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 Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2018 8:44 am
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"Someone important that would become a member of the family." Bisera echoed, giving a slow nod of his head. That sounded like something a bit intimidating really, making him wonder if it was really what he feared it to be. At the same time even if it wasn't that sort of thing it didn't meant that it wasn't going to happen with time. He wasn't so foolish as to think that Xarnith didn't likely have aspirations of a family one day. He'd seen him with Torvarith after all. He would make a good father while Bisera knew it he could never be a mother, nor would be exactly be a good parent given the way that he seemed to vanish into his own world at times.
As he was asked if he was alright he gave a nod of his head and said, "When it comes time I will see you off with a smile, Xarnith... because I know the day will come when you will want to get married and have children." He tabbed at his food again, "So... you can tell me, if the one that he's fetching is a fiancee for you. I wouldn't cause a scene or anything..."
He said all that but it wasn't actually true. He'd smile, he'd wave, but he wouldn't be happy with it. He also felt the overwhelming desire to leave some sort of permanent mark on Xarnith before he could leave. A nice piercing or something to remember Bisera by he thought to himself idly before he got up to his feet, needing to move because his whole body felt restless all of a sudden. He felt as though he'd burst if he tried to sit still any longer. |
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Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2018 9:05 am
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A squeak of surprise escaped from Bisera as he found himself pinned with his back against one of the palms, his dark eyes going wide as he starred up at Xarnith. The man had moved a lot faster then he'd ever seen him move before. It was actually more then a little startling. Starring up at him he remained silent as Xarnith spoke, wondering if he'd read things wrong. It likely wouldn't be the first time but still, surely Xarnith had to know that there were things that Bisera couldn't do? Of course the thing he worried about most... not most, but worried about, was taken care of by him saying that he could always adopt.
An interesting thought, but shouldn't Xarnith want to have children of his own? Those that were of his blood and looked just like him? A thought he did his best to shake off. As Xarnith said he had no desire to lay with anyone else he opened his mouth... then closed it again, not wanting to invoke that one's name because he feared it would somehow summon him forth from the ether.
The warrior's grip on him eased but he didn't move, as though pinned in place by Xarnith's sheer presence at the moment. As the other man demanded of him what he wanted he shook his head, "I... what I want? I just... but I don't..." He trailed off, shaking his head, knowing anything he said could sound selfish and awful. He didn't want to be a jerk about things, he just feared others appearing that could take Xarnith away. Something easily done given that Bisera was no warrior and the one time he'd tried to fight someone he'd gotten himself roughed up. That just went to show that he was a squishy sort at best. He couldn't fight off someone if they decided they wanted to make Xarnith theirs. |
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Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2018 5:01 pm
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There was another squeak from Bisera, this time as he was pulled away from the tree that he was leaning on so that he could instead lean against Xarnith's broad chest. He blinked a couple times then looked up at him, cheeks coloring, a look of confusion on his face, "H-Huh? Why would anyone want to take me?" That wasn't the issue here, it was someone taking Xarnith because he was so amazing! Why would anyone look at Bisera if Xarnith was around after all?
"H-Huh? Wait, where are we going? We need to take the food off the fire... Xarnith?" He seemed pretty determined huh, even putting the beasts on guard duty. It was something that confused him a bit as he didn't quite understandwehre they were heading orwhy. All he knew was that he'd struck some sort of nerve with Xarnith and now he felt bad.
Shaking his head he said, "I-I'm sorry, Xarnith. I didnt mean to upset you... I just... It always feels too good to be true... and as if someone is going to snag you away from me." Someone like Mano, but he didn't say as much... not that he needed to say it out loud. That one seemed like his biggest competition really. |
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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2018 6:32 pm
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"I-It's... not just him, though I... he is the worst... Well, not worst but..." He shook his head, cheeks burning a bit. It wasn't that he was a horrible person, he was just the sort that kind of rubbed Bisera that wrong way. A lot of that being the fact that the man was so annoying confident in all ways. Not to mention that he'd slept with Xarnith before which made him a tad bit jealous... but he hated admitting it.
"Eh? Oh!" He seemed to be thinking on it, wondering instantly what he should make, what it should look like, what it should be made out of, but after a moment shook his head, "Hmm, you know what might look nice?" He slid his hand down along the center line of Xarnith's body, tracing a thoughtful circle around his navel. He liked the idea of putting something where Xarnith had motioned to... but he worried about that. He often had a strap across his chest because of the armor he wore, he'd hate for it to snag and cause his pain.
Flushing a bit he found himself thinking hard on things before he found himself put down on his feet again, finding the two of them in a small, isolated cove. It was something that had him looking from side to side before he said, "Looks really pretty, Xarnith." |
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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2018 7:11 pm
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"I will only make the most beautiful pieces for you, Xarnith. The things that are made with the best designs, the best materials, the best everything!" He didn't want anything but the best for Xarnith because he felt as though the man deserved the best. That might be why he was so uncertain about what he should do when it came to him and what he should do about him.
"Huh?" He came out of his deep thoughts at the mention of asking him something, he nodded his head, pushing aside the overwhelming desire to get to work on designing something and said, "You can ask me anything, Xarnith."
He blinked a couple times at the question, actually looking a little confused. How to answer? Surely he must know that he wanted nothing more then to stay with Xarnith forever but it was Xarnith he worried about, because in his eyes the man could have anyone he wanted... so why pick someone like Bisera? He gave a slow nod of his head before he said, "Only if you're certain that it's me that you want, Xarnith." |
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2018 5:34 pm
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Bisera couldn't help but to flush a bit, leaning into Xarnith, before he murmured, "You're perfect to me, Xarnith... though maybe that is some sort of biased showing through?" He was allowed to be biased if he wanted to, especially when it came to the shield-bearer. Letting his eyes close he murmured, "I... do... ahhh..." He trailed off, his cheeks going a dark color as he struggled to get his heart to stop racing as it was doing all of a sudden.
Cheering himself off mentally he finally continued, "I love you, Xarnith, and I really want to be with you. I just... end up fretting from time to time, something I apologize for..." He shook his head and looked up at Xarnith as the man rested their foreheads together. He flushed a bit more and said, "I... do want to be with you... Xarnith." He was just worried that others wanted the same thing was all and since he was so terrible when it came to people he worried that would end up becoming a factor. |
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2018 6:37 pm
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