⌛ Who: Kinn and OPEN ⌛ What: What's happening around town? ⌛ When: Throughout December (more starters will be added as needed) ⌛ Where: Nippon but the focus will be mainly on the Eastern Kingdom. ⌛ Warnings:...Duh. Alerts will be in the subject lines.
Kinn still remembers very distinctly waking up without Porsche. He couldn't say waking up alone as most of his nights actually were with Riley (In the most platonic, brotherly way possible.) It wasn't the same, though. Here, he spooned his boyfriend, one hand snugged in between Porsche's legs as they slept as one lump in the bed instead of two distinctive ones.
He woke up first, as he usually did, still fuzzy from sleep and relaxed as he took in Porsche's scent. By now, he didn't have the city scent of Bangkok on him anymore (and Kinn could tell, thank you!) He decided another distinctive scent should be on him, though and Kinn moves his head slowly, tracing the shell of Porsche's ear with his nose as he breathed softly across it.
Porsche still wasn't sure how long he'd been trapped in the loop or even retained clear memories of what the loop had consisted of. All he could remember was that he'd been looking for Kinn and had been unable to find him. And so since his arrival in Nippon, he'd been perhaps clingier than usual, which was something of a trick considering his habit of keeping constant touch with Kinn whenever they were close to one another.
So the sleeping arrangement was certainly a welcome one. Especially since it came with soft breaths and the feel of Kinn's hands on his sleep-warmed skin. Without opening his eyes, he smiled. "Good morning," he whispered in a voice soft enough to match the gentle morning.
Kinn hums his greeting, still nosing Porsche's ear, using his breath to wash over delicate skin, his hand gently massaging the prize he protected dearly in the middle of the night.
"'Morning."
It was punctuated by a kiss to the satiny spot behind Porsche's ear. A momentary pause and he teethed the other's ear lobe. Kinn had zero intentions of letting Porsche up any time soon unless it was to pitch a tent under the sheets. Which, by the way, wasn't a bad idea as he lazily coaxed the lovely cock before him to fill.
His breath catching at the feel of teeth, Porsche tipped his head to the side a bit to give Kinn room to play if it meant he would get more of those fantastic nips and kisses in all the right spots. They were, after all, the perfect accent to the slow stroking going on under the covers.
"Find something you like?" he teased as he wiggled back, closing up the scant centimeters that might have remained between them. His smile slide into a grin as his ass pressed against Kinn's shaft. "I'm pretty sure I have."
Twisting a little, making certain not to break contact in the places they wanted it most, Porsche looked over his shoulder to catch Kinn's eyes, his own filled with the soul-deep love he'd felt for nobody else but the man behind him.
Kinn's eyes lifted up and met Porsche's. How the hell he survived three months without him, Kinn will never know. It was a miracle. They probably should leave merit at the temple.
"Yeah?" Kinn drawled, letting his fingers dance over the tip of Porsche's cock before smoothing back down to the root. "A nice, shiny gun?" His hips rock against Porsche's ass. "I think I found a nice, shiny gun~"
He leaned in closer, licking at Porsche's neck. "Bet it's even loaded," he purred, grinning at his own innuendo. "To the hilt."
Reaching behind him, Porsche closed his fingers around Kinn's hip to keep him pressed close. With both of them still warm from sleep and in the private world of their room, Porsche couldn't ask for anything more in that moment.
The inside joke had his grin widening. "There's only one way to know," he answered with a roll of his hips that had him pushing back against Kinn's hardening cock and then into the light, teasing touch. "You're going to have to do a thorough inspection."
Tipping his head back a bit more, kissing along his boyfriend's jaw with loving little nips. "After all I'm probably overdue for a skills assessment, aren't I?"
"Severely." But his tone was still sleep warm and velvety. Kinn tilted his head just a little so he could bask in the attention, rocking slowly up against Porsche's ass in the process. They had no place to be, no meetings. Sure, Kinn had to bring Porsche up to par with what was going on around here, but that could wait. There were more important things to do.
"We should make certain your aim is still passable." Naturally, he knew all the assessments that needed to be done. It was just, trying to remember everything when there was a stick cock in his hand and teeth on his throat. "Cleaning inspection, too." His hand was still stroking but as he went back down to the root, he splayed his fingers to fondle his balls. His other hand joined in, tweaking Porsche's nipple before rolling the nub in his fingers.
Smiling against the strong column of Kinn's neck, Porsche was waking up quickly with the witty teasing. But more than that, his boyfriend was hitting all the right spots. The glide of fingers over his dick had his stomach tensing with growing need.
"What about speed and endurance?" he asked as he savored the feel of Kinn's fingers skimming over more sensitive skin. "Are those both still important?"
