a little red in his ears, he comes back to the bed, pressing a knee to it. feeling a little boneless and relaxed at the moment means that there's a moment where he moves to give molly the washcloth if he wants it and -- misses, entirely.
it's barely a second long. he recovers, quickly, his knuckles quickly finding skin and handing it over correctly, but, a perceptive tiefling who knows his secrets could probably tell his vision is starting to get bad. really bad.
gu yun huffs, quietly, and drops back on the bed, playing it off with a quipped - ] Suppose I learned from the best. [ thanks for the lesson in impaling, molly! ] Thanks. [ ... ] For that, but. For this, too. Think I needed that.
[ what is it molly always says. feck. he's trying. ]
[Quickly moving to take the cloth, doing his best not to appear too concerned - gu yun doesn't seem the type to appreciate simpering about it. but he had promised they'd try and find a way forward. he just doesn't quite know how to help in this moment. as soon as he's down, molly just wraps his tail around gu yun's ankle - anchoring, a touch. at least there's that.
He just nods at first and then, realizing that might not be helpful, after a second:]
I did too, I think.
[reaching over to brush a thumb over that red mark below his eye, relatively quiet, especially compared to how he was earlier (which was, uh, very, very loud). Then he huffs a laugh, running his fingers over his own neck.]
This humble servant only did what you asked. [ that comes with a quiet laugh, too, his humor a little more normal and familiar in the quiet afterglow of a much needed moment. it was a kindness, after all, and one that felt more like it was on his own terms. in its own way, this little moment is one, too.
gu yun's gotten used to that clever little tail of molly's - the first week, it startled him when that happened, but now it's just normal, and he shifts his foot a bit to let him do so, but otherwise settles back into place. something just settles back into place as a whole, and for a little bit, none of the world outside seems to really exist. even the problem of his vision and hearing is soothed away for the moment, the only indicator of something wrong that the mole molly touches has faded to a dusty pink. eventually, he reaches out and pokes him in one of the hickies he left, around the ring of a mark that looks a little too much like his teeth. ]
Think I left one on your ass, even. [ assvidence! ] Sorry. [ he's not. ] Makes up for last week, ah?
[He sounds incredibly pleased by this. just, hadn't even noticed in the chaos of it all - twisting around to try and look at his own ass now, so he can admire it? Is he that bendy. possibly. is it mostly just rolling around? more possible. Also rudely once he's used that washcloth he just yeets it somewhere. maid service can pick it up.]
That it does! That it really does. Not going to be able to sit down in a few hours.
[He's laughing now, and it does seem all very normal for a few minutes.]
Now, whenever you sit back, you'll think of Great Liang, instead.
[ fufu. he just lets molly roll around on the bed and wiggle, lifting his feet up so his tail doesn't get too tangled in all of his squirming, propping his chin in his hand and pleased with his bad, bad joke. ]
[He flops himself down dramatically with a bit of a jingle jangle of jewelry, huffing out a laugh against his shoulder. And then he goes quiet for a bit, almost dozing, before
[ he's sort of expecting it, at this point, and that's - fine. if there's any reaction to it, gu yun doesn't show it, his eyes opening again from where he'd settled, lifting his head up a bit so he's out of the way, shifting over to make the space. ]
Go ahead. [ it's a... it's a feeling, for sure, one boxed up and put away to the side. gu yun looks at him for a moment, and then settles back again, closing his eyes. ] Think I'll take that nap, anyhow.
[He'd said that, and then he doesn't move at all, still just laying there pressed against him - one horn tip probably uncomfortable jabbed into skin somewhere - tail still wrapped around that ankle.]
[ it takes him a moment to respond, too, eyes still shut. ]
... [ not like you to ask, he might tease. the compulsion holds his tongue, for once, though, and his answer comes out softer than it would normally, more honestly so. ]
...come anytime you'd like.
[ he's focusing on the pain of that horn tip, honestly - something else to think about, in the moment, besides how vulnerable this makes him feel. ]
[ his eyes stay closed, the noise soft in response. wherever his hand is, lingering close to molly’s in this sloppy arrangement—his fingers flex. gu zixi is anything but hesitant, in most manners of his life. but this is... ]
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You're good at that, is all.
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a little red in his ears, he comes back to the bed, pressing a knee to it. feeling a little boneless and relaxed at the moment means that there's a moment where he moves to give molly the washcloth if he wants it and -- misses, entirely.
it's barely a second long. he recovers, quickly, his knuckles quickly finding skin and handing it over correctly, but, a perceptive tiefling who knows his secrets could probably tell his vision is starting to get bad. really bad.
gu yun huffs, quietly, and drops back on the bed, playing it off with a quipped - ] Suppose I learned from the best. [ thanks for the lesson in impaling, molly! ] Thanks. [ ... ] For that, but. For this, too. Think I needed that.
[ what is it molly always says. feck. he's trying. ]
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He just nods at first and then, realizing that might not be helpful, after a second:]
I did too, I think.
[reaching over to brush a thumb over that red mark below his eye, relatively quiet, especially compared to how he was earlier (which was, uh, very, very loud). Then he huffs a laugh, running his fingers over his own neck.]
Did a number on me.
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gu yun's gotten used to that clever little tail of molly's - the first week, it startled him when that happened, but now it's just normal, and he shifts his foot a bit to let him do so, but otherwise settles back into place. something just settles back into place as a whole, and for a little bit, none of the world outside seems to really exist. even the problem of his vision and hearing is soothed away for the moment, the only indicator of something wrong that the mole molly touches has faded to a dusty pink. eventually, he reaches out and pokes him in one of the hickies he left, around the ring of a mark that looks a little too much like his teeth. ]
Think I left one on your ass, even. [ assvidence! ] Sorry. [ he's not. ] Makes up for last week, ah?
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[He sounds incredibly pleased by this. just, hadn't even noticed in the chaos of it all - twisting around to try and look at his own ass now, so he can admire it? Is he that bendy. possibly. is it mostly just rolling around? more possible. Also rudely once he's used that washcloth he just yeets it somewhere. maid service can pick it up.]
That it does! That it really does. Not going to be able to sit down in a few hours.
[He's laughing now, and it does seem all very normal for a few minutes.]
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[ fufu. he just lets molly roll around on the bed and wiggle, lifting his feet up so his tail doesn't get too tangled in all of his squirming, propping his chin in his hand and pleased with his bad, bad joke. ]
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[He flops himself down dramatically with a bit of a jingle jangle of jewelry, huffing out a laugh against his shoulder. And then he goes quiet for a bit, almost dozing, before
obviously he has to ruin the moment.]
Listen, I'd stay, but ...
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Go ahead. [ it's a... it's a feeling, for sure, one boxed up and put away to the side. gu yun looks at him for a moment, and then settles back again, closing his eyes. ] Think I'll take that nap, anyhow.
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... I can come see you again later?
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... [ not like you to ask, he might tease. the compulsion holds his tongue, for once, though, and his answer comes out softer than it would normally, more honestly so. ]
...come anytime you'd like.
[ he's focusing on the pain of that horn tip, honestly - something else to think about, in the moment, besides how vulnerable this makes him feel. ]
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That nap does sound good though.
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[ his eyes stay closed, the noise soft in response. wherever his hand is, lingering close to molly’s in this sloppy arrangement—his fingers flex. gu zixi is anything but hesitant, in most manners of his life. but this is... ]
...Just for a little while. [ to sleep. to stay.
his hand brushes against Molly’s. ]