Re: Luna Online: Warriors at Heart

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Azlada was surprised that Arxingall didn't say anything about him calling him 'Arx', but he didn't bring that up. "Only decent?" he asked, pouting slightly. He thought it was an awesome blade, even if he wasn't meaning that in the dirty way. He dropped the pout and gave a slightly suggestive smirk. "You wanna touch it?" he asked, his voice dropping, looking up at the other elf through his eyelashes. He had no idea what was causing him to do this, but he was enjoying it, and secretly hoped he would at least get something out of this.

[Nyako-Chan]

Something in the back of the purple haired elf's throat made a quiet 'erk' sound, drinking in the way Azlada was talking to him, the way he was looking at him. Why was there a sudden change in their feuding relationship? Now it had turned into some sort of flirtatious tease. At least, that's what Arxingall had taken it as for the moment. Azlada couldn't be meaning anything else, and he certainly couldn't be meaning innocence. "D-don't be stupid," Arxingall said, surprised at his stutter. Last time he stuttered had been as a child, confronting Luna. The Goddess had been remarkable when he had first met her, and now, she was the Goddess, someone to be respected, maybe revered, but not nervous around.

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Azlada grinned slightly at the light sound he heard from the other elf, apparently having caught him off guard with that question. "I'm not being stupid. You know you want to. Just give it a try" his grin widened, and he tilted his chin up challengingly, loving the way Arxingall's voice had faltered like that. He didn't think he would ever hear the cocky elf stutter like that. It was nice, seeing his confidence almost disappear like that. It was like only Azlada could take down his indifferent front and see what was underneath.

[Nyako-Chan]

If it would get him to stop asking, Arxingall might, but he wasn't sure how it would look if he just reached out and touched the sword, and not what Azlada was implying. If he just tapped the metal and claimed to be done, he couldn't just walk off like that. He had lost his calm, confident appearance to something nervous, anxious, even a little excited. He worked to at the very least, keep his expression from how he was feeling. He was pretty sure it was working, except for the heat in his cheeks. "Don't know what you're talking about," he said, averting his eyes from a different kind of sword.

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"Liar" Azlada said simply, taking a step closer. "Fine, then if you won't touch my sword, kiss me. I still havn't gotten that thank you kiss" he said, switching tactics. He could tell that Arxingall felt at least some of what he did right now, from the nervous excited air about him, and the flush in his cheeks. He was going to get something out of this, or walk away looking like an idiot, and feeling rather rejected. He didn't do rejected. He was the one who did the rejecting. Arxingall was not going to be the one to turn the tables.

[Nyako-Chan]

Taking an unconscious step backward as a step towards him was taken, Arxingall's lips parted. The thought of kissing Azlada, the offer that had peeked last time and had almost literally scared him off from the rush of desire and confusion that had wanted it. Azlada was just some fighter elf he had gotten in a fight with. They had met a few times, seen each other a few more times, and talked less than those combined without getting in some sort of fight. He hadn't kissed anyone before, he'd just been kissed. All he could tell, was that -and maybe it was almost him just not participating or getting anything out of it- it was just pressing lips together. It wasn't a big deal.

((Should we keep him waiting a turn or so more -where we could run out of scenarios- or should we just go for it now and take it from there -too soon?- ?))

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Azlada raised an eyebrow slightly when Arxingall took a step back, well aware that he was really getting to him. Both of their minds would be going into overdrive at the moment if he hadn't almost shut his down, saying and doing what first came into his mind. He could ask himself questions later. That was what a fighter was supposed to do wasn't it? Act first, ask last. "Don't tell me you're scared of me?" he asked, his voice taking on a taunting tone. "I don't bite. I promise" he didn't know enough to be biting anybody, yet.

((umm, you could go for it now, im sure itll be fine. were page 11 already))

[Nyako-Chan]

A challenge, Arxingall heard was directed towards him. He took challenges not to prove he could do it to others, but usually to prove to himself that he could push past his own boundaries and get stronger. Kiss another male? What would Azusa say? "I'm not afraid you," Arxingall said, forcing himself to take a step forward just to try to justify the statement. Azlada wanted him to kiss him so badly that he resorted to taunting? They were practically toe to toe, he took Azlada's jawline in his hand and directed him to his mouth, hesitating only a fraction of a second before putting their mouths together. He counted in his head slowly, five long seconds, just to make it seem less like a peck and more like a kiss. He felt his desire purr from satisfaction. He had wanted this too.