Reaching behind him, between their bodies, Porsche closed his fingers around Kinn's cock. Fantastically hard in his grasp, Porsche squirmed a bit until it was nestled between his thighs, the tip nudging the underside of his balls each time he rocked back against the other man. A little lube would be nice but this was still foreplay. He could reach for it easy enough.
Kinn groaned softly, accentuating the sound just for Porsche's benefit. Once warm thighs were surrounding him, he rocked slowly and gently in time with the stroking of Porsche's cock.
"Speed? Call it... reflexes. But for endurance, you have to last a long, long time." As if he was going to have Porsche come quickly. He had his boyfriend in his clutches now and he wasn't going to let go anytime soon. "So consider your assessment starting now."
Kinn was intent on having this last for as long as possible. Until he couldn't take it anymore and he pushed Porsche face down into the mattress as he drilled into him.
It wasn't the easiest of things to learn. Whoever said, 'all you need to do is sit and the horse does all the work,' was a fucking liar. After these... lessons, Kinn's ass was sore, his shoulders were sore, his legs were sore--but he didn't complain.
So he was back at the barn/stable, whatever one wanted to call it, brushing down the mare Mingjue was teaching Kinn to ride, letting his thoughts wander a bit as he fell into the repetitive motions.
No, learning how to ride was not as easy as some made it out to be. Nie Mingjue knew how due to learning from a young age. That did not, however, mean that Kinn couldn't learn. It wouldn't be something he'd be great at in one day either. He would not, however, be surprised if Kinn was rather sore.
Back at the stable he brushes his hand over the neck of his own horse, eyes looking over toward Kinn," You did not do bad for someone not used to this." He had done neither good nor bad but somewhere between.
He wasn't certain if he should take that praise or not. It seemed like a backhanded compliment to him. Choosing to keep things neutral, Kinn nodded, continuing the brush the hide. "My skill set is more in the office than out in nature," he reminded the other.
Getting the saddle on and the bridle on was still an issue with him-more because of his healing arm than any other competency issues.
Unfortunately, Nie Mingjue wouldn't really know a backhanded compliment even if it smacked him straight in the face. The man was still new to all of this, yes, but that didn't mean he did bad on his first day. He didn't do great but he didn't do bad either. "You'll learn in time." To be one with the horse, with nature, and not so much the office, as it were.
"How is your arm?" He knows that the saddle and bridle had to be a bit hard for the other man to deal with, at least a bit. As long as Kinn didn't put too much strain on it.
Kinn thought about his arm as he brushed the horse's hide with his good hand. "It hurts less these days. I suppose the bone's knit together well enough, but tension still doesn't feel great."
Once done with brushing, he proceeded to add the blankets, trying to remember the order they went on. Luckily the saddle was fairly light so it wasn't much strain on his bad arm when he slung it onto the horse's back.
"No, tension does not feel good when one breaks their bones," Mingjue agrees. It's possible that in all of his years he's actively broken a few bones of his own, even before he took over the Nie Sect at age nineteen. However, what mattered is that Kinn was recovering and seem to be recovering rather well. It would possibly take a bit before it healed completely and then Kinn would have to strengthen it.
Those eyes do, however, watch the other with the horse and how he was setting everything. If the other was forgetting an order then he had no problem reminding him in which order things went. "How long does something mend without spiritual energy?" He's used to cultivators and their spiritual energy helping the healing process.
Kinn thinks about the question as he finally straps the saddle on. "Depending on how severe the break and how old the person is, 6-8 weeks is the norm, three months for complications. Sometimes they can be so bad that you need to be in traction."
He looks back to Mingjue. "They... stick metal rods in to keep the bones in place as they heal."
"Vastly different from us cultivators then," Mingjue states watching Kinn. Though, he finds it interesting that broken bones would take someone that long to heal. When one was used to spiritual energy they don't think about things like that. However, cultivators didn't have hospitals back where he was from. They had healers when they were needed but mostly that was for those who did not cultivate or when spiritual energy couldn't heal someone.
Metal rods? "And this metal does not snap or break?"
It had been several days before Kinn allowed Porsche out of their bed-for lack of a better way of saying it. But they needed to come up for air and Porsche needed to figure out the lay of the bar, which meant he was there while Kinn was dealing with some paper work. He wanted to get the rest of the hotel/compound fixed up and then investigate how businesses worked around here. There was also the consideration of the black market, too. Because all the 'official' and 'legal' stuff was all a front for the plans he had to make certain they were taken care of and safe.
