Angel's House

@Geonhak Angel straddled Geonhak's waist, for now, fingers brushing over the other's hands to get them to relax before guiding them to his own hips. He got himself comfortable and leaned down, smiling at the gymnast with his nose and lips just barely making contact with the other's. "I know you pretty much told me what you want," he whispered, eyes fixated on Geonhak's, even though the other had his eyes shut tightly. It was amusing to Angel. "Seeing you get flustered from having to say it directly is adorable," he added, still speaking quietly, "I doubt anyone else gets to see this side of you, and that makes me really happy."

Angel finally kissed him again, keeping it slow while he practically guided Geonhak with the kiss. His hands smoothed over the other's chest and only moved down as he began to shift down little by little. His kisses moved from his friend's lips to his neck. , did he want to bite into it again. He restrained himself though, biting into his own bottom lip to suffice for the time being. He attached his lips to the other's skin again and continued his journey down, somewhat taking his time admiring every inch of Geonhak's bare body again. He was doing his best to fight those thoughts trying to creep up to the forefront of his mind. Seoho was asleep so it was really his own thoughts now and they seemed louder because Seoho was resting. Angel was doing his best to pretend he wasn't getting that attached to Geonhak but it wasn't working and this moment felt as though it was solidifying it for him.

Getting himself eye level with Geonhak's length, his thoughts thankfully went out the door. He shifted himself up a little, tucking his hands under the other and hugging his hips really. He used his tongue and lips to capture the gymnast's tip, guiding his length past his lips. He bobbed his head slowly, gradually taking in more and slightly adjusting himself to a more comfortable position when he wanted to get in even more. As Angel grew used to his size, his motions sped up a bit, just enough that his saliva was starting to make the motions sound wet. Periodically, he'd look up at Geonhak, just wanting to make sure that he was actually pleasuring the other. He was thankful he could pretend at the moment that he wasn't doubting his actions, or more so his abilities.

@Seoho Geonhak was not used to feeling a silence stretch between himself and Angel after speaking. He wasn't used to silence with Angel around in any stretch. He knew that he was contemplative, occasionally seeming to vanish into himself for what he assumed was conversion with Seoho, it was still a strange concept to be sure. After his first experience rambling, his first experience drinking and now his first experience with anything remotely ual, Angel taking his time to consider and formulate a response was only fueling the uncertainty within himself. Normally he could ignore it, he'd trained to ignore any feeling when it came to many situations. It was dangerous to lose focus, if you lost focus you risked injury. A fact he knew all too well, and his body often liked to remind him. Even now with his job he couldn't allow his emotions to cloud a situation, he needed to be alert and ready for everything. In the moment but never let the moment control him.

This was a moment he quickly wanted to escape. It was slowly wrapping around him as if he were being dragged into the depths of the ocean. It was like when he slipped into his memories of the death he had caused. No matter how much he reasoned with the situation, no matter how much he reminded himself that his actions had saved him and his friends, he couldn't escape the emotion of it. Emotion was Geonhak's biggest weakness, something he didn't know how to control once it started to slip in. Uncertainty, confusion, care... everything he could feel was prone to quickly swamp him if he couldn't control it before it hit him. There was no nice stream of emotion that would pass him, a gentle movement that he could happily assess without getting lost, it was a wave slamming him over and over again into the sandy shore below its break point, with no escape for air or thought.

Angel's voice and Seoho's name were enough to pull himself out of his own mind. Thankfully, Geonhak was good at schooling his body most of the time, he hadn't thrown Angel aside, at most he'd clenched a hand into a tight fist. If Angel noticed he hoped they'd leave it forgotten for now. He wasn't ready for a discussion on his emotional weakness. So he focused on the words, on the meaning, on the feeling of Angel over him still. He returned the favour, he waited while Angel got out the words he wanted to say, or was it the words he was saying just to get something out? Geonhak was a little confused about some of it, but now wasn't the time to address it. He'd think about it more, he'd talk to Seoho about it tomorrow. For now, he would trust. Angel wouldn't hurt Seoho, Angel wouldn't hurt him. He could trust Angel.

