[ It's been a day or so since their work on the pillar in Basileios concluded. In thanks to some very poor decision making, he and Vanitas have been partly bed bound with acute radiation poisoning... Their only saving grace was their advanced recuperative abilities, backed by their spectral souls; what could have been disastrous has only been some aches and grouchy attitudes. (That's putting it lightly, but let's move on.)
Today, however, Vincent seems to be doing much better. Dawn is barely breaking and he's yet to go to sleep, instead freshly showered and seeking to retrieve himself something to drink from the kitchen.
Of course, he notes Noe's presence, as well; likely there in pursuit of sweets. Whatever the case may be, the blond lacks any show of politeness upon sparing the other man a glance. Rather, his mismatched stare is cutting.
After all, Vanitas made no efforts at being secretive with their kiss. He saw.
A moment of consideration passes, and any words that might be offered by Noe are ignored. Instead, Vincent quietly closes the cupboard he was about to reach into, in favor of approaching Noe. If allowed, he will back the other up against the counter, pinned by one arm grasping the quartz top. ]
Good morning. [ And with his free hand, traces his fingertips along the definition of Noe's jaw before grasping it, grip just slightly too firm to be kind. Vincent's face is uncomfortably close, mismatched stare taking the detail of his face, then landing on his lips. ] I want you to come with me. Will you do that?
[He had just been getting something from the kitchen. Hadn't intended on running into Vincent. Initially, it seems, his greetings are ignored, before the blonde approaches. He blinks at how close they are, stepping back against the bench before the other grasps at his jaw. Violet eyes widen and he swallows in confusion, but he nods in agreement.
Probably, Vincent wants to talk more privately? Just in case any of the others come to the kitchen for breakfast, considering the time. Not that he had any intention of causing any issues or getting between Vincent and Vanitas with the kiss, but, well. He can vaguely guess if this might be about that. Vincent had been the reason that he'd been so unsure about really acting on his feelings, let alone sorting through them and actually admitting how he felt about Vanitas. He knew something had happened where Vanitas had been with someone else and it had apparently upset the blonde. Which he doesn't want to do. He just doesn't want Vincent to get upset at Vanitas for it. Doesn't want a repeat of the scissors incident or anything.
He's obedient and compliant as ever. Which is to say he nods, pursing his lips but agreeing to go with him. He doesn't raise a hand to pull Vincent's away or anything, or to push the other to give him some space. Heat rises at his face as he verbally responds, his cheeks and nose brightening pink at their closeness, as his hands reach behind him for the bench.]
[ While he doesn't smile, there's some pleased quality to the way Vincent's eyes meet Noe's again, regarding him from beneath heavily weighed lashes. ]
Good boy.
[ Holding his gaze, he slips his hand into the other man's, deliberately lacing their fingers. Only then does he step back to lead them away from the counter and out of the kitchen.
Wordlessly, he takes them through the halls, landing on the door to his and Vanitas' room. With all the casualty in the world, he simply takes them inside, swinging the door behind them. Leads Noe directly to their bed - where, if fortune should have it, Vanitas already is - and rounds to push the snowy-haired man to land atop it, on his back.
Pushing apart Noe's legs to climb up after him, Vincent takes him by the collar, both to back him up against the pillows and begin unbuttoning his shirt. ]
[He's not so surprised when they approach Vincent's room. He figured the blonde might just want to talk more privately. He's compliant enough, allowing Vincent to lead him there and entwine their fingers as the other takes his hand. Maybe he isn't quite so upset?
He's about to pause as they enter, to talk to Vincent - and Vanitas, it appears. But then Vincent pushes him and he blinks, a small surprised noise escaping as he falls back against the bed. Noe seems more confused than anything else, as Vincent follows him back down onto the bed and pushes apart his legs. He instinctively tries to back up in his confusion, as Vincent reaches to unbutton his shirt.]
Um, wai -- what -- ?
[He's more surprised and confused than anything else, not having necessarily expected this. Maybe he should have. If his face was a little red before when Vincent got in his space, it's basically all but the colour of a tomato at this point, as he swallows and tries to process what was happening.]
If you want me to stop, just say so. [ His elegant and skilled fingers make it down to the last button, and he drapes Noé’s shirt open. ] We won’t do anything that you don’t desire.
