[ah... it seems it's not just eiden invested in rei's enjoyment in his sexual activities. he's feeling some kind of way about it, because he's starting to question his understanding of the word 'enjoyment.' is feeling good not the only prerequisite to enjoyment when it comes to sex? that's honestly all he needs to have a good time. are his standards too low because he uses sex as a means to an end?
well. he gets the feeling he's not going to get the answer to that quandary anytime soon. and he really doesn't want an answer anyway. there are other questions he'd rather look into! like his research!
linhardt seems to be more relaxed, less timid, and that's what's more important right now.
hands move across his body, pausing every so often, strangely intimate in the gentle, searching touch. rei can't suppress the shudder that racks through his body, especially when linhardt kisses him once again and bathes his body in the warm glow of faith magic. he can feel every muscle unclench, even muscles he didn't think were clenched! he's left breathless and boneless, and all linhardt had done so far was kiss him. damn. this guy's a master kisser, apparently.]
Fuck- yeah, that's phenomenal healing work. [he rotates a shoulder, amazed at how... loose his body feels. he takes every kiss given to him, returning it tenfold with a heated one, just to double check his read on linhardt's essence. and perhaps also as gratitude.]
Thanks for that. Yeah, I can absolutely sense a difference. Your neutral essence is calm, and your essence when casting that spell was more - hm. Warmer for sure. And bright. Perhaps intense is a more quantifiable term. Interesting, but not altogether surprising given the nature of the spell. Now, you had another kind of spell you wanted to try?
[ Linhardt tilts his head, amused at the profuse praise that Rei levels on him. At the same time, although Linhardt will never admit it, it does bring him pleasure to watch people after he heals them. The joy with which Rei moves his shoulder is a simple one, yet it does provide some measure of fulfillment. Not to a level where Linhardt would like to do such things all day, but he still enjoys it. ]
It's very elementary, actually. If you had a brain injury, a complex fracture, or multiple poisons attacking your systems, I'd consider that healing to be closer to 'phenomenal'.
[ It's a distinction that Linhardt wants Rei to have - this isn't just about Linhardt's magic in isolation, but about how it compares to the magic of other denizens at the 'resort'. So giving Rei context and perspective would be helpful. ]
Intense and warm makes sense - that spell was essentially focused life energy.
[ Rei is very focused. If they were discussing any other topic, Linhardt would find this annoying, but since it's magic, it is, instead, delightful. He is not solely responsible for remembering all the variables they want to test! Wonderful! Linhardt smiles and slowly unfolds himself into a sitting position, leaning against the headboard. He then pats his lap in invitation as Rei had indicated a liking for that position. ]
Hah - I've had that knot in my back for ages, and no other healing magic's worked on it. I'd say that's phenomenal in its own right.
[though that might honestly be because he's never allowed anyone close enough to properly heal him until he came here and is now surrounded by powerful healers. it's like the entire world and universe is telling him to take better care of himself. he will not, thank you, but he won't say no to a nice healing spell from a proper healer, not a shit healer like himself.
(he'll have to see if linhardt would follow up on that 'multiple poisons running through his system' thing after they get to know each other better... it could be an interesting experiment? test the limits of linhardt's magic while simultaneously gauging the amount of magical energy expelled. ah, but if this healer is anything like olivine...he'll probably decline. healers don't usually like to purposefully harm those around them. goes against their whole nature normally. hm... a thought for another day.)
he eagerly crawls his way toward linhardt, perching into his lap like he was made to be there. he slides his arms over linhardt's slim shoulders, leaning in to press his lips against the side of his face, his ear, down his neck. his heated breath ghosts against linhardt's skin.]
Perhaps. Or perhaps your world has very little healing magic in comparison to Fodlan. Or you haven't had access to healers at my level before.
[ Linhardt does not know what Rei's social background is. He's had access to talented healers his entire life, but that is far from a normal experience, even in Fodlan. He's one of the more educated, skilled, and talented healers in Fodlan. There are some that reached his level - or eclipsed it - but not many. So it is a possibility worth mentioning that Rei simply might have not encountered healers on that level before.
His hands come to rest on Rei's hips, holding him firmly in place as Linhardt takes the time to enjoy the other man's ministrations: The feeling of lips against his skin, the eagerness in his motions, and the warmth of the other man's breath all coming together to tell Linhardt that it's okay to relax. To give in to enjoying himself. He runs a hand along Rei's jaw and then tilts the man's face up to give him a thorough, exploratory kiss, savoring Rei's taste. ]
Mmm...
[ Ah yes. That's right. Magic. ]
Fire - though technically I'm only going to generate heat. I don't want to hurt you.
[ The goal is to please Rei, not immolate him or give him severe burns. ]
So you're going to need to pay close attention since I won't be using much power.
[ Linhardt leans in to kiss Rei again. His hands reach to push Rei's robe off his shoulders, letting his fingers trail over the man's skin. Then he murmurs something against Rei's mouth and the fingers touching Rei are suddenly awash with heat, each one trailing warmth that would not be out of place in a hot stone massage: A controlled and pleasant heat that can seep into Rei's body while Linhardt touches him. ]
Mm - we'll have to test the efficacy of our worlds' healing sometime. I'm not very practiced, but there's someone from my world here who is.