Currently, the things he had collected was in the process of giving him a headache-which he was not looking forward to. But his arm which was almost healed was itching like mad and he was doing his best not to itch. What he hadn't been expecting was the door to his room flinging open and a herd of dogs coming in a rush.
Kinn wasn't used to that kind of disturbance and reacted reflexively, reaching for the gun that was not in the back of his pants. Sighing in frustration, he relaxed, looking at the balls of fur now circling around him. "How the hell did you get in here?"
Riley came in after the dogs holding a cat in his arms. He had a great big smile on his face because he had plans. Well him and Will both. But the point was that those plans involved getting Kinn out of this room for a bit.
"I let them in so that way they can drag you to our rooms!"
The dogs... he swore they were secretly trained to be pests as they started jumping and trying to lick his face. Dirty paws on his shirt? ARE YOU INSANE?!
His eyes shifted over to the two Fae, his expression dark enough to strike fear in most people. Unfortunately, it no longer had the desired effect for his found family. Still grumbling, he quickly rescued his notebook and placed it on the high shelf before someone could chew on it.
"What's wrong with your rooms?" he asked, trying to walk to the doorway without getting tripped up. The dogs seemed even more animated as he was going in the desired direction.
"You're not there! Oh and don't worry about your book. They won't touch it." After all, the dogs were very good and never ate his or Will's things! But he was utterly delighted to watch them herd Kinn to the door. It was perfect really. Because this way they didn't have to try to drag him! He and Will could just enjoy the show!
"You've been in your room with P'Porsche all this time! It's time to love us too for a bit!"
Because that was how that worked obviously. (And no, Riley had no idea that he was older than Porsche and should be using something else for him.)
"We take our duty to air you out very seriously!" Will nodded sagely. Though he did move out of the way to let the dogs herd Kinn in the right direction. It was good that they had the greater numbers or this plan might not work as well. He tried to remain serious, but watching Kinn shuffle along where the dogs guided him was too adorable!
"Ah... no?" Look, he was trying not to step on anyone, here. Which made him look a little ridiculous as he half danced around noses poking here and there and paws skittering about.
It was probably good that he was being herded like this. There was little chance for Kinn to be able to say no. "I saw pictures but--" There's just enough footwork in his steps to show he knows how to fight like this even if he's trying to not fall flat on his face.
"I need to be aired out?!" Seriously? He showered! They both had before Porsche headed out to the bar.
"They're very good at helping," Riley pointed out proudly as he trotted ahead so he could open the door to their rooms. That way the dogs would be able to get Kinn inside. He was trying so hard not to giggle and was only barely successful.
"But yes. Even after a shower you haven't left your room in days! It's time to make sure you see other people for a bit!"
He patted Shelley's head in passing. "Oh and we're going to cuddle you because we missed you."
For Porsche! Clearly, this one's NSFW
He woke up first, as he usually did, still fuzzy from sleep and relaxed as he took in Porsche's scent. By now, he didn't have the city scent of Bangkok on him anymore (and Kinn could tell, thank you!) He decided another distinctive scent should be on him, though and Kinn moves his head slowly, tracing the shell of Porsche's ear with his nose as he breathed softly across it.
Re: For Porsche! Clearly, this one's NSFW
So the sleeping arrangement was certainly a welcome one. Especially since it came with soft breaths and the feel of Kinn's hands on his sleep-warmed skin. Without opening his eyes, he smiled. "Good morning," he whispered in a voice soft enough to match the gentle morning.
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"'Morning."
It was punctuated by a kiss to the satiny spot behind Porsche's ear. A momentary pause and he teethed the other's ear lobe. Kinn had zero intentions of letting Porsche up any time soon unless it was to pitch a tent under the sheets. Which, by the way, wasn't a bad idea as he lazily coaxed the lovely cock before him to fill.
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"Find something you like?" he teased as he wiggled back, closing up the scant centimeters that might have remained between them. His smile slide into a grin as his ass pressed against Kinn's shaft. "I'm pretty sure I have."
Twisting a little, making certain not to break contact in the places they wanted it most, Porsche looked over his shoulder to catch Kinn's eyes, his own filled with the soul-deep love he'd felt for nobody else but the man behind him.
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"Yeah?" Kinn drawled, letting his fingers dance over the tip of Porsche's cock before smoothing back down to the root. "A nice, shiny gun?" His hips rock against Porsche's ass. "I think I found a nice, shiny gun~"
He leaned in closer, licking at Porsche's neck. "Bet it's even loaded," he purred, grinning at his own innuendo. "To the hilt."
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The inside joke had his grin widening. "There's only one way to know," he answered with a roll of his hips that had him pushing back against Kinn's hardening cock and then into the light, teasing touch. "You're going to have to do a thorough inspection."
