but there's something in scien's chest that warms at that. to be cherished, is it? a foreign sentiment to a god who is so accustomed to giving unconditionally while expecting nothing in return. it's sweet. he thinks he could get used to this.
and so he'll give lucas another kiss, licking into his mouth insistently as if hoping that he'll be able to capture those words again with a curious swipe of his tongue.
even when he pulls away, his eyes are bright ]
To offer me such sweet words... Are you looking for me to spoil you more?
[ is it a bribe? scien accepts. "lucas didn't say it was a bribe" accepts ]
[HE REALLY MUST BE. WHO THE HELL TRAINS UP A PERSONAL ASSASSIN EXPECTING HIM TO FALL FOR THE TARGET THAT'S SOME AO3 BULLSHIT.
But he settles into Scien's arms and allows him to explore as he pleases, returning the curiosity with hunger of his own that builds in his enthusiasm. It's nowhere near as wild as that very first kiss had been but HOPEFULLY NOTHING EVER WILL BE the aftermath was too scary. When he pulls back, he kisses the corner of Scien's mouth.]
I think you already spoil me more than enough.
[The way this is the Catholic Guilt but is also factually correct, local serial killer Lucas Proust really does get spoiled WAY TOO MUCH BY SCIEN BROFIISE.]
[ OOOOHHHHH LUCASCI YOUR ABSOLUTELY INSANE AO3 BULLSHIT
but it's fine, it doesn't need to be as wild as their first kiss. for now. scien thinks it would be funnier to build to that point again gradually and when it's safer to. but as is, he takes note of that answering hunger and grins faintly when lucas gives him another kiss. ]
I can and will be much worse. Or better, depending on perspective.
It is. I haven't forgotten my intention to make sure that you're happy for the rest of your life.
[ SO ARROGANT MY GODDD
but again the lil machine will go beep beep wow there's lucas's uhhhh banging drug and antidote i guess. scien will give him one more kiss before going to get up ]
You've already given me plenty of happiness, you know.
[He's satisfied with that and will HAVE TO BE BECAUSE HE'S GOING TO RUN LIKE A MANIAC. But he'll just watch Scien go, fond and warm and also a little curious even though he is still a touch apprehensive about this DON'T JUST CALL IT BANGING DRUG EVEN THOUGH I DID FIRST]
scien will just come back though, bringing along two vials in a drinkable form. he lifts the antidote first: ]
Here, for whenever you want it. [ and then he'll place it on the bedside table within easy reach. afterwards, he lifts the other vial ]
Three hours of twenty-seven minutes of inhibited strength. If you decide you don't like it, you can take the antidote at any time.
[ and he'll offer the vial out for lucas to take himself this time. once he takes it, scien will wrap an arm around lucas to fit him against his side again, kissing his cheek like that'll help ease some of those nerves again ]
He'll nod at the antidote though, watching it be placed on the table. After the explanation, he'll reach out to take the vial. Thinking about how Scien is truly so good to him genuinely and he trusted Scien before he had any affection for him, but it's also hilarious how fast he's willing to trust people about medical shit given his history. He'll lean against Scien, though, allowing himself to just settle against him for a few moments, feeling his warmth and heartbeat.
But eventually, he'll put the vial to his lips, pause for a second, and then drink down the contents. Leaning over to set the empty vial next to the antidote... Then leaning back and holding a hand out for Scien so he can give delicate paw.]
anyway it's truly so funny how trusting lucas is. he really is just someone who wants to believe in someone, anyone, and he has only just recently placed his faith into someone who refuses to do wrong by him. scien doesn't rush lucas, instead just waiting patiently. lucas could even decide in this moment that he doesn't want to do this at all, and scien would simply just go back to kissing him with an abundance of caution.
but as he takes the antidote, some of that heaviness will return. it won't be to the same debilitating extent as before, but with having to put in more effort to use his strength, it simultaneously lowers the maximum threshhold of how much damage he can do.
scien isn't thinking about that, though. he's just endeared by lucas choosing to reach out for his hand first. so to answer him, the same way that lucas has been answering him over the past few weeks, scien will give paw without question. ]
[STOP THAT you said i wish for death but scien brofiise would never make this kind of mistake
Hm... He sits here with the heaviness as it begins, and it isn't anywhere near as bad as it was before, though he's still a little uncertain in how he feels about it. He lifts his free arm a little. The hand that Scien placed his into doesn't hold it just yet.]
...It's still a rather unpleasant sensation... [But he's not spooked or anxious, at least, considering there's an antidote right there if he needs it.
