[ flat laughs, taking some enjoyment in the way that berserker reacts. his own drive is rather low, so one round is more than enough for him, but seeing cu slowly come undone has some merit in it for him as well.
his strokes remain slow for a few more moments, before they pick up a little bit of speed. meanwhile, he continues talking. ]
Think about it. You're no longer a Servant, you have a lover, and even a new identity. You're pretty much free from everyone and everything except in your own mind.
[ It's really, really difficult for him to focus on the conversation at hand when he's being pleasured like this. Berserker rolls his hips with the rhythm Flat sets, accompanied by quiet, needy sounds. ]
Do you...do you know how difficult it is...to let go of that? [ His cock throbs in the witch's grip as a dribble of pre-come leaks from the tip. ] I'm trying...
[ it's endlessly difficult to go against one's own nature, like going uphill a mountain with nothing keeping you from falling back to the cold hard ground. he understands what it's like to go against the flow--even though it'd be so much easier to simply be the abnormality that everyone knows he is. instead he fights, always trying to overcome that breach between himself and humanity.
not that he needs to make cu privy of that yet. it'll come in its own time, and flat doesn't consider his issues nearly as important as his bonded's. he leans against him to press kisses against his jaw and down his neck, sometimes scraping the skin with his teeth, though never enough to draw blood. as he does so, he continues stroking the dragon's arousal, quickening the pace. ]
But you can do it. [ he pushes himself up to kiss him, to take in those needy sounds--berserker will practically feel him grin against his lips. ] I'll catch you.
[ Fuck, now it's impossible to focus on the conversation. Flat's words reach his ears, but he gives no response that they registered at all. He tilts his head up with a breathy sigh to give the witch better access. It's still easy to overwhelm him and make him shut down with something as simple as a handjob.
He returns the kiss with a bit too much force, attempting to force his tongue into Flat's mouth to deepen the kiss. It won't be much longer now with how worked up he is and how eagerly he bucks his hips up into the witch's hand. Once he gives into himself, it's almost impressive how quickly he comes undone. Making up for lost time, perhaps... ]
[ the force of the kiss doesn't seem to bother flat in the least, who wordlessly lets himself be taken by cu, his own tongue intertwining with his. there's something so lovely about being able to see cu like this, so overwhelmed and vulnerable, that he wishes he could enjoy it for longer.
but there's something equally enjoyable about actually pushing him past the edge, so he continues the pace that cu sets, almost as if guiding him through his orgasm. ]
[ There's an unmatched intensity in sex with his Bondmates, their magical attachment heightens every sensation. It's intoxicating and overwhelming. Berserker feels like his nerves are on fire and all he can focus on right now is Flat's hand on his arousal. As worked up as he is and as intense as everything feels, it's only a little bit longer before he comes with a cry. He muffles this by biting the side of Flat's neck suddenly, hard enough to mark him. ]
[ flat hisses the moment that berserker sinks his teeth into the skin of his neck again, wincing at the pain of it. the teeth leave some drops of blood behind, and his skin quickly forms a small bruise around the area.
as for cu's orgasm, flat helps him ride it out. his strokes become slower, purposely trying to get as much of it as he can before releasing his grip and wiping his hand on the bed sheets with very little glamour.
once berserker pulls himself back together, flat will chirp happily: ] Satisfied?
[ He laps up the blood eagerly, almost as an apology for the pain. It will leave a lovely mark for a few days, something that's satisfies him almost more than his climax. ]
... Yes. [ Berserker leans up to give him a much gentler kiss. ] You're a brat, but...I appreciate what you did.
[ seems like the thanks and the gentle kiss actually threw him for a bit of a surprise. flat looks like he’s trying to find the right words to say, but instead can only manage to turn a bit red in a sudden wave of self-consciousness. he’s not used to being thanked so earnestly, it seems. ]
I mean, you’re welcome, I guess? I think I just creeped you out more than anything...