Tipping his head back a bit more, kissing along his boyfriend's jaw with loving little nips. "After all I'm probably overdue for a skills assessment, aren't I?"
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"We should make certain your aim is still passable." Naturally, he knew all the assessments that needed to be done. It was just, trying to remember everything when there was a stick cock in his hand and teeth on his throat. "Cleaning inspection, too." His hand was still stroking but as he went back down to the root, he splayed his fingers to fondle his balls. His other hand joined in, tweaking Porsche's nipple before rolling the nub in his fingers.
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"What about speed and endurance?" he asked as he savored the feel of Kinn's fingers skimming over more sensitive skin. "Are those both still important?"
Reaching behind him, between their bodies, Porsche closed his fingers around Kinn's cock. Fantastically hard in his grasp, Porsche squirmed a bit until it was nestled between his thighs, the tip nudging the underside of his balls each time he rocked back against the other man. A little lube would be nice but this was still foreplay. He could reach for it easy enough.
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"Speed? Call it... reflexes. But for endurance, you have to last a long, long time." As if he was going to have Porsche come quickly. He had his boyfriend in his clutches now and he wasn't going to let go anytime soon. "So consider your assessment starting now."
Kinn was intent on having this last for as long as possible. Until he couldn't take it anymore and he pushed Porsche face down into the mattress as he drilled into him.
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Nie Mingjue--unclean realm
So he was back at the barn/stable, whatever one wanted to call it, brushing down the mare Mingjue was teaching Kinn to ride, letting his thoughts wander a bit as he fell into the repetitive motions.
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Back at the stable he brushes his hand over the neck of his own horse, eyes looking over toward Kinn," You did not do bad for someone not used to this." He had done neither good nor bad but somewhere between.
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Getting the saddle on and the bridle on was still an issue with him-more because of his healing arm than any other competency issues.
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"How is your arm?" He knows that the saddle and bridle had to be a bit hard for the other man to deal with, at least a bit. As long as Kinn didn't put too much strain on it.
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Once done with brushing, he proceeded to add the blankets, trying to remember the order they went on. Luckily the saddle was fairly light so it wasn't much strain on his bad arm when he slung it onto the horse's back.
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Those eyes do, however, watch the other with the horse and how he was setting everything. If the other was forgetting an order then he had no problem reminding him in which order things went. "How long does something mend without spiritual energy?" He's used to cultivators and their spiritual energy helping the healing process.
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He looks back to Mingjue. "They... stick metal rods in to keep the bones in place as they heal."
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Metal rods? "And this metal does not snap or break?"
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Mafia Compound-- Fae folk and Fae pets
Currently, the things he had collected was in the process of giving him a headache-which he was not looking forward to. But his arm which was almost healed was itching like mad and he was doing his best not to itch. What he hadn't been expecting was the door to his room flinging open and a herd of dogs coming in a rush.
Kinn wasn't used to that kind of disturbance and reacted reflexively, reaching for the gun that was not in the back of his pants. Sighing in frustration, he relaxed, looking at the balls of fur now circling around him. "How the hell did you get in here?"
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Riley came in after the dogs holding a cat in his arms. He had a great big smile on his face because he had plans. Well him and Will both. But the point was that those plans involved getting Kinn out of this room for a bit.
"I let them in so that way they can drag you to our rooms!"
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"Is he coming over?" Then, more quietly, to the dogs, "Get him! Bring him here!"
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The dogs... he swore they were secretly trained to be pests as they started jumping and trying to lick his face. Dirty paws on his shirt? ARE YOU INSANE?!
His eyes shifted over to the two Fae, his expression dark enough to strike fear in most people. Unfortunately, it no longer had the desired effect for his found family. Still grumbling, he quickly rescued his notebook and placed it on the high shelf before someone could chew on it.
"What's wrong with your rooms?" he asked, trying to walk to the doorway without getting tripped up. The dogs seemed even more animated as he was going in the desired direction.
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"You've been in your room with P'Porsche all this time! It's time to love us too for a bit!"
Because that was how that worked obviously. (And no, Riley had no idea that he was older than Porsche and should be using something else for him.)
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"Have we introduced you to the pets yet, Kinn?"
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It was probably good that he was being herded like this. There was little chance for Kinn to be able to say no. "I saw pictures but--" There's just enough footwork in his steps to show he knows how to fight like this even if he's trying to not fall flat on his face.
"I need to be aired out?!" Seriously? He showered! They both had before Porsche headed out to the bar.
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"But yes. Even after a shower you haven't left your room in days! It's time to make sure you see other people for a bit!"
He patted Shelley's head in passing. "Oh and we're going to cuddle you because we missed you."
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