[ look at him all strong and dashing, showing off that upper body strength to just PICK HIM UP and SLAM HIM down gently. satisfied (but not nearly enough to stop), eren stays in a position between elliotās legs, simulating another move at grappling that forces them into a ālockā. heās got you trapped!! delighted with the laugh and the flush to elliotās face to match his hair, eren kneels just over him in a half straddle, one arm resting above his head and exchanging the gaze with those happy aqua blue eyes that screamed just how crazy he was for him. him. thank god this couch is actually huge, or else theyād be falling off be now.
while eren is also completely canon blind to rent, there goes knowing where that actually comes fromā except that felt too poetic not to be lyrics. ]
Is that a song?
[ you beautiful, beautiful music nerd, thatās cute š ]
[The grappling move gets another laughing squeal out of him, as he squirms around to make a show of trying to get out of the lock. But he knocks that off after a moment to just look up and smile at him, his arm reaching up to run his fingers through his hair.]
Heehee, yeah. It's from Rent.
[Which of course he'll sing the verse:]
ā« Live in my house Iāll be your shelter Just pay me back With one thousand kisses Be my lover And Iāll cover you ā«
[The glowing and gently dropping feathers appear like before, but Elliot's not at all fazed by that. They're alone and he's a little caught up staring up at those blue eyes and smile]
[ chills! good chills from the hand in his grown out hair, dark brown locks much longer than it used to be compared to that previous military buzz cut. the melody coming from his voice instantly makes erenās sparky grin melt into something soft, like butter in an oven. the glow and the fluttering of feathers around them makes him, and everything about that moment right there stunning, and beautiful.
how does he need to be reminded with that well beyond happy look he sees in elliotās eyes, staring back at him as he watches like a starstruck fool? ]
That sounds just about right.
[ but he canāt quite hold back how his heart just tells him to take him, you just want to kiss the boy. he pours himself and his devotion in one passionate push forward, lips over lips, and both hand pulling his face to his own. heās yours, elliot. he entrusts you with this untamed shounen heart of his. ]
[Having actual locks of hair to run his fingers through was something of a pleasure for Elliot. He liked the buzz cut before, thought Eren looked good with it, but he'd always been a fan of Eren's hair. Soft and the color of chocolate. It felt good running through his fingers.
Eren's reaction to his singing makes him a little giddy. Watching his face melt into that soft smile, those starstruck eyes that stared down at him. It was an incredible expression, and there are a bit of glee in knowing he was the one to cause it.
Next thing he knows, his face is being pulled up and he's locked in a passionate kiss. Even without taste, it's easy to tell the intensity Eren is putting into it. Long gone are the timid days of unsure kissing with Eren, it seems. Not that Elliot minds. He returns the kiss with ease, trying to match the level of passion that Eren is putting into it. His hand stays in Eren's hair, fingers wrapping into the curls. Meanwhile his other arm moves to rest on Eren's waist, trying his best to get at a good angle to kiss the other as long as possible.]
[ kisses with elliot are great. make outs with elliot are stellar, thatās one thing heās learned during these few months with him and heād never take it back, no matter how awkward and wobbly he was the first few times. ah, remember his first? he remembers chuckling and thinking wow i suck, even if it wasnāt that much of the case. still, elliot guides him, but now heās taken the chance to hold the reins. itād not just be silly, but something of a personal letdown if he were still that uncertain about starting it. if he knew what he wantedā itās nice, to convey and be easily understood, especially when youāre seemingly doing it right.
and he loves it; how elliot kisses him back fires him up, to feel him respond with a matching answer the way a duet was. he parts his mouth more, coaxing elliotās to do the same and following the tilt of his head to make it comfortable and lasting. from hands to his face, he handles with care, still gentle even with intensity; both arms slink around him, closer to his legs and hands slip under, between elliot and the cushion. heās up to something, it seems, but he doesnāt break the kiss as he movesā he wants to be breathless, and he wants elliot to cause that.
until he hauls himself onto his feet, upright, and heyā are you on the cushions anymore? no, hun . . . heās picked you up with ease (courting with eren part two: constant flexing). maybe heās decided on a little something bolder, and hopes he enjoys it. eren knows he is. ]
[Elliot had been so focused on the kiss that he didn't notice Eren's plans at first. He was too focused on feeling as much as he could from the kiss without taste. When Eren coaxes him part his mouth more, it doesn't take much at all. He goes along with it eagerly.
