day.
They soon both fell asleep in each other's arms aww the end!