Geonhak felt his eyes close as Seoho closed the space between them and he felt the other's lips against his once more. It was short, and he almost felt himself moving to chase the sensation that came from it. But more words came. Angel wanted him to say it, despite how Geonhk had already hinted rather heavily at exactly what it was he wanted. He swallowed thickly for a moment before letting out a breath. He dared not open his eyes, dared not look into the expression he was sure Angel was sporting. "I want your mouth"

@Geonhak That was one big thing that Angel and Seoho shared. They were both patient. Although Angel was more likely to act, even more so to act quite brashly or impulsively in response to a situation, they both were calculative creatures. The biggest difference was that Seoho swallowed a lot of things that hurt him. On the other hand, Angel would most likely cause pain to someone who hurt him. He'd find a way. He always did. That being said, watching Geonhak sort through his thoughts was always amusing to both Angel and Seoho. They'd been around him long enough to start picking up on the little things he probably wasn't aware of. From how he would fidget with his hands sometimes to the way his brows would pull together for the shortest of instances, he had non-verbals that conveyed a lot more than the gymnast would most likely ever actually voice.

Angel found himself leisurely rubbing at Geonhak's hip as he waited for him to speak, the motion only stopping briefly when he finally started to get it out. The gang leader remained quiet for a little longer, making sure Geonhak had gotten everything out before working on formulating a response. The question at the end is what messed him up though. He looked away, already feeling his ears turning red. Angel and Seoho had had this conversation before, not often but it had come up, even earlier that day. They both liked Geonhak, a lot really. He was the first person Seoho could say he really felt safe around aside from Angel, someone that not only watched out for him but was also willing to listen to his concerns. It was for similar reasons that Angel had taken to him. Initially, he did feel competition with the other, feeling that Seoho wouldn't want or need him around anymore should Geonhak suffice, and it made him very defensive. As they spent time around each other more and talked more and, more importantly, with Seoho telling Angel all about him, Angel began to lower his guard. Maybe a little too much.

"Seoho... wouldn't be against this," he wasn't quite sure how else to word it without outing himself. He doubted Geonhak would delve deeper into that, at least aloud. Angel and Seoho knew that Geonhak was a thinker. He'd hold onto and process things without actually mentioning it. Angel was going to have a blast explaining and defending himself with Seoho after all of this. "And it would affect him but not bother him. Seoho is playful but it's more his actions than his words, if he can help it. Part of me does wish that he'd made the attempt to make friends but I also am kind of selfish and don't want him to forget about me," Angel was rambling now, probably because he was feeling flustered as well. He got himself together and leaned in close. "It's okay. Maybe another time, I could give you what you want," he smiled and pressed a soft kiss to Geonhak's lips, "Tell me what you want for now though. Your wish is my command." He smirked, looking the other in his eyes.

@Seoho As soon as the words left Angel's mouth Geonhak felt guilt swell inside of him. While they were different people, they did inhabit the same physical form, and anything that happened to Angel would appear on Seoho. A fact he normally knew so very well but for some reason had completely slipped his mind this time as he continued to stare directly at the male in front of him, trying to work out what he was supposed to do now. Was it fair on Seoho to do anything with Angel, was it fair on Angel to even ask what Seoho thought of the situation? It was something he didn't really know how to approach, something he had never needed to consider before and he certainly did not wish to insult either of his friends. If he knew anything, honesty was the best approach. He hoped that Angel would understand and not take offence.

"I hadn't considered that... for a moment" He started, voice low, probably portraying his concern with this topic to his companion. He'd learnt very recently that Angel could read him a lot more than he thought. After another breath, he turned his gaze down to his lap, not really wanting to see the look on the other's face anymore. Not when his next words risked insulting him in some way. "I forgot to consider that your physical form is shared... and while... you may have... off the table... Which I thank you for considering what Seoho and I will need to do tomorrow in that... Your... your mouth would still affect him would it not?" He risked a glance up but quickly continued. "Before... before I make the choice... is he ok with this? With... us? What we are doing I mean... you know what I mean..." Normally a man of few words, rambling was new to Geonhak and he quickly clamped his lips shut forcing silence while he waited for Angel's response.

@Geonhak Angel waited patiently for Geonhak to finally give his answer before he chuckled and shook his head. "What I was intending to do wouldn't necessarily make you a bottom but," he tilted his head, a few different thoughts passing through his mind. "You don't have to say you're sorry for anything. You didn't do anything to apologize for," Angel assured the other, "But if that's the case, that gives you a couple of options. I'd give you an additional option but Seoho has the same schedule as you tomorrow and I might be a little too relentless, for the both of you."

He raised a brow, scanning over Geonhak's body and beginning to trace over it again, "So, I'll let you choose. I can use my mouth or my hands. I'll keep it simple and you can have more options next time." Next time wasn't even something Angel was questioning or considering at the moment. There was no telling if there even would be another shot like this between them but he was still going to be quite careful not to ruin it, especially since it was clear Geonhak lacked even the basics to some degree. The kid was cold but not heartless and Geonhak specifically was a catalyst for a completely different side of him altogether.

@Seoho Geonhak wanted to roll his eyes and smack the grin right off Angel's face, but he couldn't deny the other was right. He was fumbling over words left and right and he really didn't know how he was supposed to voice just about anything in this situation. This was a whole new world to him essentially and it was already embarrassing enough to know that he'd made the noises that he had and reacted as he had, rather than having to find words to actually speak about what was happened. He hated Angel right now, his confidence, his ease and the way he'd literally shut down his brain. He contemplated it once more, and thought about what he knew the next step was, before shaking his head again careful of their proximity. He was going to have to find words and he refused to stumble through them. Geonhak was the 'strong and silent' type, but he never stuttered through his words. When he spoke he knew what he was saying and what he wanted. This would have to be the same.

"I..." He started before letting out a breath as he considered once more what even the right words were. He glanced around before focusing on Angel again. He could do this, he knew Angel, he knew Seoho. Neither of them would hurt him, and as 'bad' as Angel was Geonhak had never ever felt that the other would put him through something he didn't want. "I don't... I'm not comfortable with the idea of being a bottom" He finally settled on, closing his eyes as he got through the words before opening them again to look at Angel, not really wanting to know what the reaction might be. "I'm sorry"

@Geonhak The sound Geonhak made had Angel pausing for a brief moment, eyes widening as he looked up at the other. There was no denying that sound went straight to his gut in the best way possible. It made sense to him in the back of his mind but, at the same time, he was still questioning how someone so hot could be this innocent. It was that much harder for him as it just made him want to mark the other even more, just downright claim him. He could only swear repeatedly in his head as continued Geonhak off until he finally decided to pull off.

He raised a brow as he watched Geonhak fold himself into the requested position. "You can just lower your legs if you start hurting from this position," he informed his friend. His fingers stopped when he noticed the way the other pulled away before chuckling softly, leaning in until their lips were almost brushing. "You don't what exactly," he raised a brow, smirking widely, "You're busy tomorrow. Don't worry. I'm not going to tear apart this cute little hole of yours or turn you out. Not this time."

Angel's grin only stretched wider before he was biting his lip, over them, "You have to use your words with me. You're always so good at telling me off but it seems like I've gotten you more flustered than I ever have. You just keep getting cuter."

@Seoho Geonhak was already so lost in his own thoughts that most things were beginning to just feel and not really register what they were. He was still aware of Angel's hand along his length, of the air-breathing over his skin and sending little chills over the heated flesh, he wasn't aware of the little adjustments, the shifts as Angel moved to look at him, moved to lean closer. He was acutely aware of the other's lips wrapping around the head of his shaft as it pulled a rather uncharacteristically loud and deep moan to rip from his throat. It was a sound he was very sure he'd never made before but the slick heat that wrapped around an area that was so very sensitive had thrown him for a loop. He didn't want to acknowledge that it had happened, and a part of him was ready to curse Angel if he dared to even make a sound about it, but of course, it wasn't over.

It didn't just stop with one , one , no, of course not. Geonhak looked, as best he could, at Angel as he continued to take more of his length into his mouth, that same moist warmth wrapping around him and pulling out another groan as his hands itched to move, to do something. His hips fought to stay still as his length craved more of that warmth. Geonhak wasn't sure if it was willpower or embarrassment that won out and kept his hips pressed firmly into the bedding, at least until Angel pulled off him and he felt lighter and less like his grip on reality was fading, even with the other's hands vigorously pumping his length still. The only saving grace he had now was instruction. He listened, of course, he did. He didn't know anything else, finally moving his arms (taking a moment to stretch his shoulders out) before doing as instructed.

It lasted all of about a second, Until he felt a finger pressing against his entrance, the cool air hitting as Angel's saliva hit his rim and his legs were down, body shifting back slightly as he sat up and looked at Angel, a blush across his cheeks as he shook his head slightly. "I... I don't..." He trailed off and shook his head again, letting out another soft breath before trying to get his mind in order.

@Geonhak Angel was aware of the different ways people could respond to stimulation. For some reason, although Geonhak wasn't making much noise, Angel still found himself very . In the back of his mind, he wondered if it had something to do with his bias toward the other but it was hard to deny the simple fact of how hot it was that Geonhak's body was showing just how he was. Angel was aware of just how hot the other felt under his touch. He could tell that his body had gotten hotter since this started. Geonhak was always quite warm but this was different.

He found himself raising his head, enough to watch his own hand the other. At this angle, it was very easy to take in every detail, Angel unconsciously his lips at the sight. His gaze switched to focus on Geonhak's face, tilting his head as he took him past his lips. At first, he just wrapped his lips around the gymnast's tip, lapping at it while he shallowly on it, gradually dropping his head and taking more. He ended up drooling, purposely really, over Geonhak's length, the sounds of his motions becoming much lewder due to the slickness. When he finally pulled off, with quite a loud pop, he was quick to use his fingers, pumping quickly, glad that he'd slicked him up as much as he had.

He shifted down some more before sitting up a bit. "Can you hold your legs up for me," he questioned, quietly directing the other on how to hold his thighs to keep his legs up and open for him. Angel grinned at the display, fingers still stroking Geonhak, even as he began pressing against the other's entrance with his thumb. He dribbled just enough, not wanting to make much of a mess, saliva running down Geonhak's skin toward his hole. Angel caught it with his thumb and used that to begin rubbing harder against the puckered ring.

@Seoho This was a whole new level of new for Geonhak. He's had hands and faces and god knew what else ending up in the wrong places many times, but this was different. This wasn't a slip of the hand, or a catch gone awry, this was intimate, in a way he was not remotely used to. He hadn't said it outright, but he hadn't been lying either. His uality was not something he ever explored. His attention had been so solely focused on Gymnastics when he was younger and then on just surviving in the blank nothingness of his world before Seoho, and then of course his attention was on keeping the other safe. There was no time to find what he liked, what he didn't, find someone to explore his body. Of course it would be Angel who ended up being that one, but still, everything was so different to him. Every inch of his skin burned with desire, each touch sending tingles over his skin that was making it frightfully difficult to understand what felt good and what just felt. It was overwhelming in the best way and the worst and Geonhak was sure the alcohol was not helping at all. Trying to focus on touches to his body and find a way to answer the question, at least one spot on his body (apart from the obvious) that he could say felt particularly better than another was strangely difficult and very distracting. So distracting he didn't even notice he attention to his nuts, despite how hot and stimulated his groin felt.

He barely registered lifting his hips to help remove his underwear. He did gasp at the sharp bite, groan and soothing , and relax once more at the sensation. It wasn't until he feel the cool air first hit his sensitive that he was aware just how he was compared. He looked down at Angel once more, looking over the expanse of his body, littered with faint red lines where Angel had seemingly clawed at him, for what he didn't understand. He was aware of the other's lips wrapped around his balls now and let his head drop back letting out a breathy moan, hands fidgeting above his head with the desire to move, to do something. What he'd make them do he didn't know, intuition was leading this entire event and he was a little worried about where it was going to take him. Still, he trusted Angel, Angel could be trusted. Angel would keep him safe.

@Geonhak Angel could tell that it was getting harder for Geonhak to reply. He wasn't the type to stutter but Angel had learned easily when the other was getting flustered since he seemed to have a knack for causing it to happen. "I'll help you find them," he whispered mindlessly, kissing back down Geonhak's side. He wanted to strip off that last bit of fabric censoring Geonhak from him but it was also forcing him to pace himself. After all, he didn't want to hurt Geonhak too much. Maybe on a day when there wasn't a performance or any sort of rehearsal. He sat up and raised the other's right leg, kissing from his heel to his thigh and then doing so with the other leg as well. After lowering them, he began to knead light circles into them, working his way up toward Geonhak's hips. Meanwhile, he'd gotten himself comfortable with his face nuzzled into his friend's groin, lips searching and finding the other's balls before trapping them between his lips through the fabric. Angel dragged his nails over the gymnast's body, trying to find ways to distract himself from marking him because it was absolute hell not being able to.

Getting himself to focus again, he finally tugged the waistband down enough to free Geonhak's length, eyeing it like he was hungry for it. It didn't help that being in such a private area of the other's, it was like he could just smell a very specific scent from Geonhak. Or, well, it was one he could get off the other, especially if he were around after a practice or performance. Granted, it wasn't surprising it was more concentrated below the waist, but Angel also just wondered if it was just his own hormones and need making it seem like more than it was. He was attracted to Geonhak in a much different way. He looked at others but he had to admit that he just didn't see anyone the way he saw him. Unconsciously, he bit into the junction where Geonhak's thigh met his balls. He lapped at the patch of skin somewhat apologetically before just letting himself on it. Angel only relented when he finally just tugged the other's underwear the rest of the way off, clearly fed up with them now. He properly got Geonhak's balls into his mouth, quite literally drooling over them as his mouth worked over them. The gang leader's hands roamed his friend's body, not wanting to admit it to himself that he just felt like he couldn't get enough of Geonhak already, and his scent was overwhelming him in all the right ways, proven by the tightness in his own pants.

