[ he's not surprised - not really. Between Elidibus' arrival and a younger version of himself reminding him of everything he can never be again, he can only imagine the doubts and fears swirling through his mind. And he's worried too, of course he is, but he's trying to focus on the love they feel for each other - on acceptance. For who he is now, the man he loves so greatly. ]
Talk to me. What has you so anxious?
[ He keeps his work with their souls, just as slow and steady, but his hands move under his clothes, trying to connect with him in as many ways as he possibly can ]
[Why is Five Hargreeves so good to him. On instinct he does initially pull back not wanting to ruin the dream, the kind dream, Five own mind has gifted.
But it is only for a fraction of a second.]
I can’t remember, not with such clarity, despite my efforts.
[And from their bond he means the memories taken by his other self and Hythlodaeus. How clear they are. The location. The faces of people. The brilliance of the sky. His own memories of those times are muddled are blurred in comparison.
He holds him back arching at the skin to skin contact in combination with the mingling of their souls.]
[ He doesn't need the soul merging to know how painful it must be for him. They've watched memories together countless times - but they are still memories of times so far away, of course details would be lost to time.
He shifts again, moving a little back just so he can take his chin in his hand, keeping his eyes on his, like he can pierce his soul with his gaze alone, without the need to do so through his aether. And for a few moment, he's quiet, just holding his gaze like that. ]
It will come back to you. And I can say it with certainty. Their faces, how beautiful the sky looks at home. Every memory and every feeling you had before you had to say goodbye.
The moment you're back there, it will come back to you. So while it won't soothe the pain now ...
[ he kisses his lips, soft and gentle as he tries to wrap his aether around him entirely, like he can protect him like this ]
[It takes not an insignificant amount of effort not to shrink or avert his gaze. To hide behind a layer of sarcasm and nonchalance. But he doesn’t. He would not insult their bond so.
Was he expecting him to cry? Because he does. Because as usual Five knows the words he needs to hear before he does.
So he buries his face in his neck and holds him tightly hiding in the safe cocoon of his aether.]
[ He'll wrap his arms around him so he can hold him, kissing the top of his head and just making certain to be a physical comfort too. It's always been difficult for him too, to know he'd forgotten things, his siblings faces, certain smells or tastes. Everything that was important to him. And the burden of being the only one who can remember. ]
I'm here with you. As usual. And I'll be there when it all finally comes back to you once more.
[He kisses his shoulder at the declaration. Their promise to each other. But their paths have always been similar for good or for ill. It helps them understand each other.]
... did it for you... when you returned? Could you remember with clarity those childhood memories.
A little too much, given that a lot of those weren't happy. And yet I was glad to remember all the same.
[ he knows the reassurance is exactly what Emet needs, and so he feels like sharing his own experience with him is probably the best thing he can do right now. ]
Something about sights and smells stimulating the brain. Sometimes it's bad, like with my flashbacks, and sometimes it's good. We'll make it a point to go to every place that has ever mattered to you. Trace back all your steps and make sure you get to reminiscence about it all once more.
Neither of us desire to forget even the most painful details.
[He listens to him, wrapped in his arms and his aether, ear pressed up against his heart. He is soothed, comforted, and reassured and the anxiety takes a quieter note.
Hands lift to cup his face as he brings their lips together to kiss him deeply.]
[ He kisses him back, warm and loving and trying to convey all he feels for him through just this one kiss, just as much as he's trying to through his aether and soul. ]
Would you like to stay inside me for a while?
[ A pause as he realizes how he worded it ]
Well, I meant your soul but I'm not opposed to other ways. Though I was thinking I could just ravage my beautiful fiancé when we both wake up in the morning. Before breakfast.
And here I was thinking of being sweet and gentle to suit the mood.
[ but if Emet wants to beg and scream for him, well. How can he possibly say no, when the idea sounds incredibly appealing? He'll kiss his neck again, biting him and starting to drink his blood right as he lets his aether pierce his soul again, roughly, this time, scratching at his core while his hands move beneath his clothes oncemore - touching and exploring, letting himself enjoy the shape of his body ]
[A cry passes his lips as the assault hits him, writhing under him. But this is exactly what he wants. To be overwhelmed. To drown in all that is Five Hargreeves.]
Yes. Yes. Please.
[Knowing how well that worked last time, he'll try his luck again as he scratches his fingers across his back to hold him close. He opens his soul to him iviting and tentative at the same time. He knows how rubbed raw some of his insecurities are and it takes more than a little effort to expose them.]
