My room’s not that far of a walk— 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 eren’s room is most def the comfiest of places, like. it’s 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 he’s said it and from elliot’s reaction as a whole. it’s . . . actually pretty dang appealing, from the sheepish snuggle up he gets into his neck to seeing him bite his lip a bit from here.
eren’s face heats right up, so elliot isn’t alone there either. he doesn’t know much about romance movies beyond the tragic classics. ]
Let’s see—
[ hope you’re ready for round two, and with his hands on elliot’s hips, he holds his breath and lifts them both up in a single sit-up, sitting on the couch’s arm and letting him settle on his lap in any way he’d 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 he’s ready— 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!! ]
You’ve got three seconds.
[ three seconds to...... prepare thyself??? he’s 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 move— a judo-like overhead throw with a twist that swerved his own body into a spin backwards. they’ll both spring against the mattress on impact, and while aggressive in nature it’s held back and done in a fairly gentle, playful way. oh but it’s not over yet! ]
Take-down–! [ he’s going to lock him into a mount for kisses. attack on kisses. it isn’t always that eren chooses to play around, but it happened, and it’s nice to see him acting his age sometimes. too many frowns and he’s 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 eren’s 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, he’s heating up, responding to touch with a sound he wasn’t 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, eren’s 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 that’s short and just as breathless, propping his head up with his arm and letting his hand touch elliot’s face, thumb pressing through his cheek with the lightest of brushes while he subtly licks his lips. elliot’s were that plumpy red and so were his, probably. very good kissing.
That’d make the day. [ and, you know what??? ] You K.O.’d 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 lips— it was really easy to want to kiss them again, placing a hand just over elliot’s 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, you’re ready? you’re ready. he secures elliot into a side hold enough that their bodies are facing each other, eren’s a tad more over his, one arm around his lower back while his other hand pushes all of elliot’s bangs hair to leave his forehead exposed, running to the back of his neck. ]
It’s the fight bell.
[ okay, that sounded better in his head and he’s 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! ]
[ let him escape from his own embarrassment, at least for like half a second. half a second over, looking up onece a hand touches his cheek. he looks interested! eren adores challenges to no end, and the one other thing he can’t ever say no to. ]
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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 eren’s room is most def the comfiest of places, like. it’s 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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eren’s face heats right up, so elliot isn’t alone there either. he doesn’t know much about romance movies beyond the tragic classics. ]
Let’s see—
[ hope you’re ready for round two, and with his hands on elliot’s hips, he holds his breath and lifts them both up in a single sit-up, sitting on the couch’s arm and letting him settle on his lap in any way he’d 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 he’s ready— 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!! ]
You’ve got three seconds.
[ three seconds to...... prepare thyself??? he’s 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-down–! [ he’s going to lock him into a mount for kisses. attack on kisses. it isn’t always that eren chooses to play around, but it happened, and it’s nice to see him acting his age sometimes. too many frowns and he’s 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 that’s short and just as breathless, propping his head up with his arm and letting his hand touch elliot’s face, thumb pressing through his cheek with the lightest of brushes while he subtly licks his lips. elliot’s were that plumpy red and so were his, probably. very good kissing.
That’d make the day. [ and, you know what??? ] You K.O.’d 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 lips— it was really easy to want to kiss them again, placing a hand just over elliot’s 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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It’s the fight bell.
[ okay, that sounded better in his head and he’s 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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- Oh! Haha, that's right. I think I did hear it...
[But hey no ducking your head like that, he'll bring his hand over to cup his cheek, thumb brushing over his cheek bone]
Ehe, that said, I think I have idea if we do wanna make this a little competition...
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Lay it on me.
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Well...
[And whatever the suggestion is? It shall remain a mystery to gentle stalkers. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ]