Ask A Tale of Two Accents

[Laeonas Tannaras]

Right past the main storage area, they'd move through a wide open hallway, with fine plasteel walls along the way. To the left was Laeonas' gymnasium, containing all the equipment he'd kept in the back left corner of the original storage room. Benches, a pull up bar, dumbells, a mat, and a punching bag adorned the room. It was simple equipment, but it was something he was familiar with. Most of his exercises had always been calesthenic in nature anyways.

The next room was much more well furnished. Across the wall was a 70 inch holoscreen. A large, leather bound sofa stretched across the room. The plasteel bulkhead was painted burgundy in this room, while the floors were lined with velvet carpet. Considering the coffee table and cabinet for drinks behind the sofa, it was probably a bad idea to line the floor with fabric. Laeonas didn’t mention it at all as they’d move on.

The next was, surprisingly enough, a kitchen. Even the gym was better furnished than this room. There was a simple, square steel table and chair in the corner. Against a wall was a two doored refrigerator with an ice dispenser. The appliances were modern, but they weren’t exaclty impressive. Nothing hung on the walls. Nothing furnished the room besides this. It was bland, a place for eating, and nothing more.

Than, there was the bedroom.

“Now, as ya can see, there’s tha bed; Ai ordered tha king size a few days ago, and the sheets were picked by a designer.” He explained, walking into the room. The walls were painted a simple, light grey shade, while the floor was while and black stone tile. The furniture, besides the bed itself, was relatively simple; durasteel cabinets, end tables, lamps. The simplicity of it all was a style that had come naturally to the man, in spite of how… excessive he tended to be in other ways.

“Course, there’s also the walk in closet, tha master bathroom, but that shite doesn’t matter.” He’d handwave both away, mostly because his closet was mostly empty, and because there was one, final room of interest. It didn’t take them long to move through that singular hallway, up through the final set of doors. Opening with a hiss, a single chair, a massive panel of buttons, receivers, levers, switches and other controls, as well as a few monitors on the side walls greeted them. It was obviously the cockpit.

“Chair’s nice, but it ain’t as comfy as ya think.” He began, taking a seat and swiveling it around. “Panels aren’t fit fer sittin’, walls aren’t fit fer leanin’. Only one place in the whole room to sit down, and th’at’s this chair. Or at least, it would be, if I weren’t ‘ere instead.” He explained, crossing those mesh covered legs of his.

“Well?~”

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@LouJoVi

 

[Senin Ravelo]

Senin followed Laeonas through the ship's hallways. The first room that they stopped in seemed to be a small gymnasium. The young man needed to agree that it was relatively well equipped. "You have a very good place there, Gato. Now I can see how you maintain your good form!" he said, winking at the other.

The next room that they visited was a holoscreen room. In the Acolyte's opinion, it was very cosy. He noticed the cabinet for drinks behind the sofa and smirked. Given how much the older man drunk when they were at the nightclub, Senin wasn't surprised that he would have something like that in his ship.

After they passed through the kitchen, the two entered in a Laeo's bedroom. Like the last room, it was also simple. However, Senin could recognize that the sheets in the bed were expensive. "I like the bed and the sheets. You have a good taste, Gato." while he looked around the room, the Acolyte was really surprised how a ship could become a comfortable place to live. " Do you know? I think that I'll really buy a ship after today."

Then, they finally arrived at the cockpit. A smirk appeared on Senin's face when Laeonas sat in the pilot chair. He started to walk towards the older man and stopped in front of him. He put his hands on the other's shoulders and leaned, his face close to the Brentaalan’s. "Now we start to know each other, then we can finish it elsewhere." then he gave Laeo a kiss full of desire.

@Tom

 

[Laeonas Tannaras]

Laeonas would listen to the man's words, a smirk finding it's way to his lips every time. The final admission that he planned to buy a ship prompted a laugh to escape the man's lips. "Ai didn't exactly 'buy' this ship, but th'at's a story t'be told over dinner." He playfully responded, before approaching the cockpit. "At tha taime, Ai couldn't really afford it either. But there are... things th'at can be done in this galaxy fer ya ta earn more than enough credits ta buy tha better things in life." He went on, casually flicking his right earlobe, earring bobbling with it.

The quick tour of the cockpit and Laeonas' explanation ended. He'd uncross his legs almost immediately after crossing them, looking up at the younger redhead. A hand would come to grip his shoulder, and that face he quite enjoyed looking at would close it's distance to his own. Words laced with desire reached his ears. Anticipation that had been building over days burned within him.

Than, he kissed him.

Unsurprised, Laeonas reciprocated the kiss, mouth opening as they'd press against each other. Lips smacked while aquamarines were closed, and his arms reached up to wrap around Senin's back. Fingers gripped at cloth, and there was almost a hint of dissatisfaction at the absence of the feeling of skin. Laeonas didn't wait to fix it, hands traveling down to Senin's waist, gripping the rim of his shirt and pulling up. Aquamarines opened again to take in the sight of bare skin, the definition of muscle, while hands reached to feel the fuzz of hair and the hardness of bone.

The kisses between them in the nightclub restroom looked dispassionate compared to this. Any time their lips separated, one could see their tongues moving together, embraced as one as two men shared in intimacy. Tonight, there'd be no more distractions. No gangs to accost them, no injuries to pull them apart. As Laeonas allowed his jacket to come off in front of another by his own will for the first time in years, there wouldn't even be fear to get in the way. There were just two, locked in passion, all through the night.

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There hadn't been many words that had escaped Laeonas' lips. Ironically enough, the chatterbox of a man wasn't very verbal while being intimate. There were groans, grunts, and a lot of breathing, but not even the hint of a swear under his breathe could be coaxed from his lips. Even as every wall of the ship was covered in the sweat of their backs of the prints of their hands, as every piece of furniture was used for support, and as the floor of Laeonas' holo room gave Senin the rugburn of a lifetime, the blue eyed raven spoke nought. He wouldn't allow any distractions during their passions, that he was sure of.

It took awhile for them to wind down. As it turned out, both men had excellent stamina. Were Laeonas even younger he might have wished that they continue for longer, coaxing his partner with a few kisses on the neck or back; or in less traditional places, depending on the response. There had been breaks, mostly for water, but it was only after the last one that Laeonas would arrive back in his room with a smirk on his lips, and flop down on the mattress. A groan muffled by the mattress escaped his lips, before his head turned to his right. Drenched in sweat, Laeonas looked as if he'd just climbed out of the refresher; though, he certainly didn't smell like it.

"D'ya... mind if we call it a night?~" He'd ask, smiling over at the boy with the ginger hair. "We can kick it off in tha mornin', but ya might be sore... Ai dunno if ya'd be able t'walk fer a few days if we don't give it a break, heh..." He continued, splaying an arm out, grabbing at his hair. "What's tha phrase... tha mind is willin', but tha body ain't?~" He teased, before leaning across the mattress. If he'd have him, Laeonas would kiss into the man's neck, tongue tracing along flesh before he bit down. "Did Ai tell ya that ya taste perfect with salt?" He joked, leaning up to peck the boy's cheek.

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@LouJoVi

 

[Senin Ravelo]

Laeonas reaction to him saying that wanted to buy a ship made Senin curious. So the older man didn't buy this ship. The G’weneen wondered how he had acquired it, perhaps it was associated with these "things" that he mentioned. The young man "Well, Gato, I would not mind if we talk about that during dinner." he said, winking at the other.

Then he started to kiss the Brentaalan, who soon reciprocated it. After days of waiting, he could finally satiate his desire for the other. He felt Laeonas move his hands down to his waist and start to remove his shirt. Senin broke the kiss to help the other remove it, but soon their lips once again met. The sensation of the other man's rough hands running through his bare skin sent shivers through the G'weneen's body

Senin moved his hand to Laeo's jacket and eagerly started to remove it. After the older man was without this, the Acolyte held the Brentaalan's head between his hands and kissed him again. In the young man's opinion, these kisses were far better than the one that they shared at the Emergency room. There wasn’t even comparison. Their tongues moving against each other and Laeonas's taste, it was all perfect.

As the G'weneen have said before, they were now starting to explore their bodies and until the end of the night, they would know each corner of each other.

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After some time of them being intimate with each other, their energy finally ended. They ended at Laeonas' bedroom, where Senin was now sprawled in the bed, waiting for the older man to return from the kitchen. He was tired, the Acolyte never had a partner that made him feel this way. Laeo really had a good stamina, perhaps it was due to him being a Force user.

He smiled when the Brentaalan entered the room and soon he was back on the bed. Senin closed his tired eyes when Laeonas touched his hair "I agree, Gato. I was going to invite you for dinner, but I think that it’s already too late for that." he yawned "And I'm also tired."

Then Laeonas kissed and licked his neck, making a lewd comment about his taste. This made the Acolyte groan. " Você é insaciável!" he laughed and turned his head, starting a kiss with the other. "But I really wanted to go out with you tomorrow and I need to be able to walk to do that." then he put an arm around the other's chest and placed his head over it. "Do you mind if I sleep there with you? We could stay this way." while he waited for the Brentaalan's answer, he started to kiss the other man's skin.

@Tom

 

[Laeonas Tannaras]

The voice of the pretty redhead had been one he'd grown accustomed to over days, but after the past few hours, it had come to be a source of as much pleasure as the rest of the man's body. Those inviting tones, that breathy sound that came with every tired word. The way his accent made his speech sound similar to that of a melody, playing for his satisfaction. He wondered what he had done to deserve him; both as a friend, and as the best lover he'd had in quite awhile. Ofcourse, the most satisfying answer possible was the one that was the truth.

Nothing.

Laeonas had simply existed, as he was. He hadn't initiated the conversation between the two men. He hadn't put on a different persona, nor was he under the influence when they'd first met. He had acted exactly as he truly was, been honest with the man in all the ways that mattered most. That had been enough for Senin to want him, desire him more than any he'd wanted before. It wasn't just a boost to his ego, or gratifying in how much he'd enjoyed himself.

It was empowering.

To be with him as he was, sober, bare chested and true. To lay with him without any restrictions, to have each other in that way that was often only a dream to most. It had come with no reprisals, no punishments, no drawbacks. There hadn't even been any cramps or muscle twists. Just an uninterrupted night of passion and pleasure. There was nothing for him to be ashamed of, nothing to regret.

He felt very, very good about himself right now.

When lips pulled away from Senin's neck, Laeonas would allow his mouth to trail over the man's skin. Barely an inch away, the warmth of his breathe would still be perceptible to his lover. He'd done this a number of times by now, usually against the man's shoulder blades after the end of a round or the start of another. But by now, Laeonas would've done something more to indicate his desire to continue their passions. Yet all that remained was his hot breathe against his chest, fingers tugging at his hair, and the sudden arrival of Laeonas' other arm, coming to wrap around Senin's waist.

"Ai think after a workout laike th'at, we oughta treat ourselves t'morrow... or t'day, Ai suppose." He mused, before glancing at the clock on his nightstand. Aquamarines widened, reading the time and jolting up chest suddenly hitting the redhead's forehead as he started to kiss him. "Ho-OH, shite, sorry!" He exclaimed, reaching down to pull the man's head up a bit, checking him for bruises. "Ai swear Ai wasn't tryin' t'screw with ya darlin'." He'd reassure him, pausing as he realized what he'd just said.

"...wasn't tryin' t'screw... hehe... ehahaha...aHahaAAH!" His chest shook as laughter poured from his lungs. "Oh man, Ai wasn't eve-HUNNGH!!" He'd suddenly gasp, words caught on his breathe. He felt a pain shoot through the left half of his chest, and he'd fall backwards in shock. Eyes widened for a few moments, but the pain almost immediately subsided.

"...shite..." He whispered, clutching at his side. "Ai... don't think mae lung popped this time, but Ai think Ai'm gonna need t'rest fer awhile." He explained, letting out an exasperated sigh as he did so. "Guess gettin' out early, shaggin' fer six hours, and bangin' th'at pretty 'ead of yers against mae chest so 'ard did a number on me." He'd whisper again, closing his eyes for a moment, before turning back to Senin.

"By the way, Ai don't just not mind ya sleepin' 'ere, Ai'm telllin' ya t'sleep 'ere. No questions a'bout it. It's 4:30 AM and Ai ain't gonna spend tha next few hours before mornin' alone." He explained, the stern tone contrasted against by the weakness of his voice, while his playful expression matched neither. Laeonas didn't bother saying anything more, though if Senin allowed him, his arms would wrap around his back, fingers reaching around opposite sides of his waist and yanking him close.

Even with an injured lung, this was still the best night he'd had in a long, long time.

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@LouJoVi

 

[Senin Ravelo]

Even with him feeling exhausted, Senin needed to admit that the kisses that Laeonas was giving to his skin were so good that maybe he could have strength for another round with the older man.

However, before the Acolyte could decide to jump at Laeonas and start everything again, the other stopped kissing him. The sensation of the Brentaalan's hand running through his was making his eyes become heavy. When the older man put his other arm around his waist, Senin snuggled in his chest. He really could get used to it.

He was nearly falling asleep when suddenly Laeonas moved and his chest hit Senin's head. Soon the older man was apologizing and searching his head for injuries. "I'm fine, Gato." what the Brentaalan said next, made Acolyte laugh. "Well, you already did it!" the two would laugh together until Laeo started to cough. It made the young man nervous "Gato, are you fine? I think that we shouldn't have done that, you left the hospital yesterday." he felt a bit guilty. What if their lustful desires ended causing more damage to the Brentaalan’s lung?

He nodded at the other, they should rest now. After allowing Laeonas' arms to wrap around his waist, Senin put his head in the older man's shoulder and kissed his neck "Good… morning, I think. Have good dreams." he said, while his arm wrapped around the Brentaalan's chest. This way, hugging the other, the G'weneen soon fell asleep.

@Tom

 

[Laeonas Tannaras]

A response as compassionate as Senin's wasn't one he usually got when injured. In others, it might have inspired a feeling of gratitude, closeness, or further intimacy. In Laeonas, all he felt was the need to respond. "It ain't nothin' t'worry about, darlin'. Ain't yer fault if Ai went along tha 'ole way." He'd respond, still using barely a whisper. "'Sides... it was totally worth it." He'd add, a cheeky grin slipping onto his lips.

As Senin kissed his neck, he'd let out a long, breathy exhale. Even with the pain he'd felt and the possible consequences, he didn't regret what they'd done even slightly. This had been an experience like none that he'd gone through before. The man who didn't think he could sleep with someone sober had shattered any and every one of those notions. Not only had he explored himself in a way he never had, but he'd gotten the opportunity to explore it with another. Up until now, their night had been perfect.

Even as the man closed his eyes, he couldn't help but giggle at Senin's final words. "They'll probably be of you, so they're bound t'be nice." He'd mutter, relaxing as he felt the man wrap his arms around him. Embraced, exhausted, and unquestionably comfortable, it didn't take long for either man to fall asleep.

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Laeonas woke without any prompting, eyes groggily opening. The lights in the room hadn't been turned off, neither of them having bothered to shut it off before hitting the sack. Looking down, Senin was still asleep, face tucked into his neck and chin pressed against his shoulder. Lips tugged up into a smile, finding the boy's resting expression particularly cute. Leaning down, he'd place a kiss on the man's forehead, before he slowly unwrapped his arm from around Senin's hips, and pealed away his arms.

Even if the G'weneese man stirred awake, Laeonas would make his way into the refresher on the other side of the room. Within minutes, he'd turned on the shower, and allowed the water to run over his bare form. He hadn't purchased any new toiletreets since the retrofit, but he let the water run over him all the same. Hours of coitus was fun, but it was exhausting. While Laeonas had solved the problem of his tiredness, he hadn't solved the problem of his odor. Even without soap, he would begin washing himself all the same.

The minutes would pass by, though standing up in the shower was beginning to get uncomfortable. He was sore from the night before; most of the night had been spent standing up, or with Laeonas supporting the whole of the man's weight with his hips. He felt no need to strain himself any further than he already had, especially if there was nothing to enjoy about it. Abruptly, the shower would be turned off. Stepping back out into the room, he'd switch on the nozzle for in-floor tub.

It took a few minutes for the tub to be filled. Absolutely massive, it could comfortably seat half a dozen. Why Laeonas would need such a massive place to bathe had been a question his engineer had asked, to which point the heavily drunk Laeonas had apparently just responded by saying "Bitches." This would be the first of the modifications that Laeonas had regretted, as it took ten whole minutes for the tub to fill. When he'd finally climb in, he'd try to lay back and relax. The hot water was soothing, loosening up his muscles.

Kicking a leg up over the rim, he'd begin to massage, humming an old tune as he went.

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@LouJoVi

 

[Senin Ravelo]

Laeonas movement in the bed made Senin wake up. However, he was still groggy from sleep and only saw the man walk somewhere, without saying anything. The Acolyte stretched lazily on the bed and turned to face the door that the older man went through. He started to remember how good the last night was. Laeo was probably the best partner that he had ever found.


His musings were interrupted by the sound of the shower. So Laeonas had decided to use the refresher. Senin needed to agree that it wasn't a bad idea. After how much effort they did, the two would really need a bath. The Acolyte was probably smelling bad, he could really use a refresher. However, the bed was so comfortable that made him want to stay in it a bit more.


After some time, the Acolyte started to feel bored. He had tried to return to sleep, but he couldn’t. The young man really missed the feeling of Laeonas' arms around him.

Sighing, the boy finally decided to get out of bed. Then he started to walk to the bathroom, passing through the door Laeonas had passed through. What he saw there made a smirk appear in his lips. Laeo was on a bath tube, with his leg over the rim. This was really a good thing to see by this time of the morning. Or was it already evening? He really didn't care.

Senin stopped in front of the bathtub, placing his hands on his waist "Can I join you, Gato? I think that I really need a bath." he said to the Brentaalan "We could give a massage to each other." his smirk grew. This could be a really good way to start a day.

@Tom

 

[Laeonas Tannaras]

Bathing for Laeonas' was a very important part of his day. Not only did it keep him clean, but it was good for his appearance as well. Washing off the dirt and clearing out his pores left his skin smooth. Working in makeup was easier when his skin was softer, and the colors came out better as well. For someone who cared so much about his image, it was a paramount part of looking his best. There was so much that simple bath could do.

There was another component however; one that ran back to his years on his homeworld. The way he’d had to count the seconds of his showers to avoid an overcharge on their water bill. How perpetually cold any bathing experience would be. How he often couldn’t bathe. Filling a tub that could fit ten with water that filled the room with steam was a rejection of all he’d experienced.

So, calmly and slowly did he move. Without a card in the world, he sat, allowing himself to relax. All faded away as he sunk into the rhythm. It wasn’t quite meditation, but it was a close s-

The sound of the door opening caught the Brentaali offguard, and he'd let out a yelp as he'd swivel to see who'd entered the room, leg slipping off the rim and back into the tub. A large splash displaced a large amount of the water, and Laeonas' otherwise imposing figure looked more like a toddler, staring upwards. Yet as his gaze focused on the man who'd joined them, he'd visibly relax, letting out a long exhale as he made eye contact with the younger redhead. "Do they not knock on G'wenee?" He'd ask, the irritation in his voice not matched by the mischievous expression he wore.

At Senin's request, Laeonas chuckled a bit, before outstretching his arms. "Ai really do appreciate th'at ya ask when ya know tha answer is gonna be yes anyway." He'd tease, biting his lip as he got a view of the man. This morning-- if it still was morning-- couldn't have started out better. Well, there could've been ten pretty redheads instead of one, but Laeonas wasn't greedy.

Well, he wasn't very greedy.

Crossing his legs, he'd beckon for the boy, an inviting expression on his face. "Don't keep me waitin'.”

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@LouJoVi

 

[Senin Ravelo]

Senin laughed when he saw Laeonas’ reaction to him opening the door. The older man looked like a child who was caught doing something wrong. The young man needed to admit that the face that the Brentaalan had made was pretty cute. “Oh, we knock. But I wanted to make a surprise.” he said, making a fake pout. “Aren’t you happy to see me this way?” the Acolyte outstretched his arms, showing his body to Laeo “I’m sad, Gato.”

His pout was replaced by a smirk after hearing what the older man said next. “Well, I ask because I’m a good boy. Don’t you think that I’m one?” he winked at the man. Just as Laeonas was teasing him, Senin would do the same. Then he started to walk toward the bath tube.

After he entered it, the Acolyte sat in front of the older man. He closed his eyes and leaned back at the bath tube’s rim. The temperature of the water was so good, he could feel his muscles relaxing. “I wanted to go out with you today, but I have no idea what time it is. Depending on what time it is we could have lunch or dinner together. What do you think?” he said to the other man without even opening his eyes. This showed how relaxed he felt at the moment.

“There are some very good restaurants in the city. I was going to invite you to dinner yesterday, before we decided to skip and go directly to the dessert.” he smiled, but didn't open his eyes. Last night was better than any dinner. But like good food, it was something that he wanted to repeat another time.

@Tom

 

[Laeonas Tannaras]

The pouting expression Senin wore won a look of amusement from the older man. It wasn't to dissimilar to the one he'd put on days earlier. It was humorous to see it turned back on him for a change. Ofcourse, his disappointment clearly wasn't serious, made obvious by how he put his figure on display for Laeonas' viewing pleasure. The man managed to suppress a number of dirty comments that came to mind, biting his lip and holding back laughter.

At the question from the man, Laeonas bit down a bit harder, chewing on his inner lip. "No comment." He'd manage to reply, resisting the urge to climb out and take the man back to their bed. Joining him shortly afterwards, Senin's features would visibly relax. Others might have felt some vicarious satisfaction in watching a lover get so comfortable. Instead, he felt what was already there; wanting. Wanting for the man in spite of his sore muscles and still recovering lungs.

But if the mind was willing, and the flesh was not, he certainly wouldn't attempt to subvert his body's will. It had never proven to be a good idea in the past, be it during a fight or a night in bed. Instead, Laeonas tried to focus on his bath. Massaging his legs carefully, he'd grind his fingers with circular motions across his flesh. His gaze was transfixed on the process, only sparing Senin a few glances. It was a good thing that the man's eyes were closed; making him feel neglected wouldn't have been pleasant.

However, Laeonas' focus on himself didn't that he was ignoring the redhead. The offer of dinner wasn't something he was used to; hell, taking someone back to the place he lived was new as well. Yet at this moment, having not eaten anything since he'd been discharged, and after experiencing the most intense workout he'd gone through in years, food was an appealing proposition. Laeonas wore a serious expression as he considered the redhead's words. Slipping his left leg back into the water, he'd kick up his left.

"Get over here." He'd say, flicking some water at the man. Turning his attention back to his leg, he'd begin the massage at his ankle. Working his way up to his calf, he'd reply, "Eatin' out sounds nice. Maybe a bit of clothes shoppin' once we're done? Mae wardrobe's a bit light these days." He'd suggest, moving one hand up to his shin. His hand would splay out into an open palm, gently massaging up to his thigh.

"It's up t'ya. While Ai'd adore spendin' tha rest of tha week just in this ship, Ai am unfortunately a bein' of flesh and blood, and not a minor God of carnal desires." He'd joke, finishing up the massage as his hands arrived at the place where hip met thigh. Finally turning his full attention to the other man, Laeonas would flash him a smile. "Ai understand why ya might've gotten confused though."

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@LouJoVi

 

[Senin Ravelo]

After relaxing a little in the bath water, Senin opened his eyes and saw Laeonas bathing. The older man was using her hand to massage his legs and in a few moments he would look at him. The Acolyte smirked at this scene, he could still remember how fantastic those hands had been last night.

Deciding it was time for him to wash up too, the G'weneen began using his hands to catch the water and use it on his body. He would move his wet fingers first through his arms, then at his chest. While doing it, he would occasionally look toward Laeonas, with a smirk adorning his lips. Then the young man would bring his left leg up and start to massage it.After he finished with this one, he would move to the right leg.

While he was massaging it, Senin heard Laeo call him to be close to the older man. The Acolyte would smile at him and rise from his place, giving the dark haired another good view of his body. Then he would sit to his left. “Yes, we could really go to the mall. After all, you owe me new leather pants. Gato, I still don't know how you managed to tear it up.”

Senin laughed when Laeonas joked about having confused the older man with a deity “So only now you tell me that? I thought that we are going to stay living in non stop pleasure for eternity. You lied to me!” he said, faking a disappointed face. Then he leaned to whisper at the man’s ear “I really thought that I was worshipping in your altar last night.” he said, while his hand ran through the Brentaalan’s leg, stopping close to his thigh.

Suddenly, he pulled away from Laeonas and continued to wash himself “Since you said that it up to me, I decided that we are going to eat first. After that we can go to the mall to buy some clothes.” then he turned to the Brentaala with a smile “Is this to your liking, Mr. Minor god of carnal desires?”


@Tom

 

[Laeonas Tannaras]

Eye contact was a social cue that made sparks fly like nothing else. A bitten lip, a craned finger, all of it was enticing, but a proper look could put any man in a mood. Couple that with something else; a hand on the hip, a tug at one's collar, or just a bite on the earlobe, and you could expect at least some results. This all depended on execution, ofcourse. Getting something wrong could have the exact opposite affect on a potential lover. It took practice, charm, and depending on how vain or unfamiliar, good looks.

As it turned out, vanity was a defining characteristic of the man Senin was bathing with. Appearance mattered to him quite a bit, though depending on the subject, there were different reasons. In his case, it was beauty he aimed for. In people that weren't him, it was simple "hotness." All of this had played out very well for the young redhead, as proven by the soreness in his backside and the bite marks on his neck. That he persisted in his lewd looks and additional teasing actions was bold, but not surprising.

Finding his way over to Laeonas, the man would get another look at Senin's frame, water running over flesh in such a perfect way. Having him here made Laeonas even more relaxed; a difficult feat, considering how well the tub already was in that regard. In any other condition, such a comment about what Laeonas had done to the man's clothes might have had a physical response, but subdued by calm waters and the still present pain, Laeonas held off. "Ai'll make sure tha one's Ai buy fer ya are twice as durable. We'll probably need 'em laike th'at... or ya could just undress yerself, ya lazy twat." He'd finish, splashing the boy a bit as his face broke into a shit eating grin.

At the teasing accusation of lying, Laeonas gave him a playful shove. "Never called maeself a God, and Ai can't remember if ya called me one." He'd reply in a mock scolding tone. He would've remembered if Senin had called him such; an ego boost of that caliber would've won Senin marriage, no questions asked. Besides, Senin had called him lots of names last night. It was hardly fair for Laeonas to be held responsible for giving incorrect impressions.

That touch and those whispers that came with it would cause the man's breathe to hold in place. The feeling of fingers placed on his inner thigh, the closeness of the other man's frame. For a brief moment, Laeonas' eyes closed, and he was ready. Ready for that hand to travel down a few more inches. Ready to feel lips against his own once more. Damn his muscles, damn his lungs, damn food. All Senin had to do was take him, and he could have him.

But the redhead's soft hand pulled away, back to his own gorgeous frame. Opening his eyes, Laeonas would allow himself to breathe a little. Calming down, he felt a bit relieved that Senin chose to hold off. He might've enjoyed it, but it would've probably been a disappointment compared to last night anyways. Listening to the man's decisions, he'd nod along in approval. All of it sounded good to him; the food, the clothes shopping. What was there to complain about?

"Ai'm down." He'd respond, slowly standing up. "Ai'm gonna go get dressed; Ai'll leave ya ta finish bathin'." He'd finish. The man hadn't taken his first step out of the bath when he'd stop, all of a sudden. "Ah geeze, Ai almost fergot!" the man exclaimed, before turning around. Without another word, he'd walk right back over to Senin, lean down, and kiss him. As quickly as it happened, it would end, and he'd give the man a wink before he'd turn around, grab a towel, and head out of the refresher.

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@LouJoVi

 

[Senin Ravelo]

Senin laughed when Laeonas answered the G’weneen comment about his now destroyed leather pants. “Gato, with the strength you used yesterday, I think that only a beskar or plastoid armor would resist.” he said, splashing a bit of water toward the Brentaalan. It was retribution for the older man doing the same to him. “Although adopting a nudist lifestyle with you isn’t a bad idea. I would love to see you this way more times.” the Acolyte winked at the other before starting to laugh again.

When the older man got up from the bathtub, Senin got a little sad. He was enjoying being with the others there, relaxing. It was like there was no problem waiting for him outside that ship. However, he didn’t mind the sight of Laeonas’ back. The drops of water running down his skin were so tempting, it made the young man want to kiss each one of them.

Then the Brentaalan returned to where the Acolyte was and kissed him. A part of him was disappointed that it was so quick, but the other part was relieved because if they continued, the kiss would likely evolve into another round of passion. It wasn’t a bad thing, but Senin was starting to feel hungry. After he was alone in the bath tube, the G’wenee continued to wash himself. After he finished, the Acolyte walked out of it. Then he would dry himself with a towel before walking out of the refresher.

Senin would enter the room while drying his hair and seeing Laeonas there, he would smirk at the man “I think that you will need to go to my penthouse to pick some clothes for me, because the ones that I used yesterday probably need to be washed and ironed. Except my pants, which pieces are probably everywhere.”

@Tom

 

[Laeonas Tannaras]

Offers of a nudist lifestyle were... interesting, to put it simply. For most of his life, Laeonas hadn't cared much at all about what he'd worn. It had been in recent years that he'd begun to grow a bit obsessed with keeping himself covered. Senin had been the first that he'd voluntarily displayed his fully naked form to in years. It would probably remain that Senin would be the one and only person he felt comfortable with, but that could change. Up until the previous night, he didn't think he'd feel comfortably bare around anyone.

Before exiting the refresher, Laeonas would grab a towel that had been stowed under the sink. Drying off was a simple and quick affair that he had finished in a few seconds. His hair was a bit of a mess, but he could fix it up a bit even without a comb. Opening up his dresser, he rummaged through his clothes. As Senin reentered the bedroom, he'd find Laeonas slipping into a slim fit pair of pants, as well as a tight fitting tank top. Laeonas glanced over at the wall mounted mirror to his right, taking a pose just as he noticed Senin in the room.

"Oh, heya." He'd address him, looking over his shoulder as he turned around. "Hmm... it ain't accentin' mae arse to badly. S'fine." He'd mutter, turning around and facing the man. "Ai'll 'ead over there soon as Ai can. Ai'm just glad th'at mae clothes didn't actually get thrown out. With who was workin' on tha retrofittin', Ai thought they'd get somethin' wroooooooooo..." He'd begin, before trailing off.

Laeonas had contracted an expert in the realm of design and mechanics to help retrofit his ships. However, the man hadn't done all the work himself. In fact, in terms of the physical labor, he'd done almost nothing. All of it had been delegated out to a swarm of Laeonas' most hated of beings. The most incompetent droids in the galaxy, and he'd allowed them to go through his ship to discount the possible costs.

And he hadn't checked if anything was wrong.

Without a word, Laeonas ran from the room. If Senin bothered to follow, he would see the man running through the ship's rooms. The man would pad the walls, open up panels, check diagnostics in the engine rooms. He'd even rip open the floors, revealing secret, but otherwise empty compartments he hadn't at all intended for Senin to see. The paranoia driven sprint took him throughout the entire freighter, and by the time he was done, he'd drenched his new outfit in sweat. Not out of exertion, but out of panic.

Standing in the cargo hold, Laeonas would blink a few times.

"...Ai think it's fine."

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@LouJoVi

 

[Senin Ravelo]

Senin would stop talking to stare at Laeonas looking at the mirror. The older man was so good looking with these pants and tight tank top. He raised an eyebrow when he heard what the Brentaalan said. "I'm happy that I was able to see it last night." the G'weneen would smirk at the other.

"Thank you. I'll give you the keys and the description of the clothes that I want you to bring for me." he probably should not let a strange guy with the key of his penthouse, but he would remain in the man ship. If the other tried to do anything, Senin would kill him personally. After all no one steal from a Sith without facing consequences. He was going to say more, but was interrupted by Laeonas talking about how he was glad that his things didn't disappear after his ship was retrofitted. Then the older man stopped abruptly.

"Gato, is everything fine with you?" Senin only had time to ask that, before Laeonas silently ran from the bedroom. Concerned with what was happening, the young man would follow him. The Brentaalan entered nearly all rooms of the ship, removing coverings in the floor that would be hiding what seemed to be compartments. The Acolyte widened his eyes. He was starting to understand what the older man meant with the things that someone could do to have money in the Galaxy.

After having run through the entire freighter, Laeonas would finally stop at the cargo hold. Senin would remain in silence, waiting for the older calm himself. "Well, Gato, can you go pick out my clothes now? I really want to go out with you, so we can eat something." the Acolyte said. The young man didn't mention the Brentaalan's reaction or the secret compartments, thinking that was better to ignore it, for now.


@Tom

 

[Laeonas Tannaras]

All thoughts of Senin's comments, his flirting-- hell, anything else at all-- was put aside. All he cared about was making sure that the useless piles of scrap that passed off for droids hadn't destroyed his ship. It was entirely irrational, ofcourse; obsessive, even. Yet it didn't matter to the Brentaali man even slightly. The things he'd seen those droids do... he didn't think there was anything that they couldn't screw up. Not anymore.

That was until he stopped. Stopped and realized that he'd made a mess of his newly retrofitted ship. Stopped and realized that he'd left Senin alone in his room, ignoring what he'd said like it didn't even matter. Stopped and realized that what he'd done made him look like an absolute fucking lunatic. There was a feeling in his chest that welled up, made his heart feel... heavy. Made his stomach queezy.

Was this... awkwardness? Over his actions?

It wasn't something he'd often felt, and it made him sick. He only ever felt his pride flare when he was either looking at himself, or had somehow been insulted. What had brought about the shame, however small, that he felt now? Visibly, Laeonas stood there, face showing off his... mixed expression. He looked like he was coming off an adrenaline high; still breathing heavy, eyes still wide. Yet at the same time, he wore what looked like a cringe. Judging by how he hadn't really focused on Senin, or any object in particular, it was obvious that the subject was himself.

It took a few more seconds for his adrenaline to wear off, and for his feelings to slip back inside, if only for a little bit. Abruptly, he'd shift his posture, standing up straight. His gaze finally focused, and they'd shift up to the main hallway, where Senin had been standing. The sight of the man standing there as awkwardly as he had didn't make him feel any better. What was going through the man's head right now? "Probably thinks Ai'm some spice junky th'at kriffed 'im fer another 'it." He'd think to himself, the first of many a self deprecating thought.

He hated feeling like this, and he wanted it to stop. Trying to focus on what Senin had said right before he'd had his episode, Laeonas squinted a little, before his eyes lit up in remembrance. The subject couldn't have mattered any less; anything else was preferable than dwelling like this. "Ah, yeah, clothes. Ya said something about me grabbin' 'em. Ai'll do th'at." He'd spit out, walking over and up the stairs to the man. "Gonna need t'get in, gonna need t'know what ya want. Daylight's burnin'... is it day?" He'd finish, asking nobody in particular.

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@LouJoVi

 

[Senin Ravelo]

Senin was concerned with Laeonas' reaction, thinking what could have made him act this way. While he ran through the freighter, the Brentaalan seemed to have completely forgotten that the young man was with him. The Acolyte wondered if Laeo was afraid that something disappeared when his ship was being retrofitted.

When the older man finally was more calm, Senin would approach him. "Thank you! I'll pick my keys and give them to you." he would give him a brief peck on the lips and went to hunt for the piece of his pants where the keys could be. While he walked through the ship, the Acolyte wondered if Laeonas was a smuggler. Due to his ship having several secret compartments, this was a possibility. He wondered if the other's reaction was due to his fear of one of these compartments being damaged.

After some time he found the part of his pants where his keys were in the kitchen. Looking at the table and the fallen chairs, the Acolyte remembered what they did there last night. Not wanting to think much about that, Senin picked the keys from the pocket and returned to where Laeo was.

"There are the keys. While you are going there, I will call the concierge to say that a friend is going to my penthouse. He will allow you to go there." he said, giving the keys to the older man. After giving Laeonas the address of the building and the instructions on what clothes he wanted, Senin would give the man another peck on the lips "Thank you for that, Gato! I can't wait to go out with you."


@Tom

 

[Laeonas Tannaras]

The kiss, however brief, was... reassuring, to say the least. That Senin's reaction hadn't been outward disgust or fear calmed the man's nerves immensely. Despite the relief, he didn't feel wholly calm by any stretch. What he'd done was still exceedingly embarrassing, and the brief display of affection didn't cause this feeling to evaporate. Though it was enough for his facial muscles to relax.

While Senin began the hunt for his keys, Laeonas turned his attention to the gym. Embarrassment was an emotion that could easily be used to channel anger and aggression. Laeonas was no expert on coping, but he'd found that there were productive ways to get out his aggression. Often these would result in multiple injuries to others (or himself), but the most convenient ones were those that just involved himself, and an inanimate object.

He could simply talk to Senin about it… but Laeonas couldn’t think of anything he'd rather do less.

When the redhead was finished, he’d be able to find Laeonas’, still in the gym. If guessing based on the last place he’d seen him didn’t lead the man there, following the distinct sounds that escaped the room easily could. Laeonas’ fists were pounding into the punching bag that hung in the back corner of the room. The pounding of flesh and bone against leather wasn’t exactly distinct— but it was loud. The man only kept at it a few seconds longer once Senin entered however, getting out one last round of blows before pulling away, and turning his attention back to him.

