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WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, ZOLF J KIMBLEY FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 200.14.230.21 crimson has joined 200.14.230.21 <crimson> i dont know who would want to talk to me <crimson> but if you want to let me know and ill get back to you as soon as i can <crimson> has anyone actually figured out how to use this thing

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[Kimbley hesitates for a moment longer before he makes a soft, pleased noise, wrapping one arm around the back of Archer's head. He kisses back eagerly, though he doesn't do anything but hold Archer carefully, hyper aware of his claws.]

[sadisticwarfare]

[Oh come on, Kimbley. It'll take more than that to hurt him! He's not fragile either!

That said, once Kimbley seems to be enjoying himself, Archer relaxes a lot. It's been a long time since he's done anything like this, but this is nice.]

[viliorate]

[True, true, but it's not like Kimbley knows whether or not Archer would find being clawed particularly erotic. It's safer to assume he wouldn't want to be clawed up, isn't it?

...it's possible this is going to get awkward as hell very quickly, since neither of them have to breath anymore.]

[sadisticwarfare]

[That's a good point... He really isn't fond of any sort of pain, after all.

Well, thankfully Archer seems to realize that this will probably get weird if they go forever so he draws back after a moment. He doesn't pull away entirely, of course.]

There, does that prove it for you?

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Mm.

[He looks pleased, at least. Kimbley nuzzles against Archer, just slightly. He keeps his arm wrapped around the other man for the time being.]

Yeah. I guess it does.

[He leans in, just slightly, and nips at Archer's earlobe. It's gentle enough that even if Archer had a heartbeat, he probably wouldn't bleed. It's enough of a reminder that Kimbley has horrifyingly sharp teeth without the actual danger.]

But maybe I'm not satisfied with just a kiss.

[sadisticwarfare]

[Archer rolls his eyes again, but he reaches up to mess with Kimbley's hair playfully anyway.]

What do you have in mind?

[He's probably going to say that Kimbley's moving too fast, but he's curious.]

[viliorate]

I'd like to go all the way, if you don't mind.

[Ding ding ding! He's going way too fast.]

[sadisticwarfare]

Kimbley, you're moving far too fast.

[He doesn't pull away and his tone isn't too harsh, but he is putting his foot down.]

We haven't even decided what we want to do about this.

[viliorate]

[He grumbles at that, frowning. He's a wendigo; Kimbley had been impatient and quick to move fast before, but now the idea of moving slowly once he's set his mind to something is intolerable.]

You make it sound like this is such an easy decision for you.

[Just the same, he's not pulling away, or doing anything but holding Archer.]

[sadisticwarfare]

What do you mean? Coming to this conclusion in the first place wasn't easy, but I know it's a bad idea to move quickly.

[viliorate]

I don't see why.

[But then again he's used to sleeping around with no strings attached.]

When one of us could vanish at any moment without warning, I don't see the point in taking our time.

[sadisticwarfare]

...Ah.

[That isn't something he'd considered. People have left, yes, but it's never been anyone Archer's cared about.]

It's best to have no regrets, isn't it...?

[...]

[viliorate]

[Very few things scare him, but the idea of being stranded here, alone, without Archer is one of them.]

I'd rather not have any regrets.

[Even if he thinks it's unlikely that he'll ever have any. He hasn't had any yet, anyway. Still, this is one of those situations where he's not going to push as much as he otherwise would.

Archer does mean enough to Kimbley for him not to demand anything of him.]

[sadisticwarfare]

...I suppose we don't need to take it that slow... But we should figure out what we're doing about this. Are you interested in dating or...?

[Or what? What other options are there??]

[viliorate]

[He wraps his other arm around Archer's shoulder at that. It's awkward, and he isn't quite sure he's doing the right thing, but he nevertheless holds Archer.]

Does it need a name? We're here together, we feel the same way about each other; what does it matter what we call it?

[It's probably meant as an awkward "yes".]

[sadisticwarfare]

...If you want me to be blunt, I'm asking if you're going to be seeing other people.

[He doubts it, since Kimbley's got some issues with his appearance, but it's better to figure this all out now.]

[viliorate]

[At that, Kimbley laughs unpleasantly. He has to pull away out of the hug to cover his mouth.]

Look at me; do you think I want to get anywhere near any local who would want to sleep with me?

No, Archer, I'm not going to be seeing other people.

[sadisticwarfare]

Well, I meant anyone like us, but I understand.

[The locals wouldn't want that obviously...]

Very well. We don't need to assign any sort of name to it, but I'm glad to know we're on the same page there.

[viliorate]

There's no one like us I'm interested in.

[That's an absolute fact.

He moves carefully after a moment, smirking, but no longer laughing from self loathing. Kimbley doesn't move back to wrapping his arms around Archer, instead he awkwardly shoves his hands into his pockets.]

Though I'm gonna have to question your tastes a little.

[sadisticwarfare]

Come now, don't insult me like that. I have incredible taste.

[Well if Kimbley's not going to be egotistical then Archer will have to do it enough for both of them!]

[viliorate]

[No, seriously, he's a gross undead deer. He's covered more in fur than he is bare skin. He's also borderline freezing cold at any given moment, though he's started to get better about raising his body temperature.

Still, Kimbley smirks.]

If you insist, I'm not about to correct you.

[He might hate his appearance, but Kimbley's egotistical enough not to turn down a compliment.]

[sadisticwarfare]

You'd have to be crazy to try to correct me.

[...]

Well, crazier.

[viliorate]

[Kimbley laughs, shaking his head.]

I guess I'm forced to take the compliment.

[Like that's a hardship.]

[sadisticwarfare]

You should know better than to insult my taste, Kimbley.

[viliorate]

[Furry deer monster, Archer.]

Yeah? I guess I have to be careful. Your ego is so easily bruised, after all.