Lee Sung-min. (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
deathsiren) wrote2021-01-31 10:34 pm
deathsiren) wrote2021-01-31 10:34 pm
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@dash.
A string of cake emoji! That's even more special.
I'm still looking. How about you?
Oh. Do you plan on wooing me in French?
Spoiler: it'll work.
I bet that's even cuter.
very much so, thank you! 💕
i think the jury's still out. sometimes you find someone, but you're not sure who they're going to be to you. does that make sense? i feel like that happens to me a lot.
i can maybe shoot a few romantic things your way if you want to hear! but i could also say some silly things.
if only i'd gotten a selfie then. oh well, maybe sometime in person!
💖😻
Oh no, that happens to me all the time but I tend to be 'get feelings too quick' type.
I would like the silly things!
Oh, it'll happen plenty in person.
😻
😽😉
😍🐱
👀😄
🌟💖
👍🍰
🍰🍰🍰🍰🍰!!
🎉🎂
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@neve.
My bae is in denial. It's like a western song.
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the arriving since they got sidetracked
When the door opened, Sungmin wasted little time slipping in and heading right for the kitchen. "French dishes, right?" he asked, setting down one of his binders on a free space on the counter. "I have plenty of options in the French cuisine tab of you want to look and see what might work? Do you know what they like at all? Or any food allergies?" All business but he leaned in to give Dash a quick hug.
they're so chatty!
True to his name, he dashes over to open it, swinging the door wide. He's clad in leggings and an oversized sweater, which is apparently cooking attire. Quick to beckon Sungmin into the kitchen, Dash nods so much his head might very well fall off. "Right," he affirms, waiting to answer the other questions until they've shared that brief embrace.
"Let's see... I know they like seafood, so I got some things- in the refrigerator? You can check anything you want." A beat. "And no food allergies. They told me that." This is said while he shuffles over to the binder, propping it open to page through.
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@dash.
[ Giving a little mock bow, he held out an arm for Dash to take to do just as instructed. Dash needed coffee and some rest to not have the worst hangover. The water would help as well but still nothing replaced resting.
They arrived at the door, Sungmin looking over at Dash with the fondest look. ]
I do feel less alone. [ A pause. ] Really thanks to you. [ Another slight pause. ] What about you?
Do you have your key?
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Of course, when they get to the door, he has to disentangle himself for the keys. He puts off doing this for a moment to look at Sungmin again. ]
I think... I might not be lost. [ He cocks his head to the side. ] Not anymore.
[ That thought will flutter around in his head awhile until he's totally sober again, most likely. ] Right, keys... [ He fumbles around in the pockets of the bathrobe, miraculously extracting a set of keys with a giant fluffy, multi-colored keychain attached. ] Gotcha.
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Let's get you on the couch and I'll start making you some coffee. Keep drinking the water. [ He gave an encouraging look as he nudged Dash over to the couch. ] Do you want a change of clothes or are you still okay working that robe of yours?
[ Was he fretting? Just a little.
Blushing some, he moved into the kitchen to start the coffee, humming some under his breath because it would help stop any headaches or pains for Dash. Sirens could be very handy when it came to hangovers. ]
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@livy (nsfw).
For example, the current moment as his eyes fluttered open to take in Livy perched above him and very naked. Eyes widening, his breath hitched some in is chest because wowza. Talk about a wake up call.
Groaning low in his throat, he leaned up even with his mind still fuzzy of sleep to slowly lick over her, tapping the very tip of his tongue over her clit to tease more than anything else.
But he didn't keep to the teasing very long, licking his way inside of her as his thumb rubbed circles over her clit to have as much stimulation as possible. ]
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He'd once told her that sirens felt a connection to water, felt stronger by it. Livy had told him after a moment that she, as a succubus, took strength in physical touch. It was in her genetic make-up, as much as water was in his. Most of her kind didn't hold back from touching others. They stroked, they hugged too long, they tried for skin-to-skin contact as much as possible, and they indulged in sex often because who wouldn't want to ride that high? It was better for them than any connection they could have had with the person. Livy's heart was too big to be like them. She'd craved intimacy as much as physical touch, and had held everyone at arm's length who couldn't prove they wanted her for more than what they thought she was.
Sungmin was everything she'd wanted and a great deal more than she hadn't known she'd needed. He was the reason she felt free to take liberties that she never had with anyone else before. He was the reason she felt free to be herself, in her entirety. Livy the woman. Livy the girlfriend. Livy the succubus.
She smiles down at him once his eyes open, hair tumbling past her shoulders over her chest, and sighs his name as she watches him lean up between her thighs. Hands braced on the headboard of the bed, she keeps still as he licks her, certain that her control won't last long. Not when he knows just how to press his tongue inside her and how to rub her clit to make her toes curl and the muscles in her legs clench tightly.]
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Groaning from her taste, he pushed back some to switch things up. He slipped fingers inside of her to thrust and curl, his tongue sliding along her clit.
Darkened eyes glanced up at her, free hand tapping at her thigh to let her know she could move how she wanted. ]
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beachy keen.
It's also for the purpose of getting over a particular obstacle. That obstacle being the fact that he can't seem to turn off whatever godly power he now possesses and it's honestly making some of his, ahem, goals with Sungmin sort of hard to achieve. It's something that sounds a little silly when said, but the consequences are starting to form a dilemma that he's pretty determined to see solved. And when Dash is determined, well.
Thus, beach retreat. He's taking it pretty seriously, having packed two sizable bags with various supplies for the vacation. When they arrive, he unpacks one of the two, but pushes the other aside.
Once that's done, he turns his attention to Sungmin. "So," he says, clasping his hands together behind his back. "What do you want to do first?
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Gazing around the room for a moment, he sat down one of the bags with a nod of his head. Very nice and the wafting of the sea existed as an aphrodisiac for a siren. The whole atmosphere, actually, not that he needed much help with Dash involved. The prince had more sex appeal and seduction than he seemed to actually understand. Sungmin would help him there, gladly.
"How do you feel about a bath?" he asked, reaching over for the bag he put down to dig around for a thing of bubble bath to hold up. "I have rose petals too or is that too cheesy? Do we have a too cheesy level?" He didn't think so but better to ask just in case. "And maybe you should kiss me."
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@neve. ( fake dating au ).
[ a much bigger favor than he wanted to ask for but he hoped neve would be okay with it because he didn't know who else to turn to. and he couldn't show up at the retreat without a boyfriend after the big thing with the rest of the small business owners grouping. ]
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slams in here
[well that's an alarming text to get from your employee.]
don't worry its ok
but something weird happened
so excited!
are you okay?
i'm coming down there.
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