@Seoho It was surprisingly easy to just, let go. To give into sensation and the alcohol-fueled haze in his mind thank Geonhak ever thought possible. Saying the words out loud had made it that much more obvious that he really did trust Angel. Sure there were times he thought the man out of his mind, but when it came down to it, he trusted Angel to do the right thing. He could let himself relax for now, here at Angel's place, where they were both safe. So he did. He let his walls down, laid back and focused on nothing but the feeling to Angel's hands, lips, tongue, whatever, on his body. He wasn't all that reserved about showing off his body, sure he didn't parade it around but he did do Gymnastics for a long time and the outfits in Cirque weren't always... well modest. Feeling the attention to his already hard , and then feeling it leave again, it made it easy to let Angel take the lead. His pants were gone, he was moved, and his hands were 'pinned'. It was all easy, and as much as Geonhak wanted to move his hands, to touch to do something... he didn't dare do it. Instead, he focused, not bothering to answer Angel at all, focusing on how he felt about certain things.

The obvious was how it felt to have Angel's hands wrapped around his shaft, and he had to admit it felt good. Not one for 'self-indulgence', Geonhak never truly played around with things like this. He'd done it once or twice, an experiment almost, he came from it but he really couldn't understand the hype that came from it. With someone else expertly working his length he was in heaven. His hips jerked for the contact, his mind screamed for it, he was even sure he'd let out a deep moan at some point. The more he focused the more he realised things. He was all together sensitive. Something he'd never noticed in his day to day life, but something that now became apparent. Once the walls were down his skin was a fire and every touch from Angel soothed it and fueled the flames all the same. It was going to be difficult to really follow instructions or focus. That he was sure of. "N-No... I've never..." He trailed off, sure the other would understand.

@Geonhak Maybe it was the rush of adrenaline causing the alcohol-induced haze to start pushing only to the corners of his mind. Getting that sort of permission from Geonhak wasn't expected but Angel couldn't find it in himself to let his words go, and he wasn't going to. He slipped from behind him, sitting more on the side before he pushed him down onto the bed, hands undoing Geonhak's pants. A hand already dipping past all the bands to lock his fingers around his bare length, Angel began stroking slowly. He couldn't and didn't try to bite back his grin as he was now aware of just how hard Geonhak was getting for him, and quite quickly it seemed. He slipped his hand from Geonhak's pants, much to his own dismay, before adjusting him to lay more comfortably further up the bed. Angel stripped the other down to his underwear and was immediately grinning at the sight before him. ", your body is beautiful. I guess good things really do come to those who wait," he leaned down and pressed a few kisses near Geonhak's navel before a long stripe up toward his chest and collarbone. He kissed back down and back up again, doing it a few times. Sliding his hand back into his friend's underwear, he started pumping him again, lips latching onto his neck. "Damn it-- If you didn't have your schedule tomorrow, I'd mark the hell out of you," he groaned in irritation, "Your skin is just asking for it." Raising his head, he looked down at Geonhak, scanning his face with a smirk, "Do you even know your own sensitive spots?" Angel swore under his breath followed by a choked groan by just the images shooting through his mind. The alcohol was definitely lacing his imagination. He used a hand to guide Geonhak's arms up over his head. "Keep them there," he demanded, fingers then brushing over his underarms and along the undersides of his arms. The look in his eyes was that of a predator simply playing with its food. He shifted himself down a little, dragging his tongue up from Geonhak's left hip up to his underarm, finding and on a patch of skin where his shoulder and chest met at his underarm.

@Seoho Geonhak actually smiled a little at the others words, a moment of the playful coming across again as he debated pushing the other and finding out just how much he was willing to take. But he held in his challenge as much as possible, unable to stop his hips from ing up once into the hand still pressing against him. "I could handle you" He near panted out as he continued relaxing against the male behind him. He could feel his cheeks heating up as his mind understood the words, but he didn't feel shy from hearing it, not yet anyway. "I trust you Angel"

@Geonhak Angel smirked, feeling how the other was gradually firming up under his touch. "I do take," he hummed in thought, whispering against the shell of his ear, "Should I just go ahead and take all of you then? Could you handle that, Geonhak?" He dragged his palm a bit harder, fingers tugging at the forming shape in the other's pants. He traced over the shell of Geonhak's ear with his lips and his tongue. "Because I've wanted to take you for