[linhardt wasn't too far off the mark, to be honest. while rei's life before becoming a cryptid living in the forest to run experiments was more similar to linhardt's life growing up, he'd since given up all of that and cut off ties with his bloodline. and he'd only met olivine very recently before coming here, so yeah. no good healers around to sooth his aches other than himself.]
You're a healer, can't you just-
[he's cut off with a kiss, distracted by the touch and warmth on his exposed skin. he absentmindedly just gets rid of his robe altogether, not at all shy about it as he sighs contently into the kiss. the warmth seems to further loosen his back muscles - and honestly anywhere linhardt's hands touch, and rei has never felt more relaxed in his entire life.
but of course, he doesn't forget the point of this - he takes in linhardt's essence, licking it up from inside his mouth, tongue eagerly seeking it, as he compares the signatures with the previous exchanges. his memory is excellent enough, at least for this kind of thing, to memorize and separate the three different signatures, thankfully.
and if he grinds his hips down against linhardt, that's another thing entirely, of course.]
Oh? Who is that? I would welcome that idea - I think that any time that we can compare like to like, we ought to. That will minimize potential confounding variables. Although we'll want to do the healing on the same being as well - we may have differing physiologies in ways we aren't aware.
[ For example, what about Rei (and presumably other people from his world) makes them able to sense magic through eroticism? There are theories about the influence emotions can have on magic - mostly on those who bear Crests - but none of them focus on that emotion. Linhardt nuzzles against Rei's neck, stopping semi-frequently as a thought occurs to him to follow up on, making a mental note before he continues his attentions.
It's easy to make Rei melt into his hands, which is just what Linhardt wants - he wants the other scholar to exist in a haze of relaxed pleasure. He presses his fingers into Rei's skin, giving the man an impromptu massage, coming to knead at his shoulders while continuing to kiss him.]
Couldn't I what?
[Don't withhold from him. It makes him wonder what Rei is wondering about. The question bees are buzzing. Linhardt nips at Rei's nose to convey his not-seriously-irritated-but-still-curious feeling before his lips capture Rei's again. He tastes good. Is it wrong to enjoy it?
The healer groans into Rei's mouth at the delicious friction, heart starting to beat faster as Linhardt's mind and body come to full agreement: Sex good. Yes. Linhardt's hands slide down to grip Rei's hips and encourage the motion, pressing his own groin - and his quickly coming to attention erection - against Rei's. ]
Mmm...do we need to do something in particular or do you only need to orgasm?
Ah- a priest named Olivine. Green hair with an amazing chest. [a small, breathless laugh. it is, indeed, quite the sight to behold when olivine's shirtless.] I'll be the test subject. I'll be able to more accurately describe the factors we'd be testing for anyway instead of giving vague, subjective statements that hold no value.
[he's had one too many test subjects who gave him just that kinds of answer, unfortunately...
that massage feels amazing, and he can't help the satisfied sigh that spills from him, leaning more into linhardt's fingertips, adjusting himself so they more precisely reach the places that really need that warm, probing touch.]
As a healer, couldn't you just heal what you burn? [he chases after each kiss, getting more and more riled up, his hunger rising with it.] Come on, I can take it. This is an experiment, after all.
[and rei will do anything for an experiment. short of dying, of course. it may not be very conducive to the current...intimate atmosphere for most people, but rei's used to both sensations during sex. there's something just as rewarding in getting good data, after all.]
Ah- fuck- [he braces against the headboard behind linhardt, chest against chest, grinding hard and more fully against him. he wants- he wants more. he just needs linhardt to specify what he'd like to do before rei can dive in and take what he wants.]
On the contrary, you're the one who needs to, nngh, orgasm. Inside me is best. Oral is fine, but anally will yield me the most, hah, accurate readings of your magical energy.
Oh. Him. The talkative one. I haven't seen his chest, so I cannot speak to that one way or another.
[ Rei has a very valid point regarding his suitability as a test subject, so Linhardt nods in ready agreement. That makes sense to him. It is infuriating when he has to walk people through his thought processes for experiments, even though some basic logical thought on the part of others would help them understand. Apparently that is too much to ask for.
Linhardt hums in the back of this throat and uses Rei's subtle motions to direct his efforts towards where they will be the most useful - to find muscle knots and oh so gently tease them apart. His movement is slow, a counterpoint to Rei's frantic excitement. The contrast is deliberate, which is hard to catch except for the smallest smirk on Linhardt's face. He's here to enjoy himself too.]
I know you can take it. I could heal you, but I also wanted to see if small amounts of magic were sufficient for your abilities. I have things I want to know as well.
[ He's not Rei's lab assistant or scribe - he's there to sate his own curiosity. Linhardt grinds his hips against Rei's more, closing his eyes with a sigh as pleasure rolls through him. ]
You should ride me until I come inside of you then. I want to watch you.
[could linhardt get any better? any more perfect? well, okay, he could be more up to rei's speed in terms of sex (no soft touches, no lead ups, just hard and fast fucking), but that's whatever. that's beside the point entirely. linhardt's perfect in the ways that matter. because he's never met someone who 1) also had some things he wanted to test during an experiment, 2) had things he wanted to test within the things he already wanted to test, and 3) isn't a crazed stalker.
test within a test within a test. lots of testing going on.
and rei is so thrilled. and he's not even scolding rei for his lack of boundaries when it comes to experiments. truly a bond between men of magic and science! he understands! it makes him want this man in ways he didn't go into this wanting.]