[ Glancing to Vanitas now, he’ll quirk a brow, welcoming the younger man’s input - as his palms start above the waist of Noé’s trousers and explores up the length of his bared torso. ]
[But somehow, part of him shouldn't be that surprised. Both Vincent and Vanitas seem far more confident. Knowing what they want and going for it. More experienced with this sort of thing in comparison to him. He doesn't say for Vincent to stop. All the other had done so far was to undo his shirt, yet. He's still rather flustered, but seems to calm a little, slightly, at Vincent's reassurance.]
I figured you just wanted to talk or something. Not, um.....?
[Well. This? He glances between Vincent and Vanitas, unable to help taking a moment to process what was going on. What they were offering.]
[Although certainly more confident than Noé in matters of romance, Vince dragging the vampire into their room one morning seems to come as a shock to Vanitas. For he sits there, blinking at the sight of his lover accosting his friend with a dumbfounded look, eyes wide and jaw slightly slack while Vincent makes short work of Noé's shirt. Color rushes to his cheeks, and he does a rather fine impression of Noé upon looking baffled as he is.]
Uhm... Do I wanna know?
[What this is about? Though he has a faint idea of what might have inspired this... Still, it's better than the time Vincent got violent with Verso? That was nearly a disaster in itself, and led to an whole other ordeal. He just hopes the same thing doesn't happen here.]
[ Well, Vincent isn’t at all surprised at Noé’s confession, but it appears that he could laugh at the all too simple response from his lover. He doesn’t, though. ]
You tell me.
[ Attention turning back to the olive-skinned man beneath him, Vince runs his fingers into the white hair at the nape of his neck, leaning in to close the distance between them.
Stopping short, he dashes the tips of their noses, lips just barely brushing while he speaks. ]
There’s no need to talk, I’ve already made up my mind; you’re getting in the way. [ That hand fists into the other’s hair. ] Though, it isn’t for a lack of trying to mind your own business… and you’re important to Vani… [ Lightly, his tongue moistens his own lips. ] So, we’re going to play, instead.
[ Slowly, he catches Noe’s lip between his teeth to tug. It isn’t so rough that he’ll break the skin. ]
But make no mistake, this is all just a bit of fun between us. [ A brief, but forceful kiss. ] Vanitas is still mine. Understand?
[ And if allowed, he will take the vampire’s lips once more, this time caressing them between his own in something much more demanding with hunger. ]
[Of him and Vanitas? Noé can't think of anything that had happened to cause any interruption there. Well. They had kissed, but that was it. He's specifically been mindful of Vincent's relationship with Vanitas from the start. Even the last time Vanitas had kissed him, he'd been asking about Vincent.
He's about to protest that he hadn't meant to cause any trouble between Vincent and Vanitas when the blonde says about playing? Conveniently, Noé's lips are parted from his having been about to protest or ask what exactly Vincent has in mind, when Vincent's teeth tug at his lower lip. He's compliant enough, allowing the kisses, but he does feel the need to point out:]
Vanitas doesn't belong to anyone. He's not some possession you can claim like that.
[He's....probably not exactly endearing himself, here. But still. Noé may have something of a thing about people having a say in things. Which is understandable, given his own experience with people forcing themselves on him. Vanitas was with Vincent because he chooses to be. Not for Vincent to claim him as some sort of prized possession.]
[The utterance of his lover's name is both warning and pleading, a single word meant to do a lot of heavy lifting. He throws back the sheets on the bed and swings his legs around, moving towards the edge just in case he needs to intervene. By the time his feet hit the floor, Vincent is manhandling Noé, making Vanitas bristle and his fur stand on end, tail whipping behind him with unspoken irritation.
Anytime he'd been trying to get close to Noé, his companion had been careful to inquire about Vincent and whether he was muddying the waters. And every time Vanitas had reassured him it was fine, because he thought it was after his discussion with Vincent. To find that he's still so peeved about their interactions. Now he's fretting, with brows furrowed and clawed hands flexing. He appreciates Noé standing up for him, though it worries him.]
Noé, it's fine. Really. [Padding over to them, he clutches at the back of Vincent's shirt.] Vince, go easy on him, yeah...?
[Despite his normally confident and brazen attitude, right now Vanitas can't help feeling a touch nervous. He never wanted Noé to be caught up in his chaotic love life, but at the same time, he didn't want the vampire to think he didn't have strong feelings for him, too.]