It's only when he gets lifted up does he notice. He gives a little surprised squeak and breaks the kiss from surprise. He feels a little internal flail as the support of the cushions are now gone. His arms move quickly to wrap around Eren's neck, for support. He's not scared, just a little startled. He hasn't been carried bridal style since he was a little kid by family members, man.]
[ s t r o n g. like the rock. he wonāt forget that, even if he wasnāt as puffy . . . erenās grinning, yes he is, taking elliot for a little spin away from the couch and not looking where heās goingā too busy gazing, watching the surprised reaction with a widening smirk. from the bridal style hold, swinging once and around, one arm to his lower back while the other hooking his legs, eren begins to shift him to his front as he steps back for balance, to get a much better look of his face and hold him upright with no problems.
that is, if he wasnāt stepping back right into the couch at full speed, hitting it and falling backwards. ]
Uhā!
[ IMMEDIATE GRIPPING ALL OVER THE PLACE, PROTECT ELLIOT AT ALL COSTS ]
[Eren this is what you get for trying to show off. Elliot makes a "whoa" sound and clings to Eren as he falls back down. But when they both seemed unharmed and back on the couch? He relaxes some]
[ mission to completely envelop elliot the minute he felt that lack of balance was a successā! one arm is all around his back and gripping his shoulder while the other is . . . grappling onto one of elliotās upper legs. with a breathy laugh, his holds finally relax, lifting his head up and looking down into his chest to make sure everythingās okay.
phew, it was. a good save. ]
N . . . Hah. [ thats a sheepish agreement, but ] Totally meant to do this, though.
[ IT WAS THE PLAN ALL ALONG except without the falling ]
My roomās not that far of a walkā I can throw you on the bed better than the couch.
[ a playful grin from the earlier show of LOVE FUELED FISTICUFFS. surprise the gag tag is actually the real deal. but erenās room is most def the comfiest of places, like. itās like a separate apartment. that bed is the size of an mma cage?? ]
[Oh wow, he had wondered if it was something like that, but hearing it? Makes him blush a little. He'll bury his face in the nook of Eren's neck, though there is a smile on his face even as he bites his lip]
[ oh, double wow, and double meaning that he only actually realizes after heās said it and from elliotās reaction as a whole. itās . . . actually pretty dang appealing, from the sheepish snuggle up he gets into his neck to seeing him bite his lip a bit from here.
erenās face heats right up, so elliot isnāt alone there either. he doesnāt know much about romance movies beyond the tragic classics. ]
Letās seeā
[ hope youāre ready for round two, and with his hands on elliotās hips, he holds his breath and lifts them both up in a single sit-up, sitting on the couchās arm and letting him settle on his lap in any way heād like. now, how to actually pick him up this time . . . without getting struck on flirt staring. ]
[He'll hold on while Eren lifts them up to the arm of the couch, grinning like a fool. When Eren stalls on the couch arm, giving Elliot a chance to adjust, it crosses his mind that he's still wearing his coat.]
Oh- one sec.
[He'll let his arms go, while still sitting on Eren's lap, and quickly remove his arms out of his jacket. Underneath, he just has a basic t-shirt on. Once the coat is off, he'll drop it on the couch and bring his now bare arms back around Eren's neck. ]
but eren awaits, patiently and hovering around his face and jawline while he does so, to distract him with brushes. once heās readyā eren lifts elliot much higher than a bridal style carry, arms secure just under his bottom and hopping into a stand. and away they go! speed walking!! ]
Youāve got three seconds.