I thought you'd never ask.
[he tears open linhardt's pants immediately upon gaining consent with a remarkable speed and efficiency. he doesn't waste a single moment- no, he lines linhardt up with his hole before sinking down in one smooth motion. he groans deeply, head tilting up as he just takes a moment to feel the fullness, the satisfaction of finally having something inside him again. finally having linhardt in particular inside him.
he can already feel the pinpricks of essence and magical energy from just this. greedy for more, he starts to move, hips quick and practiced.]
I was able to read your essence even with you holding back. I could - hah - tell it was much more erratic. With high highs and low lows - nngh. Still controlled, though. It isn't erratic due to lack of mastery. It's simply the nature of elemental magic in general, and perhaps the nature of holding back.
[ Linhardt's attempt at a pedantic, deadpan retort is completely ruined. Completely and utterly ruined. Because Linhardt is a person in possession of a body and a cock and he barely has time to adjust before Rei has stripped him bare and impaled himself on Linhardt.
Not that Linhardt is in any way objecting. The man moans a low sound from the back of his throat and lets his head fall back against the headboard, eyes shutting and toes curling in complete bliss. Goddess, that feels good. If there is anything that makes Linhardt believe in the Goddess, it is how good the simple things in life can feel.
Simple, but not boring. Rei is warm and tight around Linhardt's cock and the man can't help but thrust his hips upward, attempting to drive himself further inside of the man. More. He needs more.
Linhardt reaches out his hands, seeking more skin to skin contact. More of Rei's delicious moaning. Given how quickly Rei initiated, Linhardt takes a chance and simply wraps a hand around Rei's own cock, stroking it while he stares up at Rei with his pale face flushed, almost too dazed by the sudden rush of pleasure to speak.
Almost. ]
Yes, it's... oh Goddess.. in some ways...harder to do very small magics... oh you're good at this, this feels so good...
[ Rei is being very distracting. ]
Like how it's easier to punch someone than use paintbrushes well.
[rei immediately dips forward to bite gently at linhardt's pale neck, delighting in the reddened marks that appear quickly in his wake. he presses kiss after kiss before pulling away to put his all into riding him into oblivion. when linhardt thrusts up to meet him, he chokes on a moan. when linhardt grasps his dick, rei's eyes roll back, bliss overtaking him in that moment.
luckily, he's honed the skill of still paying attention even when he's getting his soul fucked out of him. he smirks, showing off a little with a particular roll of his hips. when the best way to gauge magical energy is sex in your world and you're a researcher of said magical energy, you end up getting really fucking good at fucking. his own prowess is usually something he doesn't care much for, it's simply a tool to get whatever he needs, but in this moment, he's happy he can provide linhardt a mind-blowing experience.]
Mm- depends on the person's essence levels. [he tightens around linhardt, enjoying the feeling of a slightly slower drag of his cock inside.] If it's high, like yours, it's - haah - euphoric. Better than an orgasm, it's simply unparalleled. Nngh, those with normal or below average essence, ah, it's akin to a chore, merely fucking them to get what I want then leaving.
[whether for essence, data, or information, it's all the same. and that's most people in klein. but alas, he does what he has to to achieve his goals. at least here in the resort, he's got so many people with high amounts of "essence," not just fellow clan members. he's truly thriving here. and there's so much research to be done. this current research study of his is only the beginning.]
Though - hah! - there is a theory about, hnngh, essence equilibrium. If one side expels m-more essence than the other, then essence will be siphoned from the party with more essence so that balance - fuck - will be reached. [he takes a moment to simply lose himself to fucking himself on linhardt, feeling how deep he reaches, the essence in his cum, all of him.] It could be a factor in essence reg- regulation with those of average levels...
[ Linhardt's response to the barrage of kisses and love bites is simple: the healer turns his head to the side and reaches up a pale hand to move his hair away, exposing more of his neck for Rei to enjoy if he feels so inclined.
The moan is delightful. How much better would it sound if Rei were so intoxicated he couldn't hold back? Linhardt's eyes watch the other man's motions hungrily, memorizing what Rei's ecstasy looks like. The hand around Rei's cock speeds up as Linhardt guesses that Rei prefers immediate, overwhelming sensation.
He must admit, there is some merit in this approach - Linhardt feels as though he's on a diving wyvern, holding on for dear life as he feels the wind rush past him and his stomach fall out in joy - all he can do is try to match Rei's motions with his own, to meld them closer together and drive himself as far into Rei as their respective anatomies will allow. His other hand rests on Rei's hip, hand curling. His fingers dig into the skin when Rei tightens around him and Linhardt shudders, moaning loudly at the warmth enveloping his cock. ]
I'm glad...you're enjoying this... I don't want to be...a chore.
[ And it does sound like a chore most of the time from what Rei is saying. That makes Linhardt's heart pang underneath the haze of lust, and the hand that was on Rei's hip comes up to cup his cheek, softly stroking a thumb over his face. ]
What happens when...essence...is not regulated...?
