[Game 20] Epilogue

[arsgoetia]

Maon leads the way back towards civilization—somehow making his way easily back out through the woods, and you know, there's some things you just don't ask about.

It's a little longer walk back than it was getting there—you'd ended up popping out in a slightly different location. The sun isn't quite up enough to be causing any adverse side effects, and somehow as you walk, you find any fatigue or pain or chill drifting away, leaving you feeling rejuvinated rather than exhausted. The really happy archangel might be partially to blame for that.

The cottage soon comes into sight. Siùsaidh is sitting on the porch waiting, and Tristan's car is once again parked outside.

"Tis about time ye got back," she says firmly. "Tis been three days, and I can only mind an incubus in my home fer so long. Step inside for breakfast, now, won't ye?"

[we will continue to pick at threads in the Endgame but feel free to hit up anybody anywhere in the Epilogue! thanks for the game, see you again in three years soon ♥]

Comments

[liarliarliar]

We. We should.

[swallows hard, not really wanting to stop what with these soft soft lips driving him mad and making him shiver]

Maybe it'll be easier to stop if I do hide my face.

[hands briefly reach for a hood that isn't there, somehow forgetting it's gone for a moment. So instead he just presses his face into Madison's chest, hands twisting the fabric of Maddy's hoodie as he just kind of. Whines.]

I want so much right now I wanna yank off your shirt and touch your wings and play with your hair and....

[boatsights]

[. . . letting out a soft laugh, vvvvery pleased]

Oh. I'm happy. I love you. I'm happy. Maybe I'll just give you a kiss for every day we were apart, and then I'll let you go . . .

[liarliarliar]

I absolutely won't survive that many kisses. . . I'll go crazy fifty in and make this too lewd.

[muffled, face still pressed down. He reaches up with a hand to find some hair and give a little tug]

And shouldn't I be the one spoiling the birthday boy?

[boatsights]

A thousand kisses. Ahh, you don't think Shuuya on top of me like this is a happy birthday?

[liarliarliar]

It's a good start but I should probably improve my game here. Haaa...

[pushes himself back up a bit so he can look Madison in the eyes]

A thousand kisses, huh. Maybe I should give them to you. Start with the lips? Behind the ears? The toes and work my way up?

[boatsights]

[just stares back at him, then starts to smirk, grinning]

You beat me to that. Oh no . . .

[liarliarliar]

If that's what you want I'll do my best. But you need to tell me where you want your kisses.

[boatsights]

[letting out a full-bodied shiver, biting his lip on a little whine, gaze going unfocused briefly. good job Kano, enjoy thinking about that later]

Not—not right now. We really should . . .

[liarliarliar]

[getting up and off Madison]

Right!

[but why do we have to stop is there a place to sneak off can we steal a car]

[boatsights]

[standing up as well, stepping back into the room and adjusting his clothes. his hair is a lost cause]

[liarliarliar]

[gets a dry shirt

looks at bed longingly]

I want a nap. . .

[boatsights]

[takes advantage of Kano putting the shirt on to wrap his arms—and wings—around him from behind, nipping his neck]

A nap?

[liarliarliar]

[yelps at the nip

oh god all these feathers. Swallows hard. Keep it together]

Well if we can't...! Then a nap would calm me down!

[boatsights]

[laughing at him, tickling Kano's cheek with one wing as his hands crawl up his stomach, rucking up that shirt. again]

Oh. Are you excited?

[liarliarliar]

[his response is to try to fight back a whimper because that's a lot of touching at once when he wasn't braced for it]

Yes I'm excited yessss.

[boatsights]

[braces his palms against him, taking a few deep breaths because that just rushed through him]

. . . I don't want to rush . . .

[like, those are the words he says, but the tone is more like, I want to press close and never let go. so.]

[liarliarliar]

I. I don't mind waiting if it's what you want ah. But if we're waiting I.

[whimpers without biting it back this time]

If we're stopping we have to stop right now because you are making me go crazy.

[boatsights]

[genuinely doesn't seem like he's going to stop, for a long moment, breathing incredibly fast, entire body hot and electric all at once]

[but apparently having an angel in your head and your father downstairs lends some form of self-restraint, because he eases back, folding his wings away and shuddering, tugging Kano's shirt down]

I love you. Finish getting dressed.

[liarliarliar]

That's what I was trying to do until someone got all sexy at me.

[fumbling for his hoodie]

[boatsights]

Sorry.

[he doesn't sound super sorry]

[—the remainder of the water just sort of. leaves the hoodie, drawn out of it by magic, swirling briefly before splashing into a potted plant nearby, leaving the hoodie totally dry]

[liarliarliar]

I thought you said the water wasn't a trap...!

[boatsights]

It—it wasn't! I panicked. And forgot.

[liarliarliar]

I can't believe this situation....

[boatsights]

[runs his hands through his own hair, finger-coming it back into a ponytail, laughing under his breath]

I love you.

[liarliarliar]

You better make this up to me.