chrysanths | yves / turboheaven pc

But I made it home already... So no problem...

[ my home is with you so it's not like he has to be dragged anywhere!!

he will just hand the wholeass open bottle of wine to adolphe so he can start with it since even drunk yves knows he will probably spill when it's full.... ]

[ Oh... his heart warms at that, but he can't tell if it's because of feelings or alcohol. So he just drinks the full bottle of wine. There. It's a quarter gone.

He still can't tell. ]

Here.

[ hehehe.... yves will take the bottle and be careful as he drinks...

he is not drinking nearly so much because he is so sloshed already and handing it back to adolphe

but also trying to kiss him again at the same time ]

Truth or Truth, Adolphe.

[ He returns the kisses after trying to help Yves get his marks correctly. He's exasperated at the choices given, but he'll answer them against Yves's mouth in between kisses. ]

Truth.

Edited 2025-04-04 08:46 (UTC)

[ oh he is distracted for a second because he is getting kisses back, and that's more pressing ]

Favorite place for me to kiss you?

[ that's not what the original question was at all ]

Wherever it's not too public.

[ I really liked kissing him on the bed in the hotel room...

Anyway, the kisses continue. ]

[ oh everyday yves flirts with adolphe and everyday the point is ever so slightly missed because he just holds back a laugh and smiles against adolphe's mouth ]

Not what I meant... but good to know.

[ but he'll press another kiss to adolphe's lips and then illustrate the point he meant to make because

once again he will tease and lovingly torture by pressing his lips against his jawline and then down his neck....

tipsy affectionate thought: I still want to kiss you everywhere ]

[ Well.

The point is definitely getting across now, and Adolphe shakily breathes out when he feels the kisses down his neck. ]

Yves... just how much...

Hm?

[ finish your sentence

is what he thinks but he is not helping because he's decided in all his tipsy wisdom that it's a good idea to nip a mark at the base of adolphe's neck even though they no longer have speedy healing. it can be covered by his collar it's fine....... ]

[ He grumbles a little with the mark made on his neck. ]

... Just how much did you want to kiss me everywhere? And what's... everywhere.

[ He's so inebriated right now. ]

[ adolphe you are sooooo cute yves just laughs as he shifts, moving to straddle adolphe’s lap. he reaches for the wine even so,, ]

Very much. I love you. I love you the most of everyone so I want to kiss you the most.

[ so he wants to show his affection in all the ways and he sips some more wine even as his fingers trail down the bare skin of adolphe’s chest, catch against the bottom of the deep v, and then wander further down still against his abdomen

without shame: ]

Maybe this is the start of everywhere.

[ but it is not quite everywhere ]

[ His drunk brain doesn't help. This is the first time when he's being touched like this, so he tenses up when he feels Yves's fingers on his bare skin. ]

If you really want to, I won't stop you. But it just makes me want to kiss you even more... touch you too.

[ His hand goes over to Yves's side and his brain to mouth filter is partially gone. Adolphe doesn't want to sit there and do nothing while accepting the affectionate gestures like a pillow princess, so he leans in to kiss Yves on the mouth, lightly nipping at his lips from the get-go. ]

[ oh.

well! that's fine then. he is surprised by hardly unwilling—quite the opposite. the nip at his lips prompts them to part automatically with a soft noise, welcoming any attention he might get from adolphe. he puts the wine off to the side and hopes it won't get knocked over because corking it sounds like something he doesn't want to take the time to do right now.

instead one arm clutches around adolphe to keep him close, fingers curling into the fabric of the back of his shirt—and his other hand happily takes the invitation and tugs at the front of adolphe's clothes so he can more easily access the skin beneath.

his mouth is occupied with this kiss but thoughtshare at least makes his answer evidence: want you to touch me. want all of your love, every way ]

Edited 2025-04-05 07:06 (UTC)

[ He goes in for a rough kiss immediately once Yves parts his lips—tongue meeting tongue and pressing their lips together like he's a dehydrated man seeing an oasis for the first time. In fact, he gets a little carried away that it ends up pushing Yves onto his back on top of all those sleeping bags. He breaks the kiss, takes his time to hover over Yves with his hands holding him up, on each side of Yves's head, and resumes kissing. The hand at Yves's side slowly slides down to his hips and stays there with a light grip. ]

[ not the roughness

to say yves enjoys it is something of an understatement—it surprises him, but he's more than willing. even when adolphe pulls back, yves only looks at him with an expression made of both adoration and want. when the kisses resume, he matches adolphe for all his fervor, only emboldened by the grip. he pulls adolphe down closer to him, even as his hand slips beneath adolphe's shirt so his fingers can splay and trace the lines of muscle beneath. he's probably seen adolphe shirtless before if only to change into corps uniforms and yet he's never been quite so interested in knowing every inch of him. ]

[ Sometimes the way you want to express your love only comes in one form...