[ Ah, fuck. he does love that, letting out a pleased noise against his skin as he decides to just take his clothes away right then and there, using dream manipulation to just easily cut and and rip them off of Emet. He moves to kiss him again, too, eager and wanting to taste him more as he settles between his legs, hand tracing down his thigh before he nudges to just let it rest on his shoulders. His other hand never leaves him for a moment either, going to his chest - pinching and pulling at his nipple, trying to tease him like that while he keeps scratching against his soul ]
[That is exceedingly overwhelming as proven by the dark blush expanding to his ears and chest. A huff of a laugh and a cheeky grin finds its way into the kiss as his garments are cut from him. It is incredibly sexy, and he should have asked for it sooner. But that cheeky grin turns into a gasp as he is forced to break the kiss, panting, at the onslaught of fingers and aether and their bodies flush against each other.]
Five!
[His fingers hold onto him tightly. His guardian. His lover. His friend. Usually even in these intimate moments, he tries to hide something back. A worry or a fear tucked away and buried. But not this time. He opens his soul to him with all the blemishes and sharp edges.
There is no fear of rejection. Only anticipation of being consumed and protected by this man he loves so very, very much.]
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[ He keeps his work with their souls, just as slow and steady, but his hands move under his clothes, trying to connect with him in as many ways as he possibly can ]
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But it is only for a fraction of a second.]
I can’t remember, not with such clarity, despite my efforts.
[And from their bond he means the memories taken by his other self and Hythlodaeus. How clear they are. The location. The faces of people. The brilliance of the sky. His own memories of those times are muddled are blurred in comparison.
He holds him back arching at the skin to skin contact in combination with the mingling of their souls.]
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[ He doesn't need the soul merging to know how painful it must be for him. They've watched memories together countless times - but they are still memories of times so far away, of course details would be lost to time.
He shifts again, moving a little back just so he can take his chin in his hand, keeping his eyes on his, like he can pierce his soul with his gaze alone, without the need to do so through his aether. And for a few moment, he's quiet, just holding his gaze like that. ]
It will come back to you. And I can say it with certainty. Their faces, how beautiful the sky looks at home. Every memory and every feeling you had before you had to say goodbye.
The moment you're back there, it will come back to you. So while it won't soothe the pain now ...
[ he kisses his lips, soft and gentle as he tries to wrap his aether around him entirely, like he can protect him like this ]
It's not lost to you. Not forever.
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Was he expecting him to cry? Because he does. Because as usual Five knows the words he needs to hear before he does.
So he buries his face in his neck and holds him tightly hiding in the safe cocoon of his aether.]
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I'm here with you. As usual. And I'll be there when it all finally comes back to you once more.
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... did it for you... when you returned? Could you remember with clarity those childhood memories.
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[ he knows the reassurance is exactly what Emet needs, and so he feels like sharing his own experience with him is probably the best thing he can do right now. ]
Something about sights and smells stimulating the brain. Sometimes it's bad, like with my flashbacks, and sometimes it's good. We'll make it a point to go to every place that has ever mattered to you. Trace back all your steps and make sure you get to reminiscence about it all once more.
Re: Day 433 - ENDWALKER SPOILERS
[He listens to him, wrapped in his arms and his aether, ear pressed up against his heart. He is soothed, comforted, and reassured and the anxiety takes a quieter note.
Hands lift to cup his face as he brings their lips together to kiss him deeply.]
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Would you like to stay inside me for a while?
[ A pause as he realizes how he worded it ]
Well, I meant your soul but I'm not opposed to other ways. Though I was thinking I could just ravage my beautiful fiancé when we both wake up in the morning. Before breakfast.
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[Gripping his shirt by the labels and falling back pulling him with him.]
I would enjoy my ravaging now, warm and deep and engulfed in your hue.
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Right here in my house's garden? How scandalous.
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[He meets his gaze and even though his eyes are still a little red a smile does reach them.]
Make me scream and beg.
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[ but if Emet wants to beg and scream for him, well. How can he possibly say no, when the idea sounds incredibly appealing? He'll kiss his neck again, biting him and starting to drink his blood right as he lets his aether pierce his soul again, roughly, this time, scratching at his core while his hands move beneath his clothes oncemore - touching and exploring, letting himself enjoy the shape of his body ]
Lose yourself in me.
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Yes. Yes. Please.
[Knowing how well that worked last time, he'll try his luck again as he scratches his fingers across his back to hold him close. He opens his soul to him iviting and tentative at the same time. He knows how rubbed raw some of his insecurities are and it takes more than a little effort to expose them.]
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[His fingers hold onto him tightly. His guardian. His lover. His friend. Usually even in these intimate moments, he tries to hide something back. A worry or a fear tucked away and buried. But not this time. He opens his soul to him with all the blemishes and sharp edges.
There is no fear of rejection. Only anticipation of being consumed and protected by this man he loves so very, very much.]