Eventually, when he feels like it's safe enough to do so, he'll test his grip strength - or rather, how careful he does or doesn't need to be, wrapping his fingers around Scien's hand gently. It's probably a weird fucking grip because he's dealing with the combination of losing his max strength, gaining it back after two months of adjusting to being nerfed, and then losing a bit of it again but in the weird way of having deadass limbs, but it isn't overly-strong, at least.]
but instead scien will just take that into consideration, his emotions turning a bit reflective. when he presses another kiss to lucas's face, it's a touch apologetic ]
When we have more time, I'll rework it so that the results remain the same but the discomfort eases.
[ so that there's less of a physical weight component.... but scien accepts the grip without much concern. he just answers by holding lucas's hand back ]
[HELP MEEE also lucas who's out here like i will not need this again but thanks.]
I appreciate it... [He does still appreciate the sentiment, at least, leaning into Scien and turning to catch his mouth in another kiss.]
But that's good.
[Gently interlacing their fingers... HE REALLY GOT BLASTED SO HARD IN JUST TWO WEEKS. IT WAS NOT THAT LONG AGO THAT HE WAS STILL HESITANT WHEN SCIEN LACED THEIR FINGERS TOGETHER IN PUBLIC.]
[ still the funniest misunderstanding of all time but lucas can have exactly one year to run after this even though he must face the tragic inevitability of love.
but scien will kiss him back, because what else can he do? for a god, he is someone who truly keeps getting caught in lucas's orbit and always allows gravity to take him as it pleases. scien will interlace their fingers, but re-situate them so that lucas is on his lap and can be held even closer ]
[IT REALLY IS SO STUPID. LUCAS IS TRULY THE DUMBASS OF ALL TIME!!!!! Love will be his executioner it's fine and deserved.
For now, he'll just settle himself on Scien's lap, reaching up with his free hand to tentatively touch Scien's cheek (face).]
Not so much, no. It isn't terrible.
[Just vaguely discomforted in the way you could expect it to be suddenly adding like Rock Lee training weights on to make sure you don't accidentally kill someone. Buckwild.]
It's worth what discomfort exists.
[He hasn't been able to touch people freely for ONE DAY.]
[ scien is still for all of one second when lucas's hands come up to touch his face, and then he turns toward him. last time lucas had been blind and had his sense of touch dulled for this sensation, but now he simply presses light kisses against his fingertips. a brush of lips against every point of contact, so remarkably gentle from an otherwise cold person. ]
As long as you're certain.
You know you are free to change your mind at any point.
[ the same way that lucas eased scien's discomfort after he didn't take his medicine, he should offer himself. any of his choices are his own, and reversible ]
[The way that Lucas has truly never once experienced the cold Scien Brofiise that some other people do. Absolutely hilarious.
His touch is careful, and there's a little spill of affection when his fingertips are kissed so gently. As almost always, there's still an inescapable thread of something violent, but it's not so close to the surface lately, and Lucas is getting better at living alongside it without allowing it to control him. Most times, at least.]
I know. But for now, this is fine. I don't mind it if this is what I get.
[Being able to hold Scien's hand without worry of crushing it, being able to touch his cheek and feel his lips against his fingers. He leans forward, returning the forehead kiss he'd been given earlier.]
[ cute...... scien doesn't expect the forehead kiss either, and there is just a small blip of surprise before that feeling also melts into something warm and affectionate. disgusting.
though he'll turn his head so that he can tilt his chin upward and catch lucas's mouth with his own instead. mwah ]
Allow me to give you all this and infinitely more.
People really think he is the most Catholic nun out there and he is very Catholic but his terrible drinking habits should be all anything needs to know honestly. Chastity isn't unimportant to him but the devil has been tempting him for DAYS AND DAYS AND DAYS and it's not like this will ever be a problem for him at any point in the future that he has barely thought about at all.
So he seems to sit with the words for a few moments, considering them as he cards his fingers through Scien's hair a bit absentmindedly. There's something fluttery that brings a little bright bubble of something both amused and pleased to the surface, though. Tell him two months ago he'd let the devil call him his lover and he'd have laughed himself to Hades, damn.
Eventually, he leans forward to kiss Scien again, smiling against his mouth - just a small little quirk.]