[he'll take full advantage of that offered smooth column of neck, thank you very much. the skin is so warm under his lips, taking his marks so easily. his little gasps of pleasure ghost along his skin as he rolls his hips back, as linhardt quickens his touch on his cock.
and, oh, when linhardt starts spearing into him in earnest, fucking his essence into rei's core, rei moans loudly at being filled in every sense of the word, both physically and with essence. he slams himself down just as eagerly, eyes dilating from just how damn good it feels. linhardt's essence seems to curl inside him, filling every crevice before expanding, slotting into his own irregular essence and fortifying it.]
Oh, you have- nothing to worry about- mm-!
[because this is anything but - it's bliss. and it shows plainly in his expression, eyes unfocused as he swims in pleasure, not just from the essence but from a good ol' fashioned dicking, too.]
Ah- unimaginable pain, mostly. [a huffed laugh, despite it not being very funny at all.] In rarer cases, death - but that's, hah, quite the anomaly and requires several other factors in order to get that dire. Essence is - incredibly inefficient at best. It seems most other worlds don't have this sort of need.
[ Almost every touch leaves at least a temporary mark on Linhardt's unblemished skin, and any attempt to mark him more heavily is immediately rewarded, skin blotting into a swirl of purples and reds. A reward for Rei's efforts, along with a blink of surprise from Linhardt.
So faster is best. It's not Linhardt's preference, but Rei is doing most of the work and he finds the man not uninteresting to talk to, so he'll put in some effort. The man doesn't match Rei thrust for thrust, but on occasion he times the rolls of his hips with Rei to bury himself extra deeply inside the other man, causing his head to fall back and his mouth to fall open in a groan of bliss while his lower back arches. ]
I...hope...that's...rare...
How do - oh my oh oh yes yes - keep doing that yes yes you feel good...this feels good...
It's oh my goddess oh I can't oh ... distracting...
oh no, the one time rei doesn't want his partner to be speechless LOL
[what do you mean, linhardt! the faster the better. well - that's rei's usual modus operandi. he's quickly finding himself questioning his usual, meeting more and more interesting people. people he doesn't want to just fuck and leave. people like linhardt, who he wants to stick around and discuss so. many. theories with. and perhaps engage in further experiments with.
it's strange, a thought that sticks with him as he rides linhardt to oblivion, as he fucks his own brains out on linhardt's dick.]
Nngh- I feel good, huh? I'll, ah, show you more of where that comes from-
[once more, he tightens around linhardt, maintains it as he leans forward to pull him into another kiss, deep and hungry, as if he isn't well on his way to get another serving of essence. he pulls away just enough to say:] Give me your essence- fuck- I want it all-!
[ Linhardt's frantic, breathy sentence is cut off by a sharp gasp when Rei tightens himself around Linhardt's cock again. It's almost as though Rei is trying to draw every bit of Linhardt's attention to the cock between his legs, but then Linhardt finds himself hauled towards Rei. Acquiescing as easily as a ragdoll, Linhardt opens his tongue and allows Rei full access.
He moans into Rei's mouth, jutting his hips up into Rei with more energy than before. Rei wants him. Wants this. The next time Rei tightens around Linhardt, the healer can't hold it in anymore: Those hands clutch tightly at Rei's hips and keep the man impaled on Linhardt while the man empties himself, head lolling back, eyes closed, and mouth open in pure ecstasy]
but then rei can't see lin's cute faces hehe he'll take the speechlessness
[oh, the sweet, euphoric feeling of getting filled with warm, powerful essence and feeling it in the deepest part of himself. it's enough to bring him to release as well, spilling onto mostly linhardt (oops) with a loud, unabashed cry. he fucks himself on linhardt just a few more times, enjoying the sharp pangs of overstimulation, before settling to catch his bearings.]
Your essence... is spectacular.
[he thinks he's going to enjoy it here if so many people are going to have such amazing essence like linhardt's.
after a moment, he pulls himself off to carefully scooch closer to the nightstand, where he has helpfully moved his vial and incubator setup for ease of collecting samples. he props a leg up on the nightstand and moves a vial between his legs for the sexy, sexy process of extraction. he corks it then sets it in the warming chamber to analyze later. then he takes his notebook and flops in the pillows next to linhardt, writing out the data from linhardt's essence readings. and also the readings from linhardt's earlier experiment, which was actually incredibly helpful for rei's own research as well.]
Lin hearing that like 'just gonna put a bag over my face forever now thx'
[ Linhardt exhales the polite acknowledgement between deep, tired breaths. He enjoys having sex. It is also a strenuous physical activity and Linhardt is prone to exhaustion. So while Rei gets up and starts doing...something, Linhardt takes the opportunity to return to his favorite position: Lying down. He yawns and snuggles into the pillow, completely heedless of the semen spilled across his body. It will be there when he wakes up. Now it's time to sleep.
He barely moves when Rei joins him, seeming for all intents and purposes to be dead to the world, lying there with closed eyes and quiet breaths. At least until he speaks one drowsy sentences, fighting off the Prince of Dreams for one more minute so he can express something truly important:]
[he looks over at his practically-already-asleep companion. he enjoyed their time together immensely, which is... not really that usual for rei. sex is a means to an end for him, which is why this resort suits his needs just fine. it's clearly not the case for linhardt, but rei finds he doesn't really mind. his company is and was so incredibly enjoyable, that rei is actually looking forward to the next time they can meet.
it's been quite some time since he last had someone he could research with. that guy turned out to be crazy, but linhardt is proving to be otherwise. which is awesome, because sometimes you just want to bounce theories off of someone else who knows what you're talking about.
he writes the last of his notes on their encounter before climbing out of bed with a biiiig stretch. linhardt was his last... "appointment" so to speak for the day, so he doesn't have to kick him out. he'll just let the guy sleep. he at least grabs some tissues off the nightstand to clean linhardt up for him - which, again, is not a usual service rei provides, but... he figured he'd pay him back for the good time and even better conversation.
he brushes back some hair from linhardt's face, presses his lips to his temple.] They'll be ready whenever you wake up.
[and now - he believes he has a copious amount of notes to read thanks to his new acquaintance. he pulls his robe back on and settles down at the table with the notes and plenty of fruit to keep himself fed for the rest of the night. whenever linhardt wakes up, rei will be there, asleep on folded arms, a half-eaten apple and a copy of his transcribed notes next to him.]
( OOC: I think we can wrap up here? Honestly, Linhardt is gonna sleep for a while. Sex is tiring. He's a tired boy. )
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[ Practically, nothing. Linhardt is dead to the world - he makes a small noise and moves underneath Rei's hands when the other graciously cleans Linhardt but he doesn't awake. Instead, he turns over on his side, curling into a fetal position for a moment before throwing one leg to the side, sticking one bare foot out under the sheets to regulate his temperature. He's happy to sleep for hours, and whether Rei is there when Linhardt wakes up is of no concern to him. He's comfortable, warm, and resting. He is, for the moment, happy. ]
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no worries!! take care of yourself first!!
well. he gets the feeling he's not going to get the answer to that quandary anytime soon. and he really doesn't want an answer anyway. there are other questions he'd rather look into! like his research!
linhardt seems to be more relaxed, less timid, and that's what's more important right now.
hands move across his body, pausing every so often, strangely intimate in the gentle, searching touch. rei can't suppress the shudder that racks through his body, especially when linhardt kisses him once again and bathes his body in the warm glow of faith magic. he can feel every muscle unclench, even muscles he didn't think were clenched! he's left breathless and boneless, and all linhardt had done so far was kiss him. damn. this guy's a master kisser, apparently.]
Fuck- yeah, that's phenomenal healing work. [he rotates a shoulder, amazed at how... loose his body feels. he takes every kiss given to him, returning it tenfold with a heated one, just to double check his read on linhardt's essence. and perhaps also as gratitude.]
Thanks for that. Yeah, I can absolutely sense a difference. Your neutral essence is calm, and your essence when casting that spell was more - hm. Warmer for sure. And bright. Perhaps intense is a more quantifiable term. Interesting, but not altogether surprising given the nature of the spell. Now, you had another kind of spell you wanted to try?
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It's very elementary, actually. If you had a brain injury, a complex fracture, or multiple poisons attacking your systems, I'd consider that healing to be closer to 'phenomenal'.
[ It's a distinction that Linhardt wants Rei to have - this isn't just about Linhardt's magic in isolation, but about how it compares to the magic of other denizens at the 'resort'. So giving Rei context and perspective would be helpful. ]
Intense and warm makes sense - that spell was essentially focused life energy.
[ Rei is very focused. If they were discussing any other topic, Linhardt would find this annoying, but since it's magic, it is, instead, delightful. He is not solely responsible for remembering all the variables they want to test! Wonderful! Linhardt smiles and slowly unfolds himself into a sitting position, leaning against the headboard. He then pats his lap in invitation as Rei had indicated a liking for that position. ]
I did. My elemental magic. Come sit with me.
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[though that might honestly be because he's never allowed anyone close enough to properly heal him until he came here and is now surrounded by powerful healers. it's like the entire world and universe is telling him to take better care of himself. he will not, thank you, but he won't say no to a nice healing spell from a proper healer, not a shit healer like himself.
(he'll have to see if linhardt would follow up on that 'multiple poisons running through his system' thing after they get to know each other better... it could be an interesting experiment? test the limits of linhardt's magic while simultaneously gauging the amount of magical energy expelled. ah, but if this healer is anything like olivine...he'll probably decline. healers don't usually like to purposefully harm those around them. goes against their whole nature normally. hm... a thought for another day.)
he eagerly crawls his way toward linhardt, perching into his lap like he was made to be there. he slides his arms over linhardt's slim shoulders, leaning in to press his lips against the side of his face, his ear, down his neck. his heated breath ghosts against linhardt's skin.]
What sort of elemental magic do you have for me?
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[ Linhardt does not know what Rei's social background is. He's had access to talented healers his entire life, but that is far from a normal experience, even in Fodlan. He's one of the more educated, skilled, and talented healers in Fodlan. There are some that reached his level - or eclipsed it - but not many. So it is a possibility worth mentioning that Rei simply might have not encountered healers on that level before.
His hands come to rest on Rei's hips, holding him firmly in place as Linhardt takes the time to enjoy the other man's ministrations: The feeling of lips against his skin, the eagerness in his motions, and the warmth of the other man's breath all coming together to tell Linhardt that it's okay to relax. To give in to enjoying himself. He runs a hand along Rei's jaw and then tilts the man's face up to give him a thorough, exploratory kiss, savoring Rei's taste. ]
Mmm...
[ Ah yes. That's right. Magic. ]
Fire - though technically I'm only going to generate heat. I don't want to hurt you.
[ The goal is to please Rei, not immolate him or give him severe burns. ]
So you're going to need to pay close attention since I won't be using much power.
[ Linhardt leans in to kiss Rei again. His hands reach to push Rei's robe off his shoulders, letting his fingers trail over the man's skin. Then he murmurs something against Rei's mouth and the fingers touching Rei are suddenly awash with heat, each one trailing warmth that would not be out of place in a hot stone massage: A controlled and pleasant heat that can seep into Rei's body while Linhardt touches him. ]
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[linhardt wasn't too far off the mark, to be honest. while rei's life before becoming a cryptid living in the forest to run experiments was more similar to linhardt's life growing up, he'd since given up all of that and cut off ties with his bloodline. and he'd only met olivine very recently before coming here, so yeah. no good healers around to sooth his aches other than himself.]
You're a healer, can't you just-
[he's cut off with a kiss, distracted by the touch and warmth on his exposed skin. he absentmindedly just gets rid of his robe altogether, not at all shy about it as he sighs contently into the kiss. the warmth seems to further loosen his back muscles - and honestly anywhere linhardt's hands touch, and rei has never felt more relaxed in his entire life.
but of course, he doesn't forget the point of this - he takes in linhardt's essence, licking it up from inside his mouth, tongue eagerly seeking it, as he compares the signatures with the previous exchanges. his memory is excellent enough, at least for this kind of thing, to memorize and separate the three different signatures, thankfully.
and if he grinds his hips down against linhardt, that's another thing entirely, of course.]
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[ For example, what about Rei (and presumably other people from his world) makes them able to sense magic through eroticism? There are theories about the influence emotions can have on magic - mostly on those who bear Crests - but none of them focus on that emotion. Linhardt nuzzles against Rei's neck, stopping semi-frequently as a thought occurs to him to follow up on, making a mental note before he continues his attentions.
It's easy to make Rei melt into his hands, which is just what Linhardt wants - he wants the other scholar to exist in a haze of relaxed pleasure. He presses his fingers into Rei's skin, giving the man an impromptu massage, coming to knead at his shoulders while continuing to kiss him.]
Couldn't I what?
[Don't withhold from him. It makes him wonder what Rei is wondering about. The question bees are buzzing. Linhardt nips at Rei's nose to convey his not-seriously-irritated-but-still-curious feeling before his lips capture Rei's again. He tastes good. Is it wrong to enjoy it?
The healer groans into Rei's mouth at the delicious friction, heart starting to beat faster as Linhardt's mind and body come to full agreement: Sex good. Yes. Linhardt's hands slide down to grip Rei's hips and encourage the motion, pressing his own groin - and his quickly coming to attention erection - against Rei's. ]
Mmm...do we need to do something in particular or do you only need to orgasm?
no subject
[he's had one too many test subjects who gave him just that kinds of answer, unfortunately...
that massage feels amazing, and he can't help the satisfied sigh that spills from him, leaning more into linhardt's fingertips, adjusting himself so they more precisely reach the places that really need that warm, probing touch.]
As a healer, couldn't you just heal what you burn? [he chases after each kiss, getting more and more riled up, his hunger rising with it.] Come on, I can take it. This is an experiment, after all.
[and rei will do anything for an experiment. short of dying, of course. it may not be very conducive to the current...intimate atmosphere for most people, but rei's used to both sensations during sex. there's something just as rewarding in getting good data, after all.]
Ah- fuck- [he braces against the headboard behind linhardt, chest against chest, grinding hard and more fully against him. he wants- he wants more. he just needs linhardt to specify what he'd like to do before rei can dive in and take what he wants.]
On the contrary, you're the one who needs to, nngh, orgasm. Inside me is best. Oral is fine, but anally will yield me the most, hah, accurate readings of your magical energy.
no subject
[ Rei has a very valid point regarding his suitability as a test subject, so Linhardt nods in ready agreement. That makes sense to him. It is infuriating when he has to walk people through his thought processes for experiments, even though some basic logical thought on the part of others would help them understand. Apparently that is too much to ask for.
Linhardt hums in the back of this throat and uses Rei's subtle motions to direct his efforts towards where they will be the most useful - to find muscle knots and oh so gently tease them apart. His movement is slow, a counterpoint to Rei's frantic excitement. The contrast is deliberate, which is hard to catch except for the smallest smirk on Linhardt's face. He's here to enjoy himself too.]
I know you can take it. I could heal you, but I also wanted to see if small amounts of magic were sufficient for your abilities. I have things I want to know as well.
[ He's not Rei's lab assistant or scribe - he's there to sate his own curiosity. Linhardt grinds his hips against Rei's more, closing his eyes with a sigh as pleasure rolls through him. ]
You should ride me until I come inside of you then. I want to watch you.
no subject
test within a test within a test. lots of testing going on.
and rei is so thrilled. and he's not even scolding rei for his lack of boundaries when it comes to experiments. truly a bond between men of magic and science! he understands! it makes him want this man in ways he didn't go into this wanting.]
I thought you'd never ask.
[he tears open linhardt's pants immediately upon gaining consent with a remarkable speed and efficiency. he doesn't waste a single moment- no, he lines linhardt up with his hole before sinking down in one smooth motion. he groans deeply, head tilting up as he just takes a moment to feel the fullness, the satisfaction of finally having something inside him again. finally having linhardt in particular inside him.
he can already feel the pinpricks of essence and magical energy from just this. greedy for more, he starts to move, hips quick and practiced.]
I was able to read your essence even with you holding back. I could - hah - tell it was much more erratic. With high highs and low lows - nngh. Still controlled, though. It isn't erratic due to lack of mastery. It's simply the nature of elemental magic in general, and perhaps the nature of holding back.
no subject
[ Linhardt's attempt at a pedantic, deadpan retort is completely ruined. Completely and utterly ruined. Because Linhardt is a person in possession of a body and a cock and he barely has time to adjust before Rei has stripped him bare and impaled himself on Linhardt.
Not that Linhardt is in any way objecting. The man moans a low sound from the back of his throat and lets his head fall back against the headboard, eyes shutting and toes curling in complete bliss. Goddess, that feels good. If there is anything that makes Linhardt believe in the Goddess, it is how good the simple things in life can feel.
Simple, but not boring. Rei is warm and tight around Linhardt's cock and the man can't help but thrust his hips upward, attempting to drive himself further inside of the man. More. He needs more.
Linhardt reaches out his hands, seeking more skin to skin contact. More of Rei's delicious moaning. Given how quickly Rei initiated, Linhardt takes a chance and simply wraps a hand around Rei's own cock, stroking it while he stares up at Rei with his pale face flushed, almost too dazed by the sudden rush of pleasure to speak.
Almost. ]
Yes, it's... oh Goddess.. in some ways...harder to do very small magics... oh you're good at this, this feels so good...
[ Rei is being very distracting. ]
Like how it's easier to punch someone than use paintbrushes well.
What...does reading essence...feel like?
no subject
luckily, he's honed the skill of still paying attention even when he's getting his soul fucked out of him. he smirks, showing off a little with a particular roll of his hips. when the best way to gauge magical energy is sex in your world and you're a researcher of said magical energy, you end up getting really fucking good at fucking. his own prowess is usually something he doesn't care much for, it's simply a tool to get whatever he needs, but in this moment, he's happy he can provide linhardt a mind-blowing experience.]
Mm- depends on the person's essence levels. [he tightens around linhardt, enjoying the feeling of a slightly slower drag of his cock inside.] If it's high, like yours, it's - haah - euphoric. Better than an orgasm, it's simply unparalleled. Nngh, those with normal or below average essence, ah, it's akin to a chore, merely fucking them to get what I want then leaving.
[whether for essence, data, or information, it's all the same. and that's most people in klein. but alas, he does what he has to to achieve his goals. at least here in the resort, he's got so many people with high amounts of "essence," not just fellow clan members. he's truly thriving here. and there's so much research to be done. this current research study of his is only the beginning.]
Though - hah! - there is a theory about, hnngh, essence equilibrium. If one side expels m-more essence than the other, then essence will be siphoned from the party with more essence so that balance - fuck - will be reached. [he takes a moment to simply lose himself to fucking himself on linhardt, feeling how deep he reaches, the essence in his cum, all of him.] It could be a factor in essence reg- regulation with those of average levels...
no subject
The moan is delightful. How much better would it sound if Rei were so intoxicated he couldn't hold back? Linhardt's eyes watch the other man's motions hungrily, memorizing what Rei's ecstasy looks like. The hand around Rei's cock speeds up as Linhardt guesses that Rei prefers immediate, overwhelming sensation.
He must admit, there is some merit in this approach - Linhardt feels as though he's on a diving wyvern, holding on for dear life as he feels the wind rush past him and his stomach fall out in joy - all he can do is try to match Rei's motions with his own, to meld them closer together and drive himself as far into Rei as their respective anatomies will allow. His other hand rests on Rei's hip, hand curling. His fingers dig into the skin when Rei tightens around him and Linhardt shudders, moaning loudly at the warmth enveloping his cock. ]
I'm glad...you're enjoying this... I don't want to be...a chore.
[ And it does sound like a chore most of the time from what Rei is saying. That makes Linhardt's heart pang underneath the haze of lust, and the hand that was on Rei's hip comes up to cup his cheek, softly stroking a thumb over his face. ]
What happens when...essence...is not regulated...?
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and, oh, when linhardt starts spearing into him in earnest, fucking his essence into rei's core, rei moans loudly at being filled in every sense of the word, both physically and with essence. he slams himself down just as eagerly, eyes dilating from just how damn good it feels. linhardt's essence seems to curl inside him, filling every crevice before expanding, slotting into his own irregular essence and fortifying it.]
Oh, you have- nothing to worry about- mm-!
[because this is anything but - it's bliss. and it shows plainly in his expression, eyes unfocused as he swims in pleasure, not just from the essence but from a good ol' fashioned dicking, too.]
Ah- unimaginable pain, mostly. [a huffed laugh, despite it not being very funny at all.] In rarer cases, death - but that's, hah, quite the anomaly and requires several other factors in order to get that dire. Essence is - incredibly inefficient at best. It seems most other worlds don't have this sort of need.
You're really good at this, Rei! He can't talk
So faster is best. It's not Linhardt's preference, but Rei is doing most of the work and he finds the man not uninteresting to talk to, so he'll put in some effort. The man doesn't match Rei thrust for thrust, but on occasion he times the rolls of his hips with Rei to bury himself extra deeply inside the other man, causing his head to fall back and his mouth to fall open in a groan of bliss while his lower back arches. ]
I...hope...that's...rare...
How do - oh my oh oh yes yes - keep doing that yes yes you feel good...this feels good...
It's oh my goddess oh I can't oh ... distracting...
oh no, the one time rei doesn't want his partner to be speechless LOL
it's strange, a thought that sticks with him as he rides linhardt to oblivion, as he fucks his own brains out on linhardt's dick.]
Nngh- I feel good, huh? I'll, ah, show you more of where that comes from-
[once more, he tightens around linhardt, maintains it as he leans forward to pull him into another kiss, deep and hungry, as if he isn't well on his way to get another serving of essence. he pulls away just enough to say:] Give me your essence- fuck- I want it all-!
Well then stop being good at sex
[ Linhardt's frantic, breathy sentence is cut off by a sharp gasp when Rei tightens himself around Linhardt's cock again. It's almost as though Rei is trying to draw every bit of Linhardt's attention to the cock between his legs, but then Linhardt finds himself hauled towards Rei. Acquiescing as easily as a ragdoll, Linhardt opens his tongue and allows Rei full access.
He moans into Rei's mouth, jutting his hips up into Rei with more energy than before. Rei wants him. Wants this. The next time Rei tightens around Linhardt, the healer can't hold it in anymore: Those hands clutch tightly at Rei's hips and keep the man impaled on Linhardt while the man empties himself, head lolling back, eyes closed, and mouth open in pure ecstasy]
but then rei can't see lin's cute faces hehe he'll take the speechlessness
Your essence... is spectacular.
[he thinks he's going to enjoy it here if so many people are going to have such amazing essence like linhardt's.
after a moment, he pulls himself off to carefully scooch closer to the nightstand, where he has helpfully moved his vial and incubator setup for ease of collecting samples. he props a leg up on the nightstand and moves a vial between his legs for the sexy, sexy process of extraction. he corks it then sets it in the warming chamber to analyze later. then he takes his notebook and flops in the pillows next to linhardt, writing out the data from linhardt's essence readings. and also the readings from linhardt's earlier experiment, which was actually incredibly helpful for rei's own research as well.]
Lin hearing that like 'just gonna put a bag over my face forever now thx'
[ Linhardt exhales the polite acknowledgement between deep, tired breaths. He enjoys having sex. It is also a strenuous physical activity and Linhardt is prone to exhaustion. So while Rei gets up and starts doing...something, Linhardt takes the opportunity to return to his favorite position: Lying down. He yawns and snuggles into the pillow, completely heedless of the semen spilled across his body. It will be there when he wakes up. Now it's time to sleep.
He barely moves when Rei joins him, seeming for all intents and purposes to be dead to the world, lying there with closed eyes and quiet breaths. At least until he speaks one drowsy sentences, fighting off the Prince of Dreams for one more minute so he can express something truly important:]
Remember to make me a copy.
no!! too pretty to put a bag over it!!!
it's been quite some time since he last had someone he could research with. that guy turned out to be crazy, but linhardt is proving to be otherwise. which is awesome, because sometimes you just want to bounce theories off of someone else who knows what you're talking about.
he writes the last of his notes on their encounter before climbing out of bed with a biiiig stretch. linhardt was his last... "appointment" so to speak for the day, so he doesn't have to kick him out. he'll just let the guy sleep. he at least grabs some tissues off the nightstand to clean linhardt up for him - which, again, is not a usual service rei provides, but... he figured he'd pay him back for the good time and even better conversation.
he brushes back some hair from linhardt's face, presses his lips to his temple.] They'll be ready whenever you wake up.
[and now - he believes he has a copious amount of notes to read thanks to his new acquaintance. he pulls his robe back on and settles down at the table with the notes and plenty of fruit to keep himself fed for the rest of the night. whenever linhardt wakes up, rei will be there, asleep on folded arms, a half-eaten apple and a copy of his transcribed notes next to him.]
Bag. NOW.
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[ Practically, nothing. Linhardt is dead to the world - he makes a small noise and moves underneath Rei's hands when the other graciously cleans Linhardt but he doesn't awake. Instead, he turns over on his side, curling into a fetal position for a moment before throwing one leg to the side, sticking one bare foot out under the sheets to regulate his temperature. He's happy to sleep for hours, and whether Rei is there when Linhardt wakes up is of no concern to him. He's comfortable, warm, and resting. He is, for the moment, happy. ]