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"Lovely assistant", my ass.

Don't expect any masterpieces at the bar tonight.


[ooc: As Guy stated, Asch is looking after Grumpy Good Spirits for the night. People are free to visit him or just bother him via journals. He'll bitch either way, I'm sure.]

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[Guy does have to quirk his eyebrows at that.] Yourself, huh? You do that often, then?

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[SPLUTTER.]

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You know Sylph kills a kitten every time you do.

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The day I start caring about proverbial kittens is the day I kill myself for becoming so pathetic.

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Really? You seem like a cat person, actually. [Guy reaches over and slides a hand across Asch's stomach, just to have some touch. Nothing too intimate, though, he's trying to have a conversation.]

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[Asch lifts a brow at that, stretching out a little at the touch, ironically like a cat himself. Intimate or not, that feels nice.]

Haha. You want to settle down and raise a litter?

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[Snort. Right.]

You have to be the mom. Long hair and mood swings, after all.

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[You get a swat to the head for that. Punk.]

You're the polite nurturing type. ... Wait, never mind, you're not polite. But you are pretty damn motherly.

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No, I'm fatherly. Fathers can dote on their children, after all. [Guy is wriggling closer so he can distract Asch from this conversation since he knows very well that he's motherly.]

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... Most fathers don't.

[Oh snap serious tone get.]

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[Now this is a dangerous topic of conversation, because Guy has a lot to say about that particular father.]

...nevermind. [Guy moves in to kiss Asch instead, lips brushing his partner's as he speaks without really stopping the kiss.] Forget it. This is our time right now.

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[Asch is grateful for that, because he knows there's plenty Guy could have said - plenty that would have ruined the evening completely. And yes, it was their time, and he wanted to enjoy every second of it, so he lifts his arms to wrap them around Guy's neck, holding him in another kiss. He didn't want that kind of distraction - he really didn't want to stop.]

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[There's a nice little stretch of just making out that Guy thoroughly enjoys before he pulls back to catch his breath and address another rather important matter.]

...we're going to need lotion or some kind of oil.

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[Well that came out of nowhere. Asch blinks, lifting a brow. ... Oh. Oh, right. Hm. He blushes, fingers moving idly in Guy's hair, just to keep things in motion.]

The kitchen, I guess...

[Probably should have thought of this before getting naked.]

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...cooking oil?

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Don't look at me, I've never done this before.

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[Well, it's not like it won't work...]

...we're going to have to get something more appropriate sometime.

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[Asch takes a moment to let the implications of that sink in.]

... Are we... public about this?

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[Guy pauses, rolling over to lay on his side next to Asch, resting his hand on teenager's hip and his chin in his own hand.]

Do you want to be?

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...I don't know. I don't want to be mocked for something I... treasure.

[It's starting to get easier to say these things aloud; he was a little proud of himself for it.]

It's none of anyone's business, but I don't have anything to hide, either.

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Well...think about it this way. If we keep it secret, we sneak around trying to see each other. Luke already knows, and he's the one we're worried about.

[Guy strokes Asch's hip lightly.]

If we don't keep it a secret, we...don't sneak around. It's not like we have to make an announcement or make out in public. We just don't bother hiding it.

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It wouldn't bother you if people know?

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Um, no. Why would it?

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... No reason.

[You win extra points for that, Guy, so you get a nice slow kiss for your troubles.]

I'll go check the kitchen.

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[Guy rolls over on his stomach to watch Asch leave the room and decides to push his luck, calling after him.]

You're kind of obvious anyways!