[ It's ... cute the way he blushes at being thanked. Something to file away for later if he has reason to throw Flat off. ]
Clean up and sleep. [ A further sign of trust from Berserker, really. To be vulnerable enough to bathe and sleep beside someone is a significant step for him. Few get to see that level of vulnerability from him. ] You don't have to stay if you don't want to, of course...Whatever you're most comfortable with.
[ He's only that considerate with his Bonded, really. ]
[ flat mumbles his response after some slight consideration, feeling somewhat similar about the idea. to actually leave himself exposed like that is a sign of trust that he wouldn’t put on many people.
luckily, cu is one of those.
but from here on out, it’s all unexplored territory, and it’s something that makes flat slightly nervous. ]
You’re really soft under the many layers of edge and prickliness huh? Who would’ve thought!
[ which means that it’s a perfect opportunity to put his foot in his mouth. ]
[ If they're going to sleep in here, the sheets need to be changed thanks to Flat just wiping certain fluids on them. Berserker stands up with a sigh. ]
I'm going to clean up. Change the sheets, there are clean ones in the closet. You can handle that by yourself, can't you?
[ flat will sleep wherever his body gives up on him, ok.
he laughs as cu orders him to change the sheets, putting on at least a shirt (cu’s shirt—it hangs on his body like a blanket) to cover himself as he begins to remove the blankets. ]
Yessir! I promise you that nothing will burn while you’re away!
[ It's funny to see Flat swallowed up by his shirt. He's not particularly attached to that shirt, so if he wants to keep it, it wouldn't bother him. Berserker gives him one last, moderately annoyed look before disappearing to the bathroom to wash up.
When he returns, he's clean and still completely naked. His hair is damp and loose around his shoulders, the ends trailing down to his lower back. Well, Flat at least kept his words and nothing's on fire, so there's that... ]
[ flat says that with a look of horror on his face, but he’s more mildly amused than anything else. as promised, the bed is made, although not completely orderly—who cares if they’re gonna sleep on it anyways?
with a chuckle and a playful grin, flat runs past cu to the bathroom to clean himself. when he comes out, it’s again in that shirt, though now parts of it stick to the more damp parts of his skin. his hair is hovering just over his chin, considerably longer than what it was when he arrived to aefenglom. ]
I don’t think I’ve ever slept in the same bed as anyone else. Ah, of course there is Jack, but does it really count if they were a watch? Ahaha!
[ He doesn't expect the bed to be perfectly made, honestly -- he's more surprised that it's done at all.
Berserker settles into bed with nothing on aside from a thin pair of pants; clothes are a pain for him to sleep in, it's more for Flat's benefit that he doesn't sleep completely nude. When the witch returns, he looks him over for a moment before shifting over to make more room. ]
...I tend to sleep close to anyone I share a bed with when they're warmer than I am. Will you be uncomfortable if I put an arm around you?
[ He's used to sharing a bed with Diarmuid, who's used to him snuggling up close. Geralt's fond of cuddling, so it's never weird with him, either. Flat, however, seems...uncomfortable with physical affection. ]
[ flat shrugs when cu asks, looking somewhat meek for a second as he lets that slight discomfort go through him. he makes his way to the bed, sitting down on the side that’s been cleared for him.
he considers cu for a moment, giving him a flash of an empty smile before sighing dramatically. ]
Don’t be surprised if I try to kick you off though! I bet I even bite in my sleep.
[ with a laugh, he settles into bed, pulling the covers all the way to his shoulders. ]
[ Berserker, of course, instantly sidles up closer to Flat; he's warm and the body contact enhances the feeling of their Bond. A pleasant pulse of magic flows between them as he rests his face against the back of Flat's neck. It's soothing and it feels different from his other two, more present and here...This is going to take some adjustment, certainly. ]
...Are you actually worried about that or are you just saying stupid things again?
[ flat laughs softly when asked, as if it weren’t obvious enough that he’s just being an idiot, out of habit more than anything else.
his body reacts to the magic from the bond, and any discomfort that he had instinctively felt quickly disappears into the pleasant pulse. and while flat does run warm, he feels even more comfortable now that cu is here with him.
perhaps this wasn’t such a bad idea—like a pleased cat, he stretches, and relaxes. ]
[ It's not cruel, just resigned. He settles in and lets himself relax finally. The vulnerability he willingly displays is as much a sign of trust as their Bond. Sleeping next to someone like this is the ultimate sign of trust -- he can't protect himself when he's asleep, killing him would be trivial.