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Azlada felt his heart rate increase slightly when Arxingall stepped closer, stating that he wasn't scared of him. He waited with baited breath, unsure if his words had finally gotten to the other elf. He didn't seem like the kind of person to turn down a challenge like that. Then Arxingall's hand was on his face, moving him closer. His eyes widened slightly for a moment as their lips finally touched, before he let them fall shut. He hadn't expected him to actually do it, but he was glad he had. He wanted to reach out and grab the lavender haired elf to make sure he didn't pull away, even though he knew this wouldn't last very long.

[Nyako-Chan]

"You look....surprised," Arxingall said, "for lack of better words." He had been the first to recover, mainly because he hadn't been the one surprised by the action. Surprised by his own actions, maybe, but he wasn't counting that, necessarily. His lips felt tingly from where they had touched Azlada's. He had enjoyed that, he'd say. He'd nearly been more distracted from his thought,s than the actual kiss, but he'd managed to enjoy the kiss. He almost wanted another, he almost wanted temptation to lead him through grabbing another kiss.

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Azlada could feel the blush creeping up his face, not that he would ever admit it was there. "I am, kindof. I didn't expect you to actually do it" he admitted, looking a way, hating how much he had loved that. It took a lot of willpower not to jump him right there. He bit his lip, considering his options for a moment, looking at the ground. "Could I. . . uhh. . . have another?" he asked, still looking at the ground, and he was sure his face was heating up even more. He couldn't help but wonder what happened to the Azlada who flipped on anyone who even came near him.

[Nyako-Chan]

With a trembling hand, Arxingall reached out to touch a strand of hair that was loose from the ponytail. His hand went flat against the soft, warm face of the blonde, who he was now noticing didn't look as immature as he made him out to be. He was a young man who hadn't been in the armor quite as long as Arxingall had been. He hadn't seen as much, and probably hadn't killed as much. He was still innocent for the most part, despite the sexual jokes, and the cursing. He took another kiss from Azlada, this time without the shock, he felt more of it. He wasn't sure what he was doing, or how he was doing it, but he liked it.

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Azlada noticed that the hand was trembling as soon as he touched his face. He looked up, pretty sure he looked stupid with his face red like that. He at least felt stupid. But his stupidity vanished when their lips connected once more, and he let out a light sigh. He not only accepted this kiss this time but returned it, pushing slightly against Arxingall and stepping closer, unable to help himself. He didn't know what to do with his arms, so they just hung at his sides, but his fists were clenched slightly.

[Nyako-Chan]

Slipping one hand behind the back of Azlada's head, hand resting above the ponytail, Arxingall felt the returned pressure, and the sense to put balance for them. He needed to hold at least a body part, something stable, the back or the head. At this point he was going off what he felt should happen, and also recalling things that he'd seen other people do. Loads of people PDA'd, so they could too. How many people did they see though, who were both males, make out in public? Not too many, and not even that. They just didn't see anyone, but the wrong place wrong time factor cut in, so he couldn't eliminate the possibility completely.

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Azlada shifted closer still when he felt that hand on the back of his head, holding his face there. He could feel the pressure from their armor pressing together now, hard metal against leather. He unclenched his fists and hesitantly raised his arms, slipping them up around Arxingall's neck and leaning into him lightly, letting out a soft moan, which embarassed him to no end. He couldn't believe such a sound would leave his mouth, let alone be swallowed up by someone else's. He was enjoying this though, more than he thought he had enjoyed anything before.

[Nyako-Chan]

Delighted shivers ran through the purple haired elf's body at the soft sound was heard, and felt going through his mouth. Arxingall did was his mind told him, if he wanted to get in Azlada's mouth, he had to ask. Audibly, no, but through the same action they were doing. His lips parted ever so slightly to allow his tongue to pass through just a bit, and to lick at the blonde's bottom lip, asking for entrance. He didn't know if he'd get it, but it was worth a shot. The hand that had guided Azlada's face to him had unconsciously dropped, and as he picked it back up, he let it rest on the small of the other's back.

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Azlada shifted his arm so that he could use Arxingall's shoulder to pry his new gauntlet off, the metal falling to the ground with a thud, the sound ignored by the blonde elf. He was too busy sliding his newly freed hand into the soft purple hair on the other elf. He gasped lightly when he felt Arxingall's tongue against his lip, his lips parting for what the archer wanted. He was excited and nervous at the same time, although he had no need to be. He was well aware that they were getting some strange looks, but he turned a blind eye, choosing not to acknowledge it.