[ If Vincent is irritated by anything, it’s Noé’s tepid response to his advances. Lids low, he shifts back to sit on his haunches, hands rested at the other man’s knees.
That response… It just means that Noé is a better person than he is. In some way, those words even remind him of something his younger brother would say. ]
You don’t know how your companion likes to be entertained, do you?
[ A sigh, as his gaze turns to Vanitas. ]
It is fine. If this no longer serves Vani, he has the option to leave. [ His nails idly trace along the seams of Noe’s pants. ] But I’m not of the mind to punish anyone today, if that’s what you think. Jealous though I may be, your actions the other day were… influenced.
[ A look back to Noé. ] If we’re going to forgo the bedroom talk entirely… I can see that this thing between you is going to continue being a pattern. It is something that you both want. Vanitas and I have agreed to… include others in our bedroom activities. If that might suit you, as well.
[Noé would probably be more responsive if this hadn't caught him quite so off guard. Well, that and if he were more experienced and confident with this sort of thing. He glances between the other two as Vanitas shifts and tells Vincent to go easy on him.]
Entertained? Um, well, that's not...really my business.
[Not really. Since he assumes Vincent means in regards to sleeping together or some such intimacy. He swallows as he listens to the two of them, gaze shifting between the other two even as he still feels rather warm in the face.]
The other day -- oh. [The kiss. Yup. Vincent must have seen. Or Vanitas had told him. Either way. At least it seems that he isn't punishing Vanitas for it or something. He's still not quite sure what to make of all this, when Vincent says about including others.]
Include me? You want me?
[He has no idea what to expect with this. Well, beyond knowing some bare basics that might not necessarily apply here so much. But kissing is as far as he has ever taken anything yet. This doesn't seem to be something that had been discussed beforehand. At least, in regards to Noé specifically, judging by Vanitas's confusion at the moment.]
[Feeling his own cheeks heating up at Vincent's words to Noé, Vanitas too continues to feel slightly frustrated as well thanks to his companion's hesitation to get involved. This is what he meant when talking to Verso about struggling to get Noé's attention in a romantic sense.]
We're trying to make it your business, idiot.
[It's said with a heavy sigh. How much more direct can they get? He doesn't want to accost the fool without his permission, but damn if it seems like anything else would get through to him.]
Vince... Go easy on him, yeah? [So he says, though at the same time, he moves to sandwich Noé between him and Vincent, wrapping his arms around the vampire's waist as he nuzzles against Noé's back affectionately. In response to those questions, he chuckles, claws raking over the bare chest of his companion.] Isn't that much obvious?
[Although he wasn't expecting this opportunity to happen so soon, he'll certainly take it. He wants Noé badly, just as much as he longs for any of his lovers. He craves that touch, to kiss him, to hear what sounds he might make when being pleasured.]
[ Well… Noe’s slow to the uptake as ever, but at least they’re all referencing the same book now. That much has eased tensions, so it’s time to advance the man a few chapters so they land on the same page.
Grasping his new playmate’s hips to slide him forward, it will assist Vanitas in wriggling his way behind Noé… but, of course, it brings them that much closer, the other man’s ass atop his thighs. ]
Mm, you know that I find it difficult to deny you, kitten. I suppose that I could play nice… [ Leaning in, he’ll steal a kiss from Vanitas - and then, with a can’t of his head, Vincent’s lips ghost over Noe’s ear. ] Is that what would please you, dear companion? Do you desire to be handled gently?
[ As the blond carefully traces the ends of his forked tongue along the shell of Noé’s ear, his hands also squeeze the vampire’s hips, thumbs brushing along the dips of his hips. ]
[Noé repeats, as if still kind of processing this. To be fair, while Vanitas had mentioned something of there being some sort of agreement with Vincent, Noé hadn't really considered that extending to himself being a part of that. Of....whatever it was between them and Aether and....well, whoever else was included in that.
It's rather difficult to really process it all and pay attention to what they say, as the two of them get so close. As he instinctively moves at Vincent's insistent hands at his hips to make more room for Vanitas. Not that he isn't used to being close, but that's usually something he only does with Dominique, when feeding from each other.]
Um....gently? I don't know?
[It isn't like he has any experience with this. Not first hand, anyway. But he does shiver slightly at the tongue at his ear, even if he does instinctively cant his head to the side to allow access. He has no idea how this would really work. How great an introduction this might be. He swallows as Vanitas claws at his chest and Vincent's hands squeeze at his hips, very aware of how red he already is. How flustered.]
Now you've got it. We're including you in our fun.
[He doesn't blame Noé for being a bit overwhelmed and uncertain; his love life is complex and convoluted, and trying to figure out where everyone fits in is a task even Vanitas himself hasn't quite mastered. He just goes with the flow and wings it almost all of the time. That's why he's gotten into so much trouble: following his whims wherever they take him.
But for now, he settles for trying to entice their new playmate into cooperating by wrapping a clawed hand lightly around Noé's throat, teasing him with the sharp implements so they tickle his skin while his other hand roams over his stomach, touch gentle but insistent. Though he eventually sighs, shaking his head before accepting Vincent's kiss.]
Forget it, Vince. You're never gonna get a straight answer out of him. Just don't get too rough.
[Because he doesn't want Noé hurting in a bad sort of way. Some love bites are fine, but he figures the vampire wouldn't care for being treated like Vanitas himself does, being manhandled in a pleasurably painful sort of way.]
Right. [ Vincent's chest silently rises and falls, lashes fluttering with thinned patience while eyes might meet Vanitas' gaze to question their choices. ] Seems we have an experimental learner on our hands. We'll stick to physical stimulation.
[ It's fine!! With a gentle huff, his lips drags just under the peak of Noe's jaw. The next kiss he steals is upon Vanitas' hand, teeth teasing between his thumb and forefinger - and another love bite taken at the bottom of his wrist.
Back to Noe, then, as his mouth explores along his collar and across the definition of its muscle... down the contour of his chest, so that he might take one of its sensitive little nibs between his lips and ever so carefully roll between his tongue and teeth.
As he works down the length of the other man's stomach, monstrous tongue tantalizing the faint definition of his abs, his hands work at shifting Noe's bottoms down to expose him. ]
[He swallows, quiet as Vanitas's hand goes to his throat. None of this has yet made him too uncomfortable that he's actually protested or anything. Tried to move to stop them. He's as obedient as ever, remaining still as Vanitas's claws drag at his skin of his stomach and neck. As Vincent says about him being an experimental learner, he nods.]
Um, I guess? I haven't....Vanitas and I have kissed, but...
[Anything beyond that? Not something he has experience with. Let alone with two people involved. But there's a first time for everything, right? And if both of them have more experience, then it's probably fine. Even with the other's hand at his throat, he trusts Vanitas. Whatever he might have been about to say, if anything more, trails off as Vincent's attentions lower to his chest and he bites his lower lip. It's instinct, more than anything else, that has him shifting to help raise his hips for Vincent to remove his clothes.]
[To Vincent's gaze, he merely offers an apologetic shrug that seems to indicate there's nothing to do but to simply go for it where Noé is concerned. Snuggling up against his companion's back, he kisses along a shoulder blade, claws moving down to tickle over Noé's collarbone.]
...but we haven't done anything else. He's a nice, pristine canvas.
[He snickers softly at Vincent's attention to his hand and wrist, reaching out to brush those claws over his cheek as well. Not enough to scratch, but to provide just enough pressure to be felt. Behind him, he tail eagerly thumps, belying his seemingly calm manner. Not caring for the way he's stuck staring at Noé's back, Vanitas swings his legs around so he can kneel behind the vampire, propping himself up enough that he might get in at the back of his neck with his teeth, nipping at his nape with those sharp canines of his.
From there he can watch as Vincent begins disrobing their partner, a grin breaking out against Noé's dark skin. All the while his hands trace vague patterns over his front, all to work him up.]
[ That Vanitas should think to specify for his sake earns an amused sniff, but he's appreciative. As it stands, he'll only hum with intrigue, as his mouth works lower down Noé's abdomen.
Vincent only pauses in favor of unthreading tanned legs free of their confines, so he may toss the article of clothing aside at the floor. His palms trail up along his bare inner thighs, while taking in the sight of the man, fully exposed to them now. ]
All you need to do, Noé, is tell us if you want to stop. [ The blond utters, while lowering himself down onto his stomach, an arm hooking beneath the other's thigh. He'll look to Vanitas, too, to ensure that his lover is content enough with this current setup - and should the reception be favorable, he will carefully begin placing mouthy kisses down Noé's length. ]
[Noé sighs as Vanitas kisses along his shoulder blade, oblivious to the knowing, apologetic looks they were sharing about him. Part of him had always been attracted to Vanitas, so maybe in some ways something like this was inevitable. It's just that now they are here that Vincent is included. Because Vincent is like a part of a package deal with Vanitas now. It seems both of them are, given this current situation.
He gasps at Vanitas's canines at his neck. It almost seems far too unfair. That Vanitas could do this. And yet he wasn't allowed the same. But he understands why. He respects Vanitas's boundaries. He wouldn't ever risk that. He doesn't want a repeat of what happened at the amusement park. Doesn't want to risk Vanitas getting bitten. Why he had been so careful when they had kissed.]
A-ah....okay.
[He agrees, which is all he manages to get out before he bites his lip at the blonde kissing his length. It's easy enough to shift to hook an arm under his thigh, obedient and compliant as he is, shifting instinctively for Vincent. He isn't sure on what he should do in return, what he might do to help them during this. But maybe neither of them are expecting much yet.]
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Date: 2026-01-06 06:39 pm (UTC)Today, however, Vincent seems to be doing much better. Dawn is barely breaking and he's yet to go to sleep, instead freshly showered and seeking to retrieve himself something to drink from the kitchen.
Of course, he notes Noe's presence, as well; likely there in pursuit of sweets. Whatever the case may be, the blond lacks any show of politeness upon sparing the other man a glance. Rather, his mismatched stare is cutting.
After all, Vanitas made no efforts at being secretive with their kiss. He saw.
A moment of consideration passes, and any words that might be offered by Noe are ignored. Instead, Vincent quietly closes the cupboard he was about to reach into, in favor of approaching Noe. If allowed, he will back the other up against the counter, pinned by one arm grasping the quartz top. ]
Good morning. [ And with his free hand, traces his fingertips along the definition of Noe's jaw before grasping it, grip just slightly too firm to be kind. Vincent's face is uncomfortably close, mismatched stare taking the detail of his face, then landing on his lips. ] I want you to come with me. Will you do that?
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Date: 2026-01-06 06:55 pm (UTC)[He had just been getting something from the kitchen. Hadn't intended on running into Vincent. Initially, it seems, his greetings are ignored, before the blonde approaches. He blinks at how close they are, stepping back against the bench before the other grasps at his jaw. Violet eyes widen and he swallows in confusion, but he nods in agreement.
Probably, Vincent wants to talk more privately? Just in case any of the others come to the kitchen for breakfast, considering the time. Not that he had any intention of causing any issues or getting between Vincent and Vanitas with the kiss, but, well. He can vaguely guess if this might be about that. Vincent had been the reason that he'd been so unsure about really acting on his feelings, let alone sorting through them and actually admitting how he felt about Vanitas. He knew something had happened where Vanitas had been with someone else and it had apparently upset the blonde. Which he doesn't want to do. He just doesn't want Vincent to get upset at Vanitas for it. Doesn't want a repeat of the scissors incident or anything.
He's obedient and compliant as ever. Which is to say he nods, pursing his lips but agreeing to go with him. He doesn't raise a hand to pull Vincent's away or anything, or to push the other to give him some space. Heat rises at his face as he verbally responds, his cheeks and nose brightening pink at their closeness, as his hands reach behind him for the bench.]
Okay?
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Date: 2026-01-06 07:17 pm (UTC)Good boy.
[ Holding his gaze, he slips his hand into the other man's, deliberately lacing their fingers. Only then does he step back to lead them away from the counter and out of the kitchen.
Wordlessly, he takes them through the halls, landing on the door to his and Vanitas' room. With all the casualty in the world, he simply takes them inside, swinging the door behind them. Leads Noe directly to their bed - where, if fortune should have it, Vanitas already is - and rounds to push the snowy-haired man to land atop it, on his back.
Pushing apart Noe's legs to climb up after him, Vincent takes him by the collar, both to back him up against the pillows and begin unbuttoning his shirt. ]
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Date: 2026-01-06 07:31 pm (UTC)He's about to pause as they enter, to talk to Vincent - and Vanitas, it appears. But then Vincent pushes him and he blinks, a small surprised noise escaping as he falls back against the bed. Noe seems more confused than anything else, as Vincent follows him back down onto the bed and pushes apart his legs. He instinctively tries to back up in his confusion, as Vincent reaches to unbutton his shirt.]
