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« notanetrunner » TEXT ✧ AUDIO ✧ VIDEO ✧ ACTION V ✦ Cyberpunk 2077
RESIDENCE ✦ Emerald District, alone w/2 cats
GEMBOND ✦ Ruby
It's V; you know what to do.

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[pararomantic]

A seal. [ he says it with the deadest of voices before a half-chuckles leaves him. he keeps it vague on purpose, instead of any hesitance, smiling on the tail-end.

enough of that.

v's touch is soft, and roman instinctively leans into it, pushes his cheek into his fingers and indulging in the slow stroke over his cheekbone. it feels good, and the sensation the synchrony carries is a slow trickle of delight, pushing in with a soft hum. he lifts a hand to rest over v's knuckles. he likes this tangle that they've made, doesn't want to leave. ]

I'll drop by and show you later in the month if you want... I'm really fluffy and everything.

[bodyoftheseus]

[ like so many other animals v wasn't completely sure what seals looked like exactly. he knew they were aquatic, generally somewhere up north, but he'd never actually seen one and he'd never thought to look up a picture.

v wished he wasn't so tired and that his friend wasn't causing him to relax even more - the feeling of roman's hand resting over his pulled him from the thought he had. there was a thick comfort in all of this that v never had the opportunity to know before noctium and even there nothing he'd had here quite met whatever the hell this was. (a mistake, his mind would probably supply in the morning.) ]

'D like that. [ he'd just like seeing roman, really. the transformation was neither here nor there - though a seal was probably infinitely better than a centipede. ] Even if you turned into a centipede on accident.

[ he leaned in and gently kissed the other corner of his mouth: a tender promise he planted in an automatic motion. he was too comfortable to consider it and regret it right now, the warmth and comfort of their synchrony muddling things. ]

[pararomantic]

[ roman closes his eyes, feels the soft press of v's mouth against the corner of his lips. he leans into it contentedly, truly growing a little heavier with sleepiness. this definitely has to be some sort of mistake because truthfully, roman didn't think v would show. it says a lot about a person, that you go from point a jokingly straight to point b.

he's glad for it. there's something so incredibly loyal about v, roman wants to reward it. steadfastness, much of the same. ]

Heh... I'd tickle the shit outta you with that many legs... mm...

[ his voice is soft as he tucks his face into v's neck, slowly strokes his thumb over the skin of his knuckles, the movement of it travels over each ridge and bump, tracing tendon where it might be, or mechanical divot. he treats it the same as he'd treat any hand, really, a reverent part of a person, something that says a lot by how it touches other things. ]

'Bout you? What do you turn into?

[bodyoftheseus]

[ there was a brief second where v's expression was very serious - he was actually pretty ticklish and the thought roman somehow just called him out made him freeze - but it melted back into a tired smile, amused at the thought. he was probably right - with that many legs he'd probably be pretty worthless against roman and all the tickling that would ensue. ]

Well, thank Malachite that's not in the cards then, heh.

[ oh, oh, oh... he hadn't expected roman to tuck his face there, breath tickling his neck and making a slight shiver run down his spine. roman was so warm and he felt that warmth from the bloom of roman's breath to the tips of his toes but mostly it collected in his chest and it made him feel light. the gentle touch of his thumb over his hand was surprisingly comforting. there was only one other person who had ever touched him this way but finding a human that did... ]

A wolf. Big one.

[ he wasn't gonna talk about the ears or the tail or the fur. he was, however, going to turn his head so that it gently rested against roman's. ]

[pararomantic]

[ wow that's! not fair! why do people get to be cool and he is

a seal??????

regardless, he is still very much falling asleep, hardly fighting it at this point as he stifles a yawn in v's neck and truly feels the heaviness of his eyes close. ]

Wanna see that... for sure.

[ it's rare that roman finds comfort in sleeping with other people, but this place has twisted him up in knots, and it doesn't help that the sapphire embedded in the hollow of his throat practically throbs for intimacy and touch at every turn. v is someone he knows he can trust to have his back, and he hopes that maybe the feeling can somewhere down the line be mutual. he pulls his hand closer, to finally cradle v's knuckles against his chest, his fingers sliding between them slowly to interlace their fingers. his own heartbeat is slow, steady, but there's synchrony here, quiet, hesitant intimacy as roman feels himself slipping just a bit more.

he hikes up the blankets a little more, some for v, some for himself.

it's soft, barely there then, his voice, an afterthought but also a demand in some way: ]

Sleep with me... okay?

yeah we gucci to end this <3

[bodyoftheseus]

[ at the point that roman yawned into his neck he let his head gently rest against roman's. the motion soft and simply meant to close what space was left between them.

he rarely stayed the night, it was rarer still that he was this close to someone when he did. this was something that was usually reserved for an actual partner but v couldn't deny their chemistry and it might have been that noctium was making him go a little soft. he was trying to trust a bit more, trying to find it in him to let himself have things he wanted. his head kept trying to make this some transaction - since he'd done this now roman would owe him and be there for him later - but the truth was that v was here because he wanted to be; he just wanted to feel someone close. he hadn't expected this close.

he liked it.

the synchrony offered as much despite v's own hesitation and wariness. he was afraid to let this go too far and end up losing it but he also knew that he had to let people in eventually. maybe letting roman hold his hand close to his chest was a good start to that as they drifted in the darkness together, lost in each others' warmth. v couldn't bring himself to speak especially when he knew he wouldn't be able to sleep, not really, not the kind that brought dreams - but maybe that was better. all of his dreams were nightmares in one form or another.

he did, at least, allow roman's soft, slow breathing lull him into a very light sleep that was as fragile as this moment they shared. the last thought v had before he slipped into darkness was that he hoped he could have this again in the future. ]