[ The cupping makes him hum and lean into the touch a bit. ]
Then show me, my King. Cacao. Show me how soft you can be.
[ He brushes his mouth against Cacao's. A soft kiss compared to the previous one. There's still hunger there but it's tempered. The best Affogato can. ]
[ he knows he's tormenting that hunger sonewhat. He still has that bon-crushing passion in him, but Affogato wanted to see if Cacao could love him fully. And both sides need to be enough.
He kisses back, then turns to deposit his dear advisor on the couch, letting him bounce slightly]
Do not doubt, I can have you begging for mercy like this just as easily.
[ The not so gentle deposit onto the couch makes him smirk, his tail helping him shift himself up towards the arm of it, so he can sprawl languidly, his eyes narrowed in amusement. ]
Can you? I do not beg easily, if at all. Demand, yes. Beg? Mm...
[ He turns his hand thoughtfully, staring at his nails, one leg moving in invitation to the floor, the other resting against the back of the couch. He will play. ]
[ For a brief moment something tenses in Affogatos shoulders, before oozing away. He knows Cacao, and he trusts him. He reaches out to grip his hair, carding his fingers through those silken strands, grinning like a prowler with it's eyes on the prize. ]
Is it truly a test? Surely your Resolution is at its strongest.
[ He hesitates a little, then offers a soft smile to the pause. ]
A memory.
[ He'll offer more later, shifting his arms to set around Cacao's shoulder and tug him closer, his tail finding and curling around Cacao's, sliding up the length of it with the tip. ]
Oh~? And is it... rigid? Unyielding? Able to stand up to constant battering?
[ He's trying not to laugh. He likes human dicks don't get him wrong but... ]
[ That makes him chuckle, deep and throaty, and he purrs. ]
Let me see if I can make you melt in my mouth then, hm?
[ He tugs Cacao in for a soft kiss, before ah fuck it'ing in his head and biting harder into it. He's not sweet, he's not tender. It's just not him and if Cacao wants it he can go to his sheep. He nips hard against Cacao's mouth, pinching against those lips. A viper trying to sink his mark in. ]
[ He will take his slow sweet time crawling up Cacao's body, however, dropping kisses along the curve of muscles and scars, before sitting himself upright. Precisely back where he wants to be, Cacao's cock curved up against his cheeks, lovingly being sandwiched against them.
His tail wiggles a bit, brushing soft wool over the leaking tip. He pauses. ]
[And Cacao growls slowly into the biting kiss, his tail lashing back and forth lazily. He nips back just as eagerly. He may love him and Vanilla both, but he would never consider them the same as each other.]
[ Witches, yes. That's what he wants. He truly does want this man to break him open. His moan into Cacaos mouth says as much, his tail moving to Cacaos and wrap around the lashing appendage.
And he parts his lips to coax Cacao to do the same, but the moment he falls for his trap, he's dipping his tongue into his mouth. Exploring and claiming it, tasting bitter cacao and licorice. ]
[Being tangled makes the tail stop wagging, coiling in turn. Making a scaly knot between them- though the furred tip of Cacao's keeps twitching back and forth with restrained energy. The so called trap makes him purr into the kiss, his own tongue rising to meet him. Bitter sweet that has always lured him, no matter how much he resisted.
His tail stopped means his hands start moving instead, sliding down Affogato's torso to try and get a feel for his shape. No furs or long flowing robes to hide it from him now.]
[ The tongue gets teased in return, Affogato licking and darting to avoid it, lips curving into the kiss as he arches his body up to meet Cacao's hands. Cacao'll find the other slightly more plumper due to the fact Affogato's been able to eat whatever sweets he wants. Soft and yielding. He hums into Cacao's mouth and pulls back just a bit, his voice low and wicked. ]
Do not tell me you are waiting for an invite, My King~ Or would you rather I demand? Unwrap me.
[ He shifts his legs to get one between Cacao's, sliding it up to rub his thigh up against Cacao's groin with a devious little grin. ]
[And Cacao still sleeps like the dead. If the dead snored softly. His hair tangled with hers, and his remaining arm thrown over his eyes. He is warm, and comfortable, and as long as he slept he didn't have to think about the horrors he saw so recently]
[Yet even so, he's happy to start parting those winter robes to the warm soft skin under them. He might not have ever undressed Affogato specifically, but he knows the style of clothing well enough to move with confidence]
You have been eating well.
[No judgement at all. If anything it's a surprised pleasure]
[ Oh this is rather nice, and Affogato wastes no time in moving his hands into Cacao's robes in return, fingers easily finding the catches and ties to undo them. Because he knows them. His alternate self graciously gave him those memories.
The words make him hum, glancing down at himself, then quickly up to Cacao. Just to make sure he's- oh he seems pleased about it. Good. ]
I have been allowed to indulge in all manner of confection~ No more meting out royal jellies.
[ He has been carefully watching so he doesn't get too thick, but he's definitely curved. But enough about him, and he presses his palms against Cacao's skin the moment he can get it bared to him, nails grazing as he traces. ]
( are they tangled together? that could... cause a problem. ...
she should start breakfast. something light but healthy. check on oreo, and the rabbits, and the stoat- she should do a lot of things.
but vanilla is not there to do them with her.
she just curls into cacao even more, and hopes he can sleep through the soft hitches in her breath- how strange, to cry when you're already out of tears. )
( like he could with how her voice is clearly cracking, wavering. despite herself, she shifts slightly, clutching the fabric of the blanket draped across them. )
[ He has given Cacao time, to let Lily dote on him and to grieve the loss of his husband. He didn't wish to intrude, to feel like he was witnessing something he is not supposed to.
But he also knows Cacao and knows his sleep will be troubled. So one day he simply walks into the Cookie house like he belongs there - even if it feels weird to do so - and begins to search the other man out, his hands holding a bundled cloth with incense and tinctures in it. ]
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