The instructions on what to do when he arrived were basic enough. He paid close attention to the description of the outfit in question, pursing his lips a little. It sounded quite nice, all things considered, and imagining Senin wearing it brought a hint of a smirk to his lips. “Aight,” Laeonas had simply replied, turning for the doorway right as Senin gave him another peck. That hint of a smirk turned to a full on smile, and he’d hold onto it as Senin spoke to him. “No problem; ya can watch tha ‘olo and drink all ya want while Ai’m out.” He’d respond.

Heading down the hall and back into the cargo hold, he’d open up the loading ramp and shout, “Seeya soon, darlin’!”

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The flight to the penthouse suite Senin was staying at didn’t take any longer than ten minutes. Virtually nothing happened, so Laeonas had taken the time to meditate. Taking the opportunity to calm down over the incident from earlier was a good decision, and he found it was even more effective than his match in the gym. Ofcourse, that didn’t mean laying into a punching bag wasn’t calming. Unrestricted physical aggression had always been a positive boost to his mood.

Arriving at the penthouse, he didn’t have to go far to meet with the concierge, as he’d been waiting at the front desk. The man in question was a middle aged human, and he’d flash Laeonas a smile as he approached. “Hello! How can I help you today?” The man asked, a bright smile on his face. Laeonas’ own lips tugged up into a smirk. He was in a good mood, and the other man’s positive attitude had a nice impact on his vibe. “Ai’m ‘ere ta pick up an outfit. A… friend and Ai are goin’ out later, and ‘e need’s a new set of clothes.”

The concierge nodded in response, though his cheery disposition seemed a bit challenged. “I… see! Yes, I believe we got a call about this just a few minutes ago. If you don’t mind me asking, what was the name of your… friend?” The man asked, smile held up slightly.

Laeonas blinked once, smile fading at the man’s request. “…what? Ai’m sorry, Ai don’t quite understand; why d’ya need mae friend’s name?” He’d ask, a bit bewildered by the request. The concierge’s smile faded a bit, but his tone held the same. “Oh, sir, it’s nothing but a… security measure! Can’t just let anyone go through the hotel is all.” The man went on. Laeonas’ look of confusion intensified, his mouth hanging open a little. “Wait, mae friend— he just sent’ya a call. Ai’ve got tha key, raight ‘ere.” He’d say, reaching into his left pocket. Fumbling a bit, the man pulled out the keycard— and dropped it. “Karkin’ ‘ell-“ he’d exclaim, cutting himself off from cursing further as he’d begin to reach down.

“Sir, I’d appreciate it if you didn’t use such language.” The concierge piped up. Laeonas stopped midcrouch, summoning the card to his grip as he’d stand back up. “Ai’m… sorry fer offendin’ yer sensibilities, sir, but Ai still DONT understand why ya’v gotta know this. Ya’v got a list of everyone stayin’ ‘ere, raight? Why tha ‘ell d’ya need me t’repeat tha name of one of her guests when ya just got a call tellin’ ya someone was gonna come t’tha penthouse?!” He’d question, the volume of his voice increasing in a slow crescendo as he spoke.

The concierge now looked visibly perturbed, as well as a bit uneasy. “Sir, please calm down. You’re making a scene.” The man would try to deter Laeonas, but it was no use. “Listen, Ai came ta pick up SEHNIN RAVVELO’S clothes! Can Ai do th’at, or not?!” The man shouted, not caring in the least as to what the man had requested. He’d been in a fantastic mood this morning, and it had been shattered by his own paranoia. He’d been trying to calm down, and for awhile, it’d been large effective. But the concierge had been acting like he was a security threat based off of literally nothing.

“…can you repeat that?” The concierge asked.

Laeonas’ lower eyelid twitched.

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@LouJoVi

 

[Senin Ravelo]

After Laeonas left to pick his clothes, Senin walked to the cockpit. Once there, he activated the comlink and called for the building. After the concierge answered the call, the Acolyte said that his friend was going to pick up some clothes for him and that they could allow this person to have access to his penthouse.


Once the call ended, the young man sat in the pilot's chair. The sensation of the seat's material against his skin, reminded him of what had happened last night. Was in this place that their night of passion started. Senin thought about how everything ended this way, with him having found the best partner that he ever had. He didn't regret having approached Laeonas on the street. He was hot, had an excellent taste for clothes and was fantastic on the bed. On top of that, he was also a Force user.


He recalled when he found the older man at the gymnasium, his punches colliding against the punching bag. The Acolyte could feel how furious Laeonas was. His delicious rage made Senin desire him even more. The Brentaalan seemed the type of people that had the potential to be a good Sith. The young man smirked at this thought, perhaps he could help him become an Acolyte like him.


After some time, Senin started to feel bored. He got up from the pilot's chair, decided to watch something on the holoscreen. However, his idea of introducing Laeo to the Sith Order wasn't forgotten.

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He was starting to become concerned with Laeonas. It had been a few hours since the older man left to get his clothes, his penthouse wasn't so far away to take so long for the Brentalaan to return. The Acolyte wondered if something could have happened to the other.

Decided to call to the penthouse to ask if Laeonas had arrived there, the young man left the room where the holoscreen was and walked to the cockpit. Before he could activate the comlink, it started to make a noise announcing that it had a call.

Senin was uncertain if he should answer it, since he was in Laeonas' ship. It could be something private. However, this also could be the older man, wanting to tell what happened. Sighing, the young man would activate it.

He was surprised to hear the voice of the concierge. His eyes widened after hearing what the man said "He did what? I'm going there." he finished the call and walked to Laeonas' bedroom. The older man would need to forgive him, but he was going to need to borrow some clothes. He hated to do this, but it was an emergency. If the Brentaalan complains about that, it was all his fault.


@Tom