Um, wai -- what -- ?
[He's more surprised and confused than anything else, not having necessarily expected this. Maybe he should have. If his face was a little red before when Vincent got in his space, it's basically all but the colour of a tomato at this point, as he swallows and tries to process what was happening.]
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Date: 2026-01-06 07:42 pm (UTC)[ Glancing to Vanitas now, he’ll quirk a brow, welcoming the younger man’s input - as his palms start above the waist of Noé’s trousers and explores up the length of his bared torso. ]
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Date: 2026-01-06 07:52 pm (UTC)[But somehow, part of him shouldn't be that surprised. Both Vincent and Vanitas seem far more confident. Knowing what they want and going for it. More experienced with this sort of thing in comparison to him. He doesn't say for Vincent to stop. All the other had done so far was to undo his shirt, yet. He's still rather flustered, but seems to calm a little, slightly, at Vincent's reassurance.]
I figured you just wanted to talk or something. Not, um.....?
[Well. This? He glances between Vincent and Vanitas, unable to help taking a moment to process what was going on. What they were offering.]
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Date: 2026-01-06 10:37 pm (UTC)Uhm... Do I wanna know?
[What this is about? Though he has a faint idea of what might have inspired this... Still, it's better than the time Vincent got violent with Verso? That was nearly a disaster in itself, and led to an whole other ordeal. He just hopes the same thing doesn't happen here.]
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Date: 2026-01-07 01:20 am (UTC)You tell me.
[ Attention turning back to the olive-skinned man beneath him, Vince runs his fingers into the white hair at the nape of his neck, leaning in to close the distance between them.
Stopping short, he dashes the tips of their noses, lips just barely brushing while he speaks. ]
There’s no need to talk, I’ve already made up my mind; you’re getting in the way. [ That hand fists into the other’s hair. ] Though, it isn’t for a lack of trying to mind your own business… and you’re important to Vani… [ Lightly, his tongue moistens his own lips. ] So, we’re going to play, instead.
[ Slowly, he catches Noe’s lip between his teeth to tug. It isn’t so rough that he’ll break the skin. ]
But make no mistake, this is all just a bit of fun between us. [ A brief, but forceful kiss. ] Vanitas is still mine. Understand?
[ And if allowed, he will take the vampire’s lips once more, this time caressing them between his own in something much more demanding with hunger. ]
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Date: 2026-01-07 01:39 am (UTC)[Of him and Vanitas? Noé can't think of anything that had happened to cause any interruption there. Well. They had kissed, but that was it. He's specifically been mindful of Vincent's relationship with Vanitas from the start. Even the last time Vanitas had kissed him, he'd been asking about Vincent.
He's about to protest that he hadn't meant to cause any trouble between Vincent and Vanitas when the blonde says about playing? Conveniently, Noé's lips are parted from his having been about to protest or ask what exactly Vincent has in mind, when Vincent's teeth tug at his lower lip. He's compliant enough, allowing the kisses, but he does feel the need to point out:]
Vanitas doesn't belong to anyone. He's not some possession you can claim like that.
[He's....probably not exactly endearing himself, here. But still. Noé may have something of a thing about people having a say in things. Which is understandable, given his own experience with people forcing themselves on him. Vanitas was with Vincent because he chooses to be. Not for Vincent to claim him as some sort of prized possession.]
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Date: 2026-01-07 02:09 am (UTC)[The utterance of his lover's name is both warning and pleading, a single word meant to do a lot of heavy lifting. He throws back the sheets on the bed and swings his legs around, moving towards the edge just in case he needs to intervene. By the time his feet hit the floor, Vincent is manhandling Noé, making Vanitas bristle and his fur stand on end, tail whipping behind him with unspoken irritation.
Anytime he'd been trying to get close to Noé, his companion had been careful to inquire about Vincent and whether he was muddying the waters. And every time Vanitas had reassured him it was fine, because he thought it was after his discussion with Vincent. To find that he's still so peeved about their interactions. Now he's fretting, with brows furrowed and clawed hands flexing. He appreciates Noé standing up for him, though it worries him.]