[ scien finds himself wondering just how bad his greed is going to get here. he is not a demanding lover. he does not ask for very much at all. but his wants are intense, when they do come to pass. there is truly nothing about scien brofiise that is even remotely capable of being casual or half-hearted. everything he pursues, he does so with the full intensity of his remade heart.
and so when lucas gives him another kiss, presses that smile so sweetly against his lips—scien can only nip lightly at his bottom lip, teasing. ]
I'll allow anything from you. But you'd best be fully aware of what you're getting yourself into.
[ and then he'll return them to a familiar position from earlier. lucas laid gently down upon the bed, and scien following after him. this time, he doesn't bother with the space between their bodies. rather, he keeps them pressed so closely that he wonders if he can feel lucas's heartbeat against his ribcage. ]
Whatever affection you give me, I will pay back to you fifty times over.
[It's the fucking feedback loop it's gonna get his ass...
Again, he'll allow himself to be laid down, and accepts the warmth and weight of Scien against him. His own heart is picking up in speed somewhat, little anticipatory skips as he shifts until he's comfortable and then lets his hands loop around Scien, finally able to touch instead of just having to rest his arms against his shoulders. He just lets his hands rest against his back for now, though, low and gentle.]
Oh, my... I may not survive. [HIS HEART!! But it's just a gentle tease because honestly he is still affected by the depth of the loss he'd felt not that many days ago over the stupid fucking foot massacre. One of the hands at his back moves again so that he can gently cup Scien's face, and there's a little mischievous twinkle in his eye.]
But I'll do my best to keep up with your affections, even so.
[ it is a gentle tease... scien has had enough days to recover from that stupid, stupid encounter—but at the same time, it did inform this heart of something important. he won't be able to survive in a world where lucas isn't. their upcoming situation is already warped. the lucas that is waiting for scien isn't this lucas, and there will never be a way to reconcile those memories.
and yet, he doesn't feel that this is the right time to mourn it. not when he would rather enjoy every single second that they're afforded, given how far they'd come.
when lucas's mischief comes to the forefront of his emotions, scien only finds himself so very curious. he wants to invite more of that still. the hand not maintaining his balance simply trails from where it rested at lucas's hip, meandering up his lower abdomen, torso, chest until his fingers find the fastens of his shirt. the top buttons had already been undone to give access to his neck, so why not a few more?
scien's own desire only grows, even as he leans down to press another kiss to lucas's mouth. when he pulls back, it's not far. distance is the last thing he wants. ]
[It's a quiet tragedy waiting to unfold, but Lucas certainly isn't going to be the first one to look it in the eye. He much prefers this - the ability to focus on the here and now, even if it may end so soon.
As Scien's hand wanders, Lucas will let his hand mirror the path, moving to tug up his shirt so he can run his fingers along the small of his back and feel his way up his spine. Even now, he's still cautious - even though the violence is so far below surface, and his limbs feel heavy enough that it would take effort to do true harm. But be enjoys the feel of it, anyway. The warmth and the softness, all the way until his fingers run up and over his shoulder, where they can hook there and rest comfortably for a moment.
There's still softness in his expression, even with the mischief, even as the hunger in him shows its tooth again. He closes the small gap between them in another kiss, and another, tender and wanting. His other hand rises so his fingers can thread through Scien's hair, and there's the softest little laugh.]
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but there's something in scien's chest that warms at that. to be cherished, is it? a foreign sentiment to a god who is so accustomed to giving unconditionally while expecting nothing in return. it's sweet. he thinks he could get used to this.
and so he'll give lucas another kiss, licking into his mouth insistently as if hoping that he'll be able to capture those words again with a curious swipe of his tongue.
even when he pulls away, his eyes are bright ]
To offer me such sweet words... Are you looking for me to spoil you more?
[ is it a bribe? scien accepts. "lucas didn't say it was a bribe" accepts ]
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But he settles into Scien's arms and allows him to explore as he pleases, returning the curiosity with hunger of his own that builds in his enthusiasm. It's nowhere near as wild as that very first kiss had been but HOPEFULLY NOTHING EVER WILL BE the aftermath was too scary. When he pulls back, he kisses the corner of Scien's mouth.]
I think you already spoil me more than enough.
[The way this is the Catholic Guilt but is also factually correct, local serial killer Lucas Proust really does get spoiled WAY TOO MUCH BY SCIEN BROFIISE.]
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but it's fine, it doesn't need to be as wild as their first kiss. for now. scien thinks it would be funnier to build to that point again gradually and when it's safer to. but as is, he takes note of that answering hunger and grins faintly when lucas gives him another kiss. ]
I can and will be much worse. Or better, depending on perspective.
