December Open Post/Catch All/Overflow

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Who: Van Zieks and whoever
What: General catch all for bingos and other effects
When: December
Where: Various
Warnings: TBA

Something has gone terribly wrong? (December 9th)
[You are just minding your own business, walking on the beach, or through the wood, when you hear what is certainly an unfamiliar laugh. If you look around, you'll soon attach it to... van Zieks? No, this can't be him. He's smiling. He's barefoot and covered in dirt. His hair isn't immaculately combed back and he's simply wearing a loose cotton shirt with his tight lawyer pants, though he does have a sword now hanging at his waist, which is new. This cannot be van Zieks. Even the cadence of his voice is lacking his normal ominous grit, but the voice is certainly his otherwise.]

Oh, come here! I have something to show you.
[Seriously who the hell is this and what did he do with the real van Zieks???]

Nevermind, Uncle has the Depression Again (December 10th)
[The following day, van Zieks is back in his austere best, looking more glowery and somber than ever before, like he's making up for the time he lost yesterday. You may find him at his usual haunt in the darkest corner of the winery, OR if you're wandering around in the woods, you might find him surveying the plot of land on his farm, or rather, the chaos that the him of the day before wreaked, which is to say, something was done to the plots, but it's hard to tell if it was anything constructive because they're upturned earth everywhere. Van Zieks is leaning heavily on the shovel he's holding, looking tired.]

Let me know if you have something specific in mind for bingo
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[He perks up at the praise, in a way that is readily apparent but also clearly him trying to mask how motivated he is by it.]

Yes! I-
[He fumbles over his words, reddening a bit.]

It's just such a...a whole to-do at home. It's illegal, so you have to know someone who can get you into a certain type of gentleman's club... and then any meetings you have there you have to keep carefully guarded.
[No wonder van Zieks is normally so uptight.]

So it being so straightforward here... it's nice.

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What? This is illegal in London?

[He sounds utterly flabbergasted. It's by no means a common sight in Erdrea, but really... Still, it definitely does explain a lot.]

Ridiculous! Love is love, no matter what sex you find attraction toward.

[As irritated as he is by London society, he figures it's something that van Zieks grew up with instilled in his mind. It must be horrible to have to quash any potential interest or affections before they could even have a chance to blossom.

He lets out a small huff, then brings his hands back down to rest on van Zieks' shoulders.]

I'm so glad you're getting a good change of pace here though, darling. By all means, feel free to explore as much as you like. I'm not going anywhere.

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[It's strangely satisfying, Sylvando getting outraged on his behalf, and at the same time he almost feels as if he should apologize as if he set these laws and customs himself. Regular van Zieks would stew and dwell on all that, but wrong van Zieks can't be bothered to engage with systemic issues.

That said, he also doesn't know where to start!? Sure, he has a vague goal in mind, but he can't just jump right to that, Sylvando is worth more than that.]

Mm... Well I want to return to favor you just did me, you know? It's only fair. What do you want me to do?

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[That's so sweet... Honestly, helping someone explore their sexuality isn't something Sylvando feels he needs to be repaid for, but that doesn't mean he doesn't appreciate the intent.]

I'm more than happy to give you the reins, but the freedom of choice can be pretty paralyzing if you don't get to do this very often, huh?

[He leans in a bit to get more level with van Zieks.]

Why don't you start with something simple like a kiss? See where that takes you. And if you still feel lost, I'll lend a helping hand.

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[He flushes deeply, but rather than out of embarassment, it's clear that yes he'd very much like that, and was probably already thinking about it a little.

In the same token, his Little Brother Disease flares up at just how gently he's being handled. He's a grown man!!! He's Been with People before!!! It's just been a while!!! So rather than acknowledge the suggestion he just goes for it, fiercely. He's not conflicted!!! He's not at all feeling inwardly weird about this personality shift!!!]

H-How's that for lost?
[Sylvando doesn't have siblings so he will unfortunately have no context for this behavior.]

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[Sylvando's gasp is muffled against van Zieks' lips as the intensity catches him completely off guard. Where did that come from? Not that he's complaining, given how holds his own in returning that fiery kiss, but damn.

He lets out a startled laugh when van Zieks pulls away so the both of them can breathe. There's no hiding the fact that his own face is a little pink by this point.]

Wow. Color me pleasantly surprised, darling! That was really something!

[He didn't think van Zieks was completely green at this or anything, but he just seemed so nervous...]

What else do you plan on surprising me with, hmm?

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[Really, he hasn't seen much action since he was still a university student, still a young man, and thus was often the less experienced person, and not expected to take the lead or initiative.

That said, his boldness was rewarded with both actions and words, which means he's only encouraged to keep riding this urge to prove he's very cool and powerful and good at kissing and other things like that!!!

So he leans forward again, but this time his target is lower, Sylvando's neck. (Un??)fortunately he's not actually a vampire so he doesn't break the skin but he's definitely going to leave a mark in the form of a hickey. His hands, meanwhile, are shifting from their grip on his hips to slip under Sylvando's tunic, questing upwards in search for bare skin.]

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[Practice makes perfect, and Sylvando is more than happy to let van Zieks use what he's learned as he takes the lead. He's also quick to reward him for his exploration at every step.]

Oooh, looking to lay claim on me already, eh~?

[It's obvious that he doesn't object to this. He even shifts a little to give van Zieks easy access. It's also obvious that this isn't even close to his first rodeo, given how little that bite seems to affect him. But he's hardly going slack on his performance, oh no. He utters a low, pleased hum as he lifts a hand up to run through van Zieks' disheveled hair. It's a shame the usually prim and proper Victorian is foregoing his full regalia today. It'd be so fun to make a show out of taking it all off...

Maybe another time.

The next thing he knows, exploratory hands are making their way across his well-defined abdominal muscles, sending a gentle shiver up his spine. If his profession didn't imply that he takes good care of his body, this is certainly some conclusive evidence. He makes an effort to lean into van Zieks' touch, encouraging him to continue.]

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[Maybe Sylvando will have another opportunity to take the rest of it off some other time... Hard to say. There definitely aren't some clear opportunities in the Fall.

Anyway, van Zieks sits up, though his hands remain where they are, he looks a little flustered.]

I mean, I wouldn't go that far! Surely someone like you have plenty of other options, Sylvando.
[This self deprecation aside, his hands are still traveling upward, at a slow and thorough pace that speaks to keen appreciation of the muscles, even if they're mostly being used for clownery these days.]

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[It is a mystery, clearly!!

Sylvando lets out a soft, breathy laugh as he tips his head down to meet van Zieks' lips.]

And you, my dear, are too quick to rule yourself out of the running.

[With that, he closes the gap and steals a kiss.]

If nothing else, that mark makes me yours until it fades. Why don't you make the most of it, hm?

[Those muscles have also come in handy for all the farm work he's been getting accustomed to. Clownery is on the backburner for now, but who knows...it could make a comeback. Much to van Zieks' chagrin, most likely.

As van Zieks reaches Sylvando's chest, while he's not like, huge or anything, his pecs are similarly well-defined. There's some volume there for the touching.]

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[normal Baz is not the type to make the most of anything. wrong van Zieks, however...]

You-You're right! You know, I was once considered among London's most eligible bachelors.
[Obviously not that he was actually interested in any of the women who'd sought him out at that time, but. You know, it's something. Even though now he definitely wouldn't be so highly regarded, despite having more status, given that he never goes to social events and also until recently was suspected by many to be somehow causing the deaths of numerous people.]

I... We'll have to change positions for what I'd like to take next, then.

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See? I'm not surprised in the slightest. [With a giggle,] But oooh~ How lucky am I to have one of those most eligible bachelors all to myself for a spell, then?

[Current circumstances be damned!! Sylvando can hardly blame van Zieks for not pursuing romance in the years that the Reaper's curse loomed over him. But to Sylvando, there's still plenty to find appealing under the doom and gloom.

He draws in a long breath before making an earnest effort in prying himself away so they can move. It's difficult—he was getting really cozy—but he manages.]

Where would you like me? Just here on the chair? Or my bed, perhaps...?