Noé, it's fine. Really. [Padding over to them, he clutches at the back of Vincent's shirt.] Vince, go easy on him, yeah...?
[Despite his normally confident and brazen attitude, right now Vanitas can't help feeling a touch nervous. He never wanted Noé to be caught up in his chaotic love life, but at the same time, he didn't want the vampire to think he didn't have strong feelings for him, too.]
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Date: 2026-01-07 02:59 am (UTC)That response… It just means that Noé is a better person than he is. In some way, those words even remind him of something his younger brother would say. ]
You don’t know how your companion likes to be entertained, do you?
[ A sigh, as his gaze turns to Vanitas. ]
It is fine. If this no longer serves Vani, he has the option to leave. [ His nails idly trace along the seams of Noe’s pants. ] But I’m not of the mind to punish anyone today, if that’s what you think. Jealous though I may be, your actions the other day were… influenced.
[ A look back to Noé. ]
If we’re going to forgo the bedroom talk entirely… I can see that this thing between you is going to continue being a pattern. It is something that you both want. Vanitas and I have agreed to… include others in our bedroom activities. If that might suit you, as well.
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Date: 2026-01-07 03:30 am (UTC)Entertained? Um, well, that's not...really my business.
[Not really. Since he assumes Vincent means in regards to sleeping together or some such intimacy. He swallows as he listens to the two of them, gaze shifting between the other two even as he still feels rather warm in the face.]
The other day -- oh. [The kiss. Yup. Vincent must have seen. Or Vanitas had told him. Either way. At least it seems that he isn't punishing Vanitas for it or something. He's still not quite sure what to make of all this, when Vincent says about including others.]
Include me? You want me?
[He has no idea what to expect with this. Well, beyond knowing some bare basics that might not necessarily apply here so much. But kissing is as far as he has ever taken anything yet. This doesn't seem to be something that had been discussed beforehand. At least, in regards to Noé specifically, judging by Vanitas's confusion at the moment.]
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Date: 2026-01-07 05:56 am (UTC)We're trying to make it your business, idiot.
[It's said with a heavy sigh. How much more direct can they get? He doesn't want to accost the fool without his permission, but damn if it seems like anything else would get through to him.]
Vince... Go easy on him, yeah? [So he says, though at the same time, he moves to sandwich Noé between him and Vincent, wrapping his arms around the vampire's waist as he nuzzles against Noé's back affectionately. In response to those questions, he chuckles, claws raking over the bare chest of his companion.] Isn't that much obvious?
[Although he wasn't expecting this opportunity to happen so soon, he'll certainly take it. He wants Noé badly, just as much as he longs for any of his lovers. He craves that touch, to kiss him, to hear what sounds he might make when being pleasured.]
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Date: 2026-01-07 06:41 am (UTC)Grasping his new playmate’s hips to slide him forward, it will assist Vanitas in wriggling his way behind Noé… but, of course, it brings them that much closer, the other man’s ass atop his thighs. ]
Mm, you know that I find it difficult to deny you, kitten. I suppose that I could play nice… [ Leaning in, he’ll steal a kiss from Vanitas - and then, with a can’t of his head, Vincent’s lips ghost over Noe’s ear. ] Is that what would please you, dear companion? Do you desire to be handled gently?
[ As the blond carefully traces the ends of his forked tongue along the shell of Noé’s ear, his hands also squeeze the vampire’s hips, thumbs brushing along the dips of his hips. ]
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Date: 2026-01-07 06:57 am (UTC)[Noé repeats, as if still kind of processing this. To be fair, while Vanitas had mentioned something of there being some sort of agreement with Vincent, Noé hadn't really considered that extending to himself being a part of that. Of....whatever it was between them and Aether and....well, whoever else was included in that.
It's rather difficult to really process it all and pay attention to what they say, as the two of them get so close. As he instinctively moves at Vincent's insistent hands at his hips to make more room for Vanitas. Not that he isn't used to being close, but that's usually something he only does with Dominique, when feeding from each other.]
Um....gently? I don't know?
[It isn't like he has any experience with this. Not first hand, anyway. But he does shiver slightly at the tongue at his ear, even if he does instinctively cant his head to the side to allow access. He has no idea how this would really work. How great an introduction this might be. He swallows as Vanitas claws at his chest and Vincent's hands squeeze at his hips, very aware of how red he already is. How flustered.]