[ and that's a promise, darling ]
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Scien continues to be a problem on main but unfortunately Lucas is fine with this problem on main.]
Is it something to look forward to, then?
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[ SO ARROGANT MY GODDD
but again the lil machine will go beep beep wow there's lucas's uhhhh banging drug and antidote i guess. scien will give him one more kiss before going to get up ]
I'll get that then.
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[He's satisfied with that and will HAVE TO BE BECAUSE HE'S GOING TO RUN LIKE A MANIAC. But he'll just watch Scien go, fond and warm and also a little curious even though he is still a touch apprehensive about this DON'T JUST CALL IT BANGING DRUG EVEN THOUGH I DID FIRST]
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scien will just come back though, bringing along two vials in a drinkable form. he lifts the antidote first: ]
Here, for whenever you want it. [ and then he'll place it on the bedside table within easy reach. afterwards, he lifts the other vial ]
Three hours of twenty-seven minutes of inhibited strength. If you decide you don't like it, you can take the antidote at any time.
[ and he'll offer the vial out for lucas to take himself this time. once he takes it, scien will wrap an arm around lucas to fit him against his side again, kissing his cheek like that'll help ease some of those nerves again ]
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He'll nod at the antidote though, watching it be placed on the table. After the explanation, he'll reach out to take the vial. Thinking about how Scien is truly so good to him genuinely and he trusted Scien before he had any affection for him, but it's also hilarious how fast he's willing to trust people about medical shit given his history. He'll lean against Scien, though, allowing himself to just settle against him for a few moments, feeling his warmth and heartbeat.
But eventually, he'll put the vial to his lips, pause for a second, and then drink down the contents. Leaning over to set the empty vial next to the antidote... Then leaning back and holding a hand out for Scien so he can give delicate paw.]
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anyway it's truly so funny how trusting lucas is. he really is just someone who wants to believe in someone, anyone, and he has only just recently placed his faith into someone who refuses to do wrong by him. scien doesn't rush lucas, instead just waiting patiently. lucas could even decide in this moment that he doesn't want to do this at all, and scien would simply just go back to kissing him with an abundance of caution.
but as he takes the antidote, some of that heaviness will return. it won't be to the same debilitating extent as before, but with having to put in more effort to use his strength, it simultaneously lowers the maximum threshhold of how much damage he can do.
scien isn't thinking about that, though. he's just endeared by lucas choosing to reach out for his hand first. so to answer him, the same way that lucas has been answering him over the past few weeks, scien will give paw without question. ]
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Hm... He sits here with the heaviness as it begins, and it isn't anywhere near as bad as it was before, though he's still a little uncertain in how he feels about it. He lifts his free arm a little. The hand that Scien placed his into doesn't hold it just yet.]
...It's still a rather unpleasant sensation... [But he's not spooked or anxious, at least, considering there's an antidote right there if he needs it.
Eventually, when he feels like it's safe enough to do so, he'll test his grip strength - or rather, how careful he does or doesn't need to be, wrapping his fingers around Scien's hand gently. It's probably a weird fucking grip because he's dealing with the combination of losing his max strength, gaining it back after two months of adjusting to being nerfed, and then losing a bit of it again but in the weird way of having deadass limbs, but it isn't overly-strong, at least.]
Is that fine?
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but instead scien will just take that into consideration, his emotions turning a bit reflective. when he presses another kiss to lucas's face, it's a touch apologetic ]
When we have more time, I'll rework it so that the results remain the same but the discomfort eases.
[ so that there's less of a physical weight component.... but scien accepts the grip without much concern. he just answers by holding lucas's hand back ]
It is. It doesn't hurt.
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I appreciate it... [He does still appreciate the sentiment, at least, leaning into Scien and turning to catch his mouth in another kiss.]
But that's good.
[Gently interlacing their fingers... HE REALLY GOT BLASTED SO HARD IN JUST TWO WEEKS. IT WAS NOT THAT LONG AGO THAT HE WAS STILL HESITANT WHEN SCIEN LACED THEIR FINGERS TOGETHER IN PUBLIC.]
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but scien will kiss him back, because what else can he do? for a god, he is someone who truly keeps getting caught in lucas's orbit and always allows gravity to take him as it pleases. scien will interlace their fingers, but re-situate them so that lucas is on his lap and can be held even closer ]
Any other discomfort?
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For now, he'll just settle himself on Scien's lap, reaching up with his free hand to tentatively touch Scien's cheek (face).]
