But I don't...want you to feel guilty. My choice is my choice. It's about you, but...it's about me and for me, too.
[They just want to put their own restraint on themselves. One step towards not becoming Limbo, depraved, addicted to affection from any source.]
I just...want you to promise that you'll always come back to me. [They clutch Envy's shoulders, staring into their eyes.] I will always be waiting, so...don't forget about me.
[The last thing they want is for Envy to go along with someone else, and leave them behind. Its a very Envy-like request.]
[It's something Douman wants to avoid, at all cost.]
[Are they selfish? Of course, of course. To take whatever Envy will give them. But also, how badly they want to give everything to Envy, to be their one and only One.]
[After a couple of weeks resisting things such as this, the kiss feels heavenly, and then the warm wet feeling of sucking a mark into their skin makes them shudder with delight. Their hand moves up into Ryan's hair.]
["Shiya". Douman smiles at the nickname - its not one they've ever been called by before, but its adorable, it is. A personal touch of a name, just for them. How special.]
[The priest thinks about it for a moment, turning their head to murmur back to Envy.]
...Since marks on me won't stay...I want to mark you. All over. With my teeth, or nails, or...whatever. Limbo had you all to themselves, and...I want to do it my own way, this time.
[A sigh.]
I just want...to take my time with you. To explore you, and your body, and...feel you, really feel you. And when the time comes, I want you to sigh out my name, cry it, because...I like hearing your voice.
[They lean in, nibbling at the other's ear.]
I want you all to myself, tonight. And I want you to...enjoy me, however you can. Mark wherever you want, ride me however you want, embrace me...however you want. Mmmm. I would enjoy that, thoroughly.
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[Haha. Envy indulgence...]
But I don't...want you to feel guilty. My choice is my choice. It's about you, but...it's about me and for me, too.
[They just want to put their own restraint on themselves. One step towards not becoming Limbo, depraved, addicted to affection from any source.]
I just...want you to promise that you'll always come back to me. [They clutch Envy's shoulders, staring into their eyes.] I will always be waiting, so...don't forget about me.
[The last thing they want is for Envy to go along with someone else, and leave them behind. Its a very Envy-like request.]
[It's something Douman wants to avoid, at all cost.]
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[his fingers run through their hair once more, and he leans in to smooch their cheek.]
Promise. If you do the same thing, then I will.
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[Its strange, having some small instance of hope.]
Of course. I'm yours. [A light laugh, as they lean in to properly kiss Envy.] I'm...putting everything aside for you.
[Just for the chance of being seen, being understood, and being loved. Its more powerful than anything else.]
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[one hand shifts to slide down their side, coming to rest at their hip.]
...then I guess I better make up for that, right?
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[The touch is nice - Douman hums, one of their hands moving to stroke the nape of Ryan's neck.]
I would hope you would. [A light laugh, and an ever fond look.] But I'll take whatever you give me.
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[envy leans in, pressing a kiss to their neck-- then sucking a little mark there.]
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[After a couple of weeks resisting things such as this, the kiss feels heavenly, and then the warm wet feeling of sucking a mark into their skin makes them shudder with delight. Their hand moves up into Ryan's hair.]
Yes. Just...like that.
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[it's murmured against their neck, soft.]
Tell me what you want me to do for you? Or to do to me. Either way, honestly.
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[The priest thinks about it for a moment, turning their head to murmur back to Envy.]
...Since marks on me won't stay...I want to mark you. All over. With my teeth, or nails, or...whatever. Limbo had you all to themselves, and...I want to do it my own way, this time.
[A sigh.]
I just want...to take my time with you. To explore you, and your body, and...feel you, really feel you. And when the time comes, I want you to sigh out my name, cry it, because...I like hearing your voice.
[They lean in, nibbling at the other's ear.]
I want you all to myself, tonight. And I want you to...enjoy me, however you can. Mark wherever you want, ride me however you want, embrace me...however you want. Mmmm. I would enjoy that, thoroughly.