There's no more words from Berserker as he slips into sleep finally, his grip on Flat relaxing as his consciousness fades. He's comfortable and secure, a rarity in his life. ]
even as comfortable as he was, his mind was still going at a thousand miles per hour, with nothing but static noise in it and things he cannot always comprehend. he was not overwhelmed--it's simply how he was wired to be. even if aefenglom, so far away from america or the clock tower or monaco, parts of him still remained the same.
he stares at a few different spots fixedly for a couple hours, as berserker's gentle breathing slowly guides flat's mind to quiet down into a peaceful nothing. it's only then when his mind finally gives in to the exhaustion and falls asleep. ]
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[ flat laughs, taking some enjoyment in the way that berserker reacts. his own drive is rather low, so one round is more than enough for him, but seeing cu slowly come undone has some merit in it for him as well.
his strokes remain slow for a few more moments, before they pick up a little bit of speed. meanwhile, he continues talking. ]
Think about it. You're no longer a Servant, you have a lover, and even a new identity. You're pretty much free from everyone and everything except in your own mind.
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Do you...do you know how difficult it is...to let go of that? [ His cock throbs in the witch's grip as a dribble of pre-come leaks from the tip. ] I'm trying...
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[ it's endlessly difficult to go against one's own nature, like going uphill a mountain with nothing keeping you from falling back to the cold hard ground. he understands what it's like to go against the flow--even though it'd be so much easier to simply be the abnormality that everyone knows he is. instead he fights, always trying to overcome that breach between himself and humanity.
not that he needs to make cu privy of that yet. it'll come in its own time, and flat doesn't consider his issues nearly as important as his bonded's. he leans against him to press kisses against his jaw and down his neck, sometimes scraping the skin with his teeth, though never enough to draw blood. as he does so, he continues stroking the dragon's arousal, quickening the pace. ]
But you can do it. [ he pushes himself up to kiss him, to take in those needy sounds--berserker will practically feel him grin against his lips. ] I'll catch you.
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He returns the kiss with a bit too much force, attempting to force his tongue into Flat's mouth to deepen the kiss. It won't be much longer now with how worked up he is and how eagerly he bucks his hips up into the witch's hand. Once he gives into himself, it's almost impressive how quickly he comes undone. Making up for lost time, perhaps... ]
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but there's something equally enjoyable about actually pushing him past the edge, so he continues the pace that cu sets, almost as if guiding him through his orgasm. ]
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[ flat hisses the moment that berserker sinks his teeth into the skin of his neck again, wincing at the pain of it. the teeth leave some drops of blood behind, and his skin quickly forms a small bruise around the area.
as for cu's orgasm, flat helps him ride it out. his strokes become slower, purposely trying to get as much of it as he can before releasing his grip and wiping his hand on the bed sheets with very little glamour.
once berserker pulls himself back together, flat will chirp happily: ] Satisfied?
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... Yes. [ Berserker leans up to give him a much gentler kiss. ] You're a brat, but...I appreciate what you did.
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[ seems like the thanks and the gentle kiss actually threw him for a bit of a surprise. flat looks like he’s trying to find the right words to say, but instead can only manage to turn a bit red in a sudden wave of self-consciousness. he’s not used to being thanked so earnestly, it seems. ]
I mean, you’re welcome, I guess? I think I just creeped you out more than anything...
[ a pause. ]
What do you do with the others after this?
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Clean up and sleep. [ A further sign of trust from Berserker, really. To be vulnerable enough to bathe and sleep beside someone is a significant step for him. Few get to see that level of vulnerability from him. ] You don't have to stay if you don't want to, of course...Whatever you're most comfortable with.