[Nyako-Chan]

The gasp from the warrior allowed Arxingall to slip his tongue in, letting him probe the warm, wet cavern that had a unique taste to it. Arxingall didn't know what other people's mouths were like, but he was pretty sure each one tasted different. Azlada's would probably be the most unique to him, he'd claim automatically. His first legit kiss that had him working for it too. What did this mean for them now? They were kissing in public, when they were usually fighting in public, whether against each other or together against a monster. Arxingall dove his tongue in every other time he needed to breathe, the rest of it was spent nibbling or tugging at the other's lips.

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Azlada gripped the hair in his hand a bit tighter when he felt the other elf's tongue invading his mouth, searching the inside of his mouth. He had recieved only one kiss in his life, and he had shoved the girl away after since he knew he was gay, so he had nothing to compare to, but he was pretty damn sure that Arxingall was excellent at kissing. He couldn't help but feel some jealousy, wondered if he had much experience with that. The attention to his lips and mouth were overwhelming, and he found himself trying to keep up with this whole thing, as lost as he was in it, hoping he was at least alright at what he was doing, mostly recieving the attention.

[Nyako-Chan]

What are we doing? Arxingall thought. What am I doing? The middle of public daylight, and he was making out with another male. He'd never do this, not even with a female, since that was more commonly seen. "This is the correct thank you, am I right?" he muttered against Azlada's wet lips. He had left them red and somewhat swollen. Did Azlada like it? Was he being too rough if he'd made marks? Arxingall's own lips felt a bit swollen from the pressure they'd been using against each other. Warrior's armor was too bulky, it was kind of hard to keep their bodies together comfortably without hard metal driving into his own leather armor.

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Azlada was panting lightly as he felt the words said against his mouth. "Yeah. Well, at least I think so" he replied, able to feel how swollen his lips were, but he couldn't care less. He was well aware that his armor made everything uncomfortable, even if he was used to it by now, even sleeping in it. He had no idea what happened now. He currently had his arms around another man, whom until the past few weeks he was sure he hated. This entire relationship was now entirely screwed up, and he knew it had to be fixed, not that he was going to do anything about it. He shifter uncomfortably, thinking about this.

[Nyako-Chan]

Feeling the shifting, Arxingall assumed it was him being uncomfortable in their situation. He let his arms slide away slowly, dropping them to his sides. He picked the armor piece the other had dropped and held it out for Azlada. "Um...sorry, I didn't think...we'd, ah, do anything like that." He didn't really mean to get that far into it. They both seemed to have liked it enough though, so no complaining from either side. Azlada looked a little dazed, like he was still reeling from it. Maybe he was, Arxingall was still dizzy from him, or that could also be the lack of oxygen they'd had and should have had from the heart racing speed.

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Azlada dropped his arms as well when he felt the lavender haired elf's arms fall away from him. It had been nice, being held by him like that, but he knew that it wouldn't have lasted. He took the gauntlet, not really caring that his brand new armor already had dirt on it. "Thanks" he muttered, sliding it onto his hand. "Don't appologize" he glanced up to Arxingall's face, "Because I'm sure you enjoyed that just as much as I did" he was gaining some of his confidence back already. It was like being with Arxingall like that was the only thing that could take it away.

[Nyako-Chan]

"Yeah, okay," he accepted, as he had enjoyed it just as much as the other had. He didn't know what he was doing now, but he knew they weren't together, even after that. Did he want to be tied down to a partner? Did he want another weakness in the event that something happened that he could be used? He almost liked the idea that he was always alone, that he didn't like anyone, and now, after that, it might not be so horrible having someone to care for. "I might be leaving soon," he said, digging into his bag as he reached for a home scroll. He'd be heading to Mont Blanc port, where the monsters got really bad. He needed to think, and he couldn't think around Azlada.

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Azlada found a small smile creeping onto his face when Arxingall admitted it, feeling some sort of small victory. The smile vanished however the minute the other elf said he was leaving. He knew he had known it was going to happen, but he didn't want Arxingall to leave. "Yeah, I'm going to go too" he said, keeping his voice firm and standing up a bit straighter. The last thing he needed was to seem even somewhat weak. "I'll see you around" he said, turning around to leave, since his return point was the place they were standing in, he was going to have to fly all the way back to Moon Blind.

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