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Date: 2026-01-07 09:43 am (UTC)[He doesn't blame Noé for being a bit overwhelmed and uncertain; his love life is complex and convoluted, and trying to figure out where everyone fits in is a task even Vanitas himself hasn't quite mastered. He just goes with the flow and wings it almost all of the time. That's why he's gotten into so much trouble: following his whims wherever they take him.
But for now, he settles for trying to entice their new playmate into cooperating by wrapping a clawed hand lightly around Noé's throat, teasing him with the sharp implements so they tickle his skin while his other hand roams over his stomach, touch gentle but insistent. Though he eventually sighs, shaking his head before accepting Vincent's kiss.]
Forget it, Vince. You're never gonna get a straight answer out of him. Just don't get too rough.
[Because he doesn't want Noé hurting in a bad sort of way. Some love bites are fine, but he figures the vampire wouldn't care for being treated like Vanitas himself does, being manhandled in a pleasurably painful sort of way.]
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Date: 2026-01-07 07:38 pm (UTC)[ It's fine!! With a gentle huff, his lips drags just under the peak of Noe's jaw. The next kiss he steals is upon Vanitas' hand, teeth teasing between his thumb and forefinger - and another love bite taken at the bottom of his wrist.
Back to Noe, then, as his mouth explores along his collar and across the definition of its muscle... down the contour of his chest, so that he might take one of its sensitive little nibs between his lips and ever so carefully roll between his tongue and teeth.
As he works down the length of the other man's stomach, monstrous tongue tantalizing the faint definition of his abs, his hands work at shifting Noe's bottoms down to expose him. ]
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Date: 2026-01-07 08:04 pm (UTC)Um, I guess? I haven't....Vanitas and I have kissed, but...
[Anything beyond that? Not something he has experience with. Let alone with two people involved. But there's a first time for everything, right? And if both of them have more experience, then it's probably fine. Even with the other's hand at his throat, he trusts Vanitas. Whatever he might have been about to say, if anything more, trails off as Vincent's attentions lower to his chest and he bites his lower lip. It's instinct, more than anything else, that has him shifting to help raise his hips for Vincent to remove his clothes.]
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Date: 2026-01-10 09:12 pm (UTC)...but we haven't done anything else. He's a nice, pristine canvas.
[He snickers softly at Vincent's attention to his hand and wrist, reaching out to brush those claws over his cheek as well. Not enough to scratch, but to provide just enough pressure to be felt. Behind him, he tail eagerly thumps, belying his seemingly calm manner. Not caring for the way he's stuck staring at Noé's back, Vanitas swings his legs around so he can kneel behind the vampire, propping himself up enough that he might get in at the back of his neck with his teeth, nipping at his nape with those sharp canines of his.
From there he can watch as Vincent begins disrobing their partner, a grin breaking out against Noé's dark skin. All the while his hands trace vague patterns over his front, all to work him up.]
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Date: 2026-01-17 08:01 am (UTC)Vincent only pauses in favor of unthreading tanned legs free of their confines, so he may toss the article of clothing aside at the floor. His palms trail up along his bare inner thighs, while taking in the sight of the man, fully exposed to them now. ]
All you need to do, Noé, is tell us if you want to stop. [ The blond utters, while lowering himself down onto his stomach, an arm hooking beneath the other's thigh. He'll look to Vanitas, too, to ensure that his lover is content enough with this current setup - and should the reception be favorable, he will carefully begin placing mouthy kisses down Noé's length. ]
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Date: 2026-01-17 09:07 am (UTC)He gasps at Vanitas's canines at his neck. It almost seems far too unfair. That Vanitas could do this. And yet he wasn't allowed the same. But he understands why. He respects Vanitas's boundaries. He wouldn't ever risk that. He doesn't want a repeat of what happened at the amusement park. Doesn't want to risk Vanitas getting bitten. Why he had been so careful when they had kissed.]
A-ah....okay.
[He agrees, which is all he manages to get out before he bites his lip at the blonde kissing his length. It's easy enough to shift to hook an arm under his thigh, obedient and compliant as he is, shifting instinctively for Vincent. He isn't sure on what he should do in return, what he might do to help them during this. But maybe neither of them are expecting much yet.]
Wh - what about you? What should I...?