winterfrosting | Dark Cacao's Inbox

[ It takes a few days, but eventually Affogato makes his way to the Cookie house and knocks on the door. And when Cacao answers it? He will give him a look, heated and dark, his skin flushed and cherry red, his furs bundled up high against the cold. ]

Show me. Show me you can treat me as well as you treat the other two. Show me you have enough love left to bury me in it. Give it to me.

[ ... Those heated eyes and red skin isn't just from desire, or the cold, however. Cause as soon as Affogato stops talking, he sneezes. A violently shockingly high-pitched CHEW! noise, and he scowls. ]

And give me tea.

[Cacao did not expect to see him again any time soon. Both because he suspected that, once he was away from Cacao... Affogato would have a realization of, honestly, good sense. Cacao was honest about his desire, but that didn't change the reality of the situation... and Affogato was a greedy creature. He knew that long before.... this... between them. Even his request to think felt more like a cream to an arrow wound- nice, but unlikely to change anything.

And he was willing to accept that. His passions were strong, but his discipline stronger- no matter how much he had wanted to chase him down. Even if he suspected chasing him and ravishing him would have got him exactly what he wanted, it would not have been at all fair or kind. And he hoped he had grown past such emotional explosions. Maybe.

But seeing him now with that look sets something off in him... something calmed instantly by the sneeze, he gestures him inside]

You're sick.

[ He will step inside instantly - gratefully - but instead of worrying about his cold, he presses into Cacao instead. His furs are chilly, sorry, so he'll start shedding them so as to not ice the other. ]

A mild cold. Nothing to fret ov-

[ Hngkg... get sneezed on, Cacao, Affogato's demeanor instantly shifting, dropping the attempt at seduction and becoming genuine. Contrite, as he delicately wipes the sneeze off Cacao and clears his throat. ]

Sorry...

[His eyes widen a bit at the press in, not discouraging at all. Then-

-ah]

Do not apologize. Let's warm you up before anything else.

[He starts taking the furs to hang up by the door to drip, his own and various coats and boots also decorating the area.]

[ The sigh he utters is petulant, but he will agree, carefully discarding the outer layer of furs.

And if his inner layer is any indication, he came ready to absolutely climb on Cacao and take what he wants. They're warm enough but designed for a quick removal. ]

For the record, this is not how I was planning on this going.

[ A pause, a sly look. ]

The Soul Jam keeps you healthy, does it not?

[ Without waiting for an answer, he surges forward to grip Cacao by the shoulders and pull him - well try to pull him - into a kiss. ]

[Ah, so that full body press was exactly what he read it as. Affogato is right, he can't get sick in any meaningful way, so when his lips are attacked he kisses back. His hands move to bury in that soft looking hair he's wanted to touch for quite a long time]

[ And for the return and the touch he gets a sighed moan into his mouth. Affogato is definitely no passive player, and he lifts his leg to curl it around Cacao's hip, his hands moving to dig into Cacao's hair in return.

Tighten his fists in against the strands and pulls, bites against his lips with want and need.

And then quickly pulls away to turn his head quickly and sneeze to the side. ]

For Ovens Sake! Will this world let me have what I want for once!

[ GRUMP. ]

[He laughs, eyes crinkling with pleasure and amusement]

Come, I will start the kettle.

[He untangles from Affogato- sorry, but as the Bearer of Resolution his will is iron tight on his libido as much as it is on everything else in his life]

[ You're laughing. He's dying of want - and slowly building snot in his sinuses - and you're laughing. He sighs with all the despair of a dying man denied his last rites, and lets Cacao pull away from him. ]

Very well, but you are not off the hook~ I will get what I want.

[ Miserably he moves to settle himself on the couch as if he's lived there his entire life, looking pathetic as he digs some tissue out of his clothes to wipe his nose. ]

I would not dream of denying you- but surely you will enjoy my attentions more if you can breath properly?

Mm, it does mean more time spent kissing.

[ The soft look makes him warm inside and he's again reminded of Cacao protecting him, several times.

He studies the man, his voice thoughtful. ]

You truly meant it. You will give me as much love as any other.

[He had started to turn towards the kitchen, but stops, looking over his shoulder. Gaze heavy]

I have been many things in my life. Many of them far from admirable. But I have never been known as a liar.

[And with that off he goes. Close enough to still speak to, but out of sight]

[ His heart aches, but in a good way. The same way he feels with Mizuki. The strangeness of being seen and loved, without any hooks. Just... the desire to be with him.

Can he truly do this then? Can he share and be happy and not ruin it for himself?

His voice is softer yet, still audible, with Cacao out of sight. He wants to say it, he needs to. Even if it feels odd, even if it aches. ]

I love you.

[His own voice is less soft, but warm regardless]

And I you. Even if this... does not work out, that will not change. I am your King and your friend, regardless.

[His heart would ache, but he knows he would not be able to be without this cookie in some form or another now.]

Hm~

[ He grabs one of the blankets on the couch and wraps it around himself, as if trying to keep the warm feeling inside.

He does his best not to sneeze on it. ]

Indeed~ Whatever becomes of this, you are my King and friend. I truly do not care about the tea, please come here?

[He peeks back through the door, a kettle in hand]

Are you sure? We have licorice root.

[ OOGH HE'S CUTE.

He hesitates and sighs, lips curling. ]

Oh fine, but only if you join me, my King~

[ The King is said with a very different tone than normal. ]

[His slit eyes dilate that that]

It will not take long.

[Off he goes!]

[ Oh he sees that, and he hums a little noise that may be a purr, his tail lashing hard against the floor.

The purr turns into a choking cough and he curses something very vile, then flops himself sideways onto the couch. ]

This is your fault. [ Whiny. ] Making me stand in the cold, reading fortunes of woe. I will be very demanding.

Is that so? I would have thought you would like a chance to flex your skill.

Mm... it was nice to remind myself of my abilities.

[ Plip, plap, plip. Tail flicking back and forth like a cats. ]

And to re-impress you~ Did it work?

I had no doubts in that regard. You did well.

[The stove can be heard heating the water, and Cacao shuffling around, his tail thumping against the floor]

[ His smirk is very cat got the cream. ]

Keep praising me, I do so love to hear it.

If I praise you too much you will become complacent.

[There's a hint of tease there]

Me?! My King, you wound me so.

[ He can tease back, his tail curling up over the couch. ]

Shall I praise you instead? [ Sultry, husky, and not just cause he's trying not to cough. ] Shall I tell my King of how my heart soared when you protected me? When I see you in battle, fierce and powerful?

after his talk with mizuki

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