[ He's only that considerate with his Bonded, really. ]
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[ flat mumbles his response after some slight consideration, feeling somewhat similar about the idea. to actually leave himself exposed like that is a sign of trust that he wouldn’t put on many people.
luckily, cu is one of those.
but from here on out, it’s all unexplored territory, and it’s something that makes flat slightly nervous. ]
You’re really soft under the many layers of edge and prickliness huh? Who would’ve thought!
[ which means that it’s a perfect opportunity to put his foot in his mouth. ]
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[ If they're going to sleep in here, the sheets need to be changed thanks to Flat just wiping certain fluids on them. Berserker stands up with a sigh. ]
I'm going to clean up. Change the sheets, there are clean ones in the closet. You can handle that by yourself, can't you?
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he laughs as cu orders him to change the sheets, putting on at least a shirt (cu’s shirt—it hangs on his body like a blanket) to cover himself as he begins to remove the blankets. ]
Yessir! I promise you that nothing will burn while you’re away!
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When he returns, he's clean and still completely naked. His hair is damp and loose around his shoulders, the ends trailing down to his lower back. Well, Flat at least kept his words and nothing's on fire, so there's that... ]
You kept your promise. I'm impressed.
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[ flat says that with a look of horror on his face, but he’s more mildly amused than anything else. as promised, the bed is made, although not completely orderly—who cares if they’re gonna sleep on it anyways?
with a chuckle and a playful grin, flat runs past cu to the bathroom to clean himself. when he comes out, it’s again in that shirt, though now parts of it stick to the more damp parts of his skin. his hair is hovering just over his chin, considerably longer than what it was when he arrived to aefenglom. ]
I don’t think I’ve ever slept in the same bed as anyone else. Ah, of course there is Jack, but does it really count if they were a watch? Ahaha!
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Berserker settles into bed with nothing on aside from a thin pair of pants; clothes are a pain for him to sleep in, it's more for Flat's benefit that he doesn't sleep completely nude. When the witch returns, he looks him over for a moment before shifting over to make more room. ]
...I tend to sleep close to anyone I share a bed with when they're warmer than I am. Will you be uncomfortable if I put an arm around you?
[ He's used to sharing a bed with Diarmuid, who's used to him snuggling up close. Geralt's fond of cuddling, so it's never weird with him, either. Flat, however, seems...uncomfortable with physical affection. ]
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[ flat shrugs when cu asks, looking somewhat meek for a second as he lets that slight discomfort go through him. he makes his way to the bed, sitting down on the side that’s been cleared for him.
he considers cu for a moment, giving him a flash of an empty smile before sighing dramatically. ]
Don’t be surprised if I try to kick you off though! I bet I even bite in my sleep.
[ with a laugh, he settles into bed, pulling the covers all the way to his shoulders. ]
Just don’t crush me in your sleep, okay?
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...Are you actually worried about that or are you just saying stupid things again?
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[ flat laughs softly when asked, as if it weren’t obvious enough that he’s just being an idiot, out of habit more than anything else.
his body reacts to the magic from the bond, and any discomfort that he had instinctively felt quickly disappears into the pleasant pulse. and while flat does run warm, he feels even more comfortable now that cu is here with him.
perhaps this wasn’t such a bad idea—like a pleased cat, he stretches, and relaxes. ]
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[ It's not cruel, just resigned. He settles in and lets himself relax finally. The vulnerability he willingly displays is as much a sign of trust as their Bond. Sleeping next to someone like this is the ultimate sign of trust -- he can't protect himself when he's asleep, killing him would be trivial.
There's no more words from Berserker as he slips into sleep finally, his grip on Flat relaxing as his consciousness fades. He's comfortable and secure, a rarity in his life. ]
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even as comfortable as he was, his mind was still going at a thousand miles per hour, with nothing but static noise in it and things he cannot always comprehend. he was not overwhelmed--it's simply how he was wired to be. even if aefenglom, so far away from america or the clock tower or monaco, parts of him still remained the same.
he stares at a few different spots fixedly for a couple hours, as berserker's gentle breathing slowly guides flat's mind to quiet down into a peaceful nothing. it's only then when his mind finally gives in to the exhaustion and falls asleep. ]