There's a small noise from the back of his throat when he feels Yves's hand under his shirt because he's not used to it, but perhaps he'll get used to it in time. Adolphe continues his kisses, pauses them to give small pecks all over his face and ending it on the mask. ]

Despite everything, I'll remember this. It's your turn to tell the truth now.

[ No dare? It's fine. Adolphe leaves a small trail of kisses to Yves's ear and bites on the earlobe, sucking on it after a while. He quietly breathes out into his ear too. ]

... Does this feel good?

[ truth or truth is coming back to bite him...

but yves is always honest and sincere. he's also always greedy for attention, and he has no qualms with the form of that attention coming a little more sharply. the bite to his ear prompts another sound to escape him, both surprised and wanting, and even he's somewhat embarrassed to not have adolphe's mouth covering his own. it sounds a little...

well, even then, he shudders against the question even as his hand starts to undo the buttons of adolphe's top even after yves went through the trouble of picking it out ]

Yes. [ too honest!! too easily!! a small huff ] Everything you do does.

Really?

[ He bites the outer shell of his ear. ]

Everything?

[ Then he bites down harder as his hand digs under Yves's back to stroke his spine. ]

Ah—

[ it really is the combination of things to make yves whine embarrassingly loud and arch his back at the same time ]

Adolphe…!

[ he meant to complain except even that manages to sound breathless, and he’s turning his head enough for him to roughly catch adolphe’s mouth instead ]

[ He initiates a kiss once their mouths meet, nipping and biting at the lips and tongue as soon as he nabs them. He thinks that if there are more sensations, it would feel much better for Yves. It's just a matter of how to go about it, but he's never done this before. All is by instinct, and they tell him to be a little rough.

The other hand cards through Yves's hair—undoing the style that was done for the party, and to unfurl it all over the sleeping bags. The hair falls between his fingers. The nipping continues and Adolphe kisses like he's the hungriest man alive. ]

[ watches people explode in fruit and chickens on endgame

it's a dizzying amount of affection, even if it comes with a bit of teeth, and yet he loves every moment of it. the ribbon given to yves by another man falls to the wayside and all his long, long hair spills out against the sleeping bags as he thinks of nothing but adolphe, adolphe, adolphe.

it takes longer than it needs to for him to undo the buttons of adolphe's shirt, as heavily distracted as he is—but once he does it's truly the unexplored territory of being able to trace out the lines of adolphe's body with his fingertips. all he wants is to touch and kiss and know every last bit of his lover, and he takes his time doing that even if he's not strong enough to pull away from kisses ]

[ no fruits and chickens here

The kisses continue and a small sound comes from the back of Adolphe's throat while being touched like this. It's a new sensation, something that he didn't think someone else would be touching, even like this of all things.

But still, he tries not to get distracted by the warmth of Yves's hand with the warmth that spreads throughout his entire body due to the alcohol. The way Yves arched just before was really something that Adolphe didn't think he needed to see, but he got to. Bless. He's been thankful for the smallest things lately, but they build up. ]

Yves...

[ He whispers his name against the mouth for a brief second before he goes back to kissing him. ]

[ even the fruit and chickens feel like so long ago

he loves every way that adolphe says his name, but it really does feel so special when they're intimate like this. in a tone and softness that no one else will ever get to hear—something just for him, he hopes. he sighs in contentment from it, even as he continues to meet adolphe for kiss after kiss.

his hands hook around adolphe's back, fingertips coming to rest at his shoulderblades and encouraging him down and closer until there's no space between them. like yves wants to chase after any contact and warmth he can get.

he manages a brief murmur of his own as he finally makes good on his earlier promise, only departing from adolphe's lips to kiss his way down his jaw, neck, down to his collarbones— ] Love you. [ kiss ] Want you. [ another kiss ] Need you—always.

[ This position is proving to be difficult, but the kisses feel nice as they always have. That's why it's with some hesitance that Adolphe lifts himself up just a bit despite Yves's pull to hovering levels again. His hand that was at Yves's hip slides down to his thigh and then under to fold his leg and pushes it up. ]

I need you.

[ He says breathlessly as he leans in to nip the side of his neck. ]

I want you... so much.

yves / turboheaven pc

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