Not so much, no. It isn't terrible.
[Just vaguely discomforted in the way you could expect it to be suddenly adding like Rock Lee training weights on to make sure you don't accidentally kill someone. Buckwild.]
It's worth what discomfort exists.
[He hasn't been able to touch people freely for ONE DAY.]
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As long as you're certain.
You know you are free to change your mind at any point.
[ the same way that lucas eased scien's discomfort after he didn't take his medicine, he should offer himself. any of his choices are his own, and reversible ]
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His touch is careful, and there's a little spill of affection when his fingertips are kissed so gently. As almost always, there's still an inescapable thread of something violent, but it's not so close to the surface lately, and Lucas is getting better at living alongside it without allowing it to control him. Most times, at least.]
I know. But for now, this is fine. I don't mind it if this is what I get.
[Being able to hold Scien's hand without worry of crushing it, being able to touch his cheek and feel his lips against his fingers. He leans forward, returning the forehead kiss he'd been given earlier.]
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though he'll turn his head so that he can tilt his chin upward and catch lucas's mouth with his own instead. mwah ]
Allow me to give you all this and infinitely more.
That is my privilege as your lover.
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People really think he is the most Catholic nun out there and he is very Catholic but his terrible drinking habits should be all anything needs to know honestly. Chastity isn't unimportant to him but the devil has been tempting him for DAYS AND DAYS AND DAYS and it's not like this will ever be a problem for him at any point in the future that he has barely thought about at all.
So he seems to sit with the words for a few moments, considering them as he cards his fingers through Scien's hair a bit absentmindedly. There's something fluttery that brings a little bright bubble of something both amused and pleased to the surface, though. Tell him two months ago he'd let the devil call him his lover and he'd have laughed himself to Hades, damn.
Eventually, he leans forward to kiss Scien again, smiling against his mouth - just a small little quirk.]
As long as I'm allowed to return the favor.
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and so when lucas gives him another kiss, presses that smile so sweetly against his lips—scien can only nip lightly at his bottom lip, teasing. ]
I'll allow anything from you. But you'd best be fully aware of what you're getting yourself into.
[ and then he'll return them to a familiar position from earlier. lucas laid gently down upon the bed, and scien following after him. this time, he doesn't bother with the space between their bodies. rather, he keeps them pressed so closely that he wonders if he can feel lucas's heartbeat against his ribcage. ]
Whatever affection you give me, I will pay back to you fifty times over.
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Again, he'll allow himself to be laid down, and accepts the warmth and weight of Scien against him. His own heart is picking up in speed somewhat, little anticipatory skips as he shifts until he's comfortable and then lets his hands loop around Scien, finally able to touch instead of just having to rest his arms against his shoulders. He just lets his hands rest against his back for now, though, low and gentle.]
Oh, my... I may not survive. [HIS HEART!! But it's just a gentle tease because honestly he is still affected by the depth of the loss he'd felt not that many days ago over the stupid fucking foot massacre. One of the hands at his back moves again so that he can gently cup Scien's face, and there's a little mischievous twinkle in his eye.]
But I'll do my best to keep up with your affections, even so.
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and yet, he doesn't feel that this is the right time to mourn it. not when he would rather enjoy every single second that they're afforded, given how far they'd come.
when lucas's mischief comes to the forefront of his emotions, scien only finds himself so very curious. he wants to invite more of that still. the hand not maintaining his balance simply trails from where it rested at lucas's hip, meandering up his lower abdomen, torso, chest until his fingers find the fastens of his shirt. the top buttons had already been undone to give access to his neck, so why not a few more?
scien's own desire only grows, even as he leans down to press another kiss to lucas's mouth. when he pulls back, it's not far. distance is the last thing he wants. ]
I look forward to your attempts.
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As Scien's hand wanders, Lucas will let his hand mirror the path, moving to tug up his shirt so he can run his fingers along the small of his back and feel his way up his spine. Even now, he's still cautious - even though the violence is so far below surface, and his limbs feel heavy enough that it would take effort to do true harm. But be enjoys the feel of it, anyway. The warmth and the softness, all the way until his fingers run up and over his shoulder, where they can hook there and rest comfortably for a moment.
There's still softness in his expression, even with the mischief, even as the hunger in him shows its tooth again. He closes the small gap between them in another kiss, and another, tender and wanting. His other hand rises so his fingers can thread through Scien's hair, and there's the softest little laugh.]
I'll show you only my best.
[GUOBA GUOBA GOOBY CATHOLICISM.]