RYSLIG - IC INBOX

[blackplantasia]

WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, HIVERENMARS. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 248.72.446.37 *** HIVERENMARS has joined 248.72.446.37 <HIVERENMARS> ohhh do i have this set up correctly? <HIVERENMARS> i do believe so! <HIVERENMARS> this is the inbox of edward atlus! <HIVERENMARS> feel free to send me messages <HIVERENMARS> as often as you like!

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[endette]

[Awesome, sharing worked!! But he's still grateful he managed to bite back the thing about that time his girlfriend of two weeks thought awkward car sex was on the menu, and then he blew it by just being an awkward car nerd and she decided he was too weird and flighty. He doesn't really want to focus on her! He wants to focus on Edward and how his hand feels warm and tingly wherever the other's thumb presses.

He's not so unsteady that he can't handle the pressure, even if his brain feels floatier by the second, but he props himself up with his free hand anyway as he nuzzles into the older's temple and prays that his breath didn't smell as potent as the drink had been.]

Yeah... Heh. We'll just do what feels right... Mnso... Wanna kiss a while? To get started...

aaaaaand fade to black babey

[blackplantasia]

[It does smell just as strongly, but Edward keeps that to himself as he returns the nuzzle. It's not worth mentioning here; he already knew Jörgen was drunk before he walked in here. That was their whole point of tension in the first place. He's nervous because of it, yeah, and he has a general feeling that this isn't a good idea, but he wants to at least give it a try. For him.

Edward lifts his head up and draws his tongue over Jörgen's lower lip. He doesn't ever answer the question formally. He'd rather just get started and remove the doubt in his mind.]