[ three seconds to...... prepare thyself??? heās gonna throw them both. ]
Those brushes were quite distracting! He's smiling a lot, and when he gets lifted up like that, he'll make a surprised laugh and squeak because he was not expected being lifted that way.
[ his worst is his best. eren picks up the pace into a charge to the open door of his room, and once a few feet away from the bed makes his moveā a judo-like overhead throw with a twist that swerved his own body into a spin backwards. theyāll both spring against the mattress on impact, and while aggressive in nature itās held back and done in a fairly gentle, playful way. oh but itās not over yet! ]
Take-downā! [ heās going to lock him into a mount for kisses. attack on kisses. it isnāt always that eren chooses to play around, but it happened, and itās nice to see him acting his age sometimes. too many frowns and heās going to get wrinkles way too early. ]
[He says as he gets thrown down onto the bed, laughing and giving a playful squeal as it happens. Even with the aggressive act, he lands on the bed gently and safely thanks to Eren holding back. He makes a show of trying to squirm out of the hold, but the moment Eren leans down to kiss him, Elliot lifts his head to meet him halfway, kissing assertively and holding onto the back of Eren's head to go along with the playing around. ]
[ oh no is right, oh no for certainly going to die from how sweet. who needs taste when you have this. any other quick pecks cease to a complete stop when elliot meets him with lips, getting erenās arms, that propped him up over him, to settle along the sides of his face, fingers playing with his hair and lowering the rest of himself to stay close. wow, elliot got strong with that kiss, a knockout hit to eren that gets him to kiss back with a curve in his lips, smiling, and kissing deeply in return.
[Clearly the kiss was Elliot's great comeback in whatever this is. Elliot will take full advantage of that deep kiss, enjoying the passion and the feelings that go along with it. His fingers weave into Eren's hair again, and he lifts one of his legs to intertwine with one of Eren's.
The kiss lasts for a good long while. When Elliot finally breaks it, he's breathless in his words. Words kept low enough as if this is meant to stay between the two of them]
[ oh boy, heās heating up, responding to touch with a sound he wasnāt really waiting for from himself anyway, small and sweet as legs cozy up into each other. with his face red hot by the time he pulls away, erenās arms still maintain around his head, breathless and adoring to hear it from elliot as well.
he should. calm down a little. changing his position and rolling a little sideways to still be close and facing elliot, not really making an effort to detangle. and while he does that, he gives a chuckle thatās short and just as breathless, propping his head up with his arm and letting his hand touch elliotās face, thumb pressing through his cheek with the lightest of brushes while he subtly licks his lips. elliotās were that plumpy red and so were his, probably. very good kissing.
Thatād make the day. [ and, you know what??? ] You K.O.ād me better than a pro.
[ how to make eren lose in everything: elliot kisses ]
[The way Eren says it, it definitely sounds like it's supposed to be a good thing, even if it's not clear what a "pro" is supposed to be in this situation. So, he'll take it as praise.
But man, did he like seeing Eren's face look that way. Red hot while he licks those plumpy lips of his, his voice a little breathless. Oh jeez. And don't think he missed that sound from earlier. That was a sound that was as good as any music note.
While Eren touches his face, Elliot moves his hand to push some bangs out of Eren's face gently. He'll try to follow the wrestling analogy]
Don't pass out yet though. It's just round one.
[He has no idea if he got it anywhere near right, but hey, he tried. ]
[ pro as in a pro at knocking out eren jaeger. no one else ever got that gold belt! or even came close to it. just elliot. and to that, eren chuckles. what makes his face brighten (and deepen in color) a little more is the analogy, his grin widening to show his teeth. good job elliot, that was a success. ]
Round one, huh?
[ he keeps looking from his eyes to his lipsā it was really easy to want to kiss them again, placing a hand just over elliotās torso before he decides to slip down to his waist. this has been not only . . . fun, but a wonderful flirt session. eren tries to look surprised, nose to nose with elliot. ]
[ ok, youāre ready? youāre ready. he secures elliot into a side hold enough that their bodies are facing each other, erenās a tad more over his, one arm around his lower back while his other hand pushes all of elliotās bangs hair to leave his forehead exposed, running to the back of his neck. ]
Itās the fight bell.
[ okay, that sounded better in his head and heās a tiny bit embarrassed, enough that he ducks his head almost sheepishly. you put yourself in this situation, eren, now you have to live without deletion! ]
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while eren is also completely canon blind to rent, there goes knowing where that actually comes fromā except that felt too poetic not to be lyrics. ]
Is that a song?
[ you beautiful, beautiful music nerd, thatās cute š ]
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Heehee, yeah. It's from Rent.
[Which of course he'll sing the verse:]
ā« Live in my house
Iāll be your shelter
Just pay me back
With one thousand kisses
Be my lover
And Iāll cover you ā«
[The glowing and gently dropping feathers appear like before, but Elliot's not at all fazed by that. They're alone and he's a little caught up staring up at those blue eyes and smile]
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how does he need to be reminded with that well beyond happy look he sees in elliotās eyes, staring back at him as he watches like a starstruck fool? ]
That sounds just about right.
[ but he canāt quite hold back how his heart just tells him to take him, you just want to kiss the boy. he pours himself and his devotion in one passionate push forward, lips over lips, and both hand pulling his face to his own. heās yours, elliot. he entrusts you with this untamed shounen heart of his. ]
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Eren's reaction to his singing makes him a little giddy. Watching his face melt into that soft smile, those starstruck eyes that stared down at him. It was an incredible expression, and there are a bit of glee in knowing he was the one to cause it.
Next thing he knows, his face is being pulled up and he's locked in a passionate kiss. Even without taste, it's easy to tell the intensity Eren is putting into it. Long gone are the timid days of unsure kissing with Eren, it seems. Not that Elliot minds. He returns the kiss with ease, trying to match the level of passion that Eren is putting into it. His hand stays in Eren's hair, fingers wrapping into the curls. Meanwhile his other arm moves to rest on Eren's waist, trying his best to get at a good angle to kiss the other as long as possible.]
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and he loves it; how elliot kisses him back fires him up, to feel him respond with a matching answer the way a duet was. he parts his mouth more, coaxing elliotās to do the same and following the tilt of his head to make it comfortable and lasting. from hands to his face, he handles with care, still gentle even with intensity; both arms slink around him, closer to his legs and hands slip under, between elliot and the cushion. heās up to something, it seems, but he doesnāt break the kiss as he movesā he wants to be breathless, and he wants elliot to cause that.
until he hauls himself onto his feet, upright, and heyā are you on the cushions anymore? no, hun . . . heās picked you up with ease (
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It's only when he gets lifted up does he notice. He gives a little surprised squeak and breaks the kiss from surprise. He feels a little internal flail as the support of the cushions are now gone. His arms move quickly to wrap around Eren's neck, for support. He's not scared, just a little startled. He hasn't been carried bridal style since he was a little kid by family members, man.]
S-Strong...!
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that is, if he wasnāt stepping back right into the couch at full speed, hitting it and falling backwards. ]
Uhā!
[ IMMEDIATE GRIPPING ALL OVER THE PLACE, PROTECT ELLIOT AT ALL COSTS ]
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Whew, haha...didn't mean to do that?
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phew, it was. a good save. ]
N . . . Hah. [ thats a sheepish agreement, but ] Totally meant to do this, though.
[ IT WAS THE PLAN ALL ALONG except without the falling ]
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Yeah? Planning to take me somewhere?
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[ a playful grin from the earlier show of LOVE FUELED FISTICUFFS. surprise the gag tag is actually the real deal. but erenās room is most def the comfiest of places, like. itās like a separate apartment. that bed is the size of an mma cage?? ]
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Hehe, like one of those romance movies.
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erenās face heats right up, so elliot isnāt alone there either. he doesnāt know much about romance movies beyond the tragic classics. ]
Letās seeā
[ hope youāre ready for round two, and with his hands on elliotās hips, he holds his breath and lifts them both up in a single sit-up, sitting on the couchās arm and letting him settle on his lap in any way heād like. now, how to actually pick him up this time . . . without getting struck on flirt staring. ]
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Oh- one sec.
[He'll let his arms go, while still sitting on Eren's lap, and quickly remove his arms out of his jacket. Underneath, he just has a basic t-shirt on. Once the coat is off, he'll drop it on the couch and bring his now bare arms back around Eren's neck. ]
O-Okay. Take me away.
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but eren awaits, patiently and hovering around his face and jawline while he does so, to distract him with brushes. once heās readyā eren lifts elliot much higher than a bridal style carry, arms secure just under his bottom and hopping into a stand. and away they go! speed walking!! ]
Youāve got three seconds.
[ three seconds to...... prepare thyself??? heās gonna throw them both. ]
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Those brushes were quite distracting! He's smiling a lot, and when he gets lifted up like that, he'll make a surprised laugh and squeak because he was not expected being lifted that way.
And three seconds huh?]
Aha, do your worst.
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Take-downā! [ heās going to lock him into a mount for kisses. attack on kisses. it isnāt always that eren chooses to play around, but it happened, and itās nice to see him acting his age sometimes. too many frowns and heās going to get wrinkles way too early. ]
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[He says as he gets thrown down onto the bed, laughing and giving a playful squeal as it happens. Even with the aggressive act, he lands on the bed gently and safely thanks to Eren holding back. He makes a show of trying to squirm out of the hold, but the moment Eren leans down to kiss him, Elliot lifts his head to meet him halfway, kissing assertively and holding onto the back of Eren's head to go along with the playing around. ]
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mood ]
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The kiss lasts for a good long while. When Elliot finally breaks it, he's breathless in his words. Words kept low enough as if this is meant to stay between the two of them]
Want me to stay the night?
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he should. calm down a little. changing his position and rolling a little sideways to still be close and facing elliot, not really making an effort to detangle. and while he does that, he gives a chuckle thatās short and just as breathless, propping his head up with his arm and letting his hand touch elliotās face, thumb pressing through his cheek with the lightest of brushes while he subtly licks his lips. elliotās were that plumpy red and so were his, probably. very good kissing.
Thatād make the day. [ and, you know what??? ] You K.O.ād me better than a pro.
[ how to make eren lose in everything: elliot kisses ]
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[The way Eren says it, it definitely sounds like it's supposed to be a good thing, even if it's not clear what a "pro" is supposed to be in this situation. So, he'll take it as praise.
But man, did he like seeing Eren's face look that way. Red hot while he licks those plumpy lips of his, his voice a little breathless. Oh jeez. And don't think he missed that sound from earlier. That was a sound that was as good as any music note.
While Eren touches his face, Elliot moves his hand to push some bangs out of Eren's face gently. He'll try to follow the wrestling analogy]
Don't pass out yet though. It's just round one.
[He has no idea if he got it anywhere near right, but hey, he tried. ]
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Round one, huh?
[ he keeps looking from his eyes to his lipsā it was really easy to want to kiss them again, placing a hand just over elliotās torso before he decides to slip down to his waist. this has been not only . . . fun, but a wonderful flirt session. eren tries to look surprised, nose to nose with elliot. ]
Did you hear that?
[ eren what are you talking about ]
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[Well he's sure glad it was a success. He blinks once in confusion, because he has good hearing but he sure didn't hear anything]
Hear what?
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Itās the fight bell.
[ okay, that sounded better in his head and heās a tiny bit embarrassed, enough that he ducks his head almost sheepishly. you put yourself in this situation, eren, now you have to live without deletion! ]
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