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Who: Hazel and u
What: small priest is heckled by trees and literature
When: May 21~23 or so, flexible
Where: Far Shore places
Warnings: hazel and jae-ha have an active sex life
Summary: heckle
I. spooky trees
[It is what it sounds like: somewhere on the Far Shore, anywhere on the Far Shore, where Hazel is and where you, the witness, also happen to be, Hazel is making his waydowntown around minding his own business like a man being followed. Or: he keeps looking over his shoulder, or stopping abruptly to look suddenly off to one side, or do all manner of things that look very much like he's trying to catch someone sneaking up on him.
But there isn't anyone there, because of course there isn't. Eventually, exasperated, he just comes to a natural stop and announces to the air:] Even the dang trees're nosy.
[have you ever been stalked by a spooky forest]
II. what kind of dewey decimal is this
[There's a library and new gods are being invited to come. That's enough for Hazel to finally nose around in there, after staying very much away from anything involving being within spitting distance of the old gods before now. He's a sight to behold when any individual old god passes by and expects a greeting, all manners and flattery and unpleasant looks the moment their backs are turned. He'd give them a rude gesture for the road, but that's far too improper for him.
But when he's not making childish faces at other gods' backs, he's trying to find... anything at all worthwhile in this place. There's nothing in order. It's a wreck. He can't find a single thing, and for all his practicing there are still plenty of kanji he's never seen before, so the older books in particular are brutal...
He pauses, picks a book up off a shelf, and frowns at it.] I can't even remember lookin' for this, it was so long ago.
[He has been here for Hours.]
III. wildcard
[hello what would you like to do? please ask and I can deliver]
What: small priest is heckled by trees and literature
When: May 21~23 or so, flexible
Where: Far Shore places
Warnings: hazel and jae-ha have an active sex life
Summary: heckle
I. spooky trees
[It is what it sounds like: somewhere on the Far Shore, anywhere on the Far Shore, where Hazel is and where you, the witness, also happen to be, Hazel is making his way
But there isn't anyone there, because of course there isn't. Eventually, exasperated, he just comes to a natural stop and announces to the air:] Even the dang trees're nosy.
[have you ever been stalked by a spooky forest]
II. what kind of dewey decimal is this
[There's a library and new gods are being invited to come. That's enough for Hazel to finally nose around in there, after staying very much away from anything involving being within spitting distance of the old gods before now. He's a sight to behold when any individual old god passes by and expects a greeting, all manners and flattery and unpleasant looks the moment their backs are turned. He'd give them a rude gesture for the road, but that's far too improper for him.
But when he's not making childish faces at other gods' backs, he's trying to find... anything at all worthwhile in this place. There's nothing in order. It's a wreck. He can't find a single thing, and for all his practicing there are still plenty of kanji he's never seen before, so the older books in particular are brutal...
He pauses, picks a book up off a shelf, and frowns at it.] I can't even remember lookin' for this, it was so long ago.
[He has been here for Hours.]
III. wildcard
[hello what would you like to do? please ask and I can deliver]
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I'm full of requests, aren't I? I even have another. Would you like to take a bath with me?
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Mercy, I can't think of a single thing I'd like more.
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Great. I'll run the water, so I'll let you find your way out of your clothes and meet you there. How's that? [He'll spare him the shame of watching, but also, he wants to make this bath at least a little romantic. Baths are way easier to cuddle in, too...
He kisses his lips once more, long and sweet, before he rolls off of him and steps off the bed, stretching. He'll just leave his clothes and ribbons in here, he guesses... It's fine. But he does finally pull the ribbon out of his hair, too.]
We can go in this one, over here... [He points to indicate whichever of who knows how many bathrooms are in this house, and then he'll head that way. Yes...!!]
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Sure, sure. I'll be there in a minute.
[He needs to hold a viking funeral for these pants first, holy shit!! But no, he'll wiggle his way out of them and his equally ruined underwear, which he'll just abandon in a shameful pile with his shirt, wherever that went. Then he'll head off to find the bathroom and Jae-Ha, fussing his hair into a more presentable mess as he peers in from the doorway.] Ready?
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So, at the voice, he'll stop flashing his ass to Hazel and turn around with a smile.] It's just about full, so we can get in.
[He'll get in first since he has so much leggie, so he'll step in now, setting down before he gestures for Hazel to join him.]
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This is nice... He pokes a bubble, smiling.] Well, it smells real good in here.
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Doesn't it? There are so many nice bathtubs in this temple, so we should make good use of them.
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Lofty goals. Are ya still tryin' to fool around in all the bedrooms? [They're so thirsty, this is a much more difficult goal because who has the patience to stop and find a room...??]
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I'll leave interesting items in every one. It will be like a game. [He's probably joking...]
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Well, nothin' that'll spoil if nobody finds it, alright?
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And the most questionable items will be hidden in the hardest-to-find rooms. [He kisses at his neck again, admiring the mark from the rough kiss he'd given him earlier. Still keeping his fingers laced with Hazel's, he guides them down the front of Hazel's chest.]
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[Hmm, yes, this is silly but sure. He tilts his head a little to invite more kisses, squeezing Jae-Ha's fingers to encourage more of that, too. Whatever the birthday boy wants...!!]
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It's all to make sure you won't be embarrassed, you know.
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Well, thanks for thinkin' of me for your lil scavenger hunt.
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[He guides their laced-together hands down to Hazel's thigh, smoothing there and brushing past his length as he kisses more at his shoulder. His other hand slips up, tracing over his chest, circling around a nipple, and then moving up to press fingers curiously at Hazel's lips.]
Right now, I'm thinking of you on my lap.
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The fingers against his lips, though- he doesn't say anything in response to that comment, kissing Jae-Ha's fingers instead before parting his lips just enough to give his fingertips a little suck. This is productive for cleaning...]
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Even on my birthday, tell me if I'm too much. [In any way. Like, he just mouthed all over his pants, but he's still going to say this as he slips fingers into his mouth and kisses at his neck from behind. His other hand, still linked with one of Hazel's, moves down to stroke slowly along his length. He's cleaning. Definitely.]
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Cleaning. Yes. He leans way from Jae-Ha's lewd fingers just enough to speak,] You're too good, that's what. I do recall sayin' I wanted to feel even more, earlier...
[Now he'll press back against Jae-Ha, hey.]
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Then let's feel as much as possible. Can you turn around and face me? [Not that he's giving him room to, here...]
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Gotta give me a touch more space, darlin'. [He turns his head instead, kissing at whatever part of Jae-Ha he can reach and stroking himself with a slow, shuddering breath. Let him turn all the way around, gosh.]
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[He chuckles, sucking a little at his earlobe before he pulls back both of his hands and leans back to the edge of the tub. His legs will shift a little, too, trying to make it easier for Hazel to shift however he'd like.
Jae-Ha sure is resting his elbow on the side of the tub with his chin in his hand, giving Hazel the hungriest look ever, though.]
I think I'd like to work up to you sitting on me. [Just bluntly, he says this.]
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He really can't resist that look...]
Sure. Just don't splash around too much. [hazel,]
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Then a little splashing is fine? [He kisses him again, a slow hum slipping out as one of his hands wanders back to squeeze at his ass.]
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[Yes, hello. Hazel smooths his other hand up over Jae-Ha's chest, rubbing his thumb over a nipple as he goes. His next noise is closer to a gasp, rolling his hips forward against Jae-Ha's his ass is squeezed.]
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I could kiss you forever. [Just in case that wasn't clear. His hands squeeze at him again, and then one slips between them to drag fingertips slowly along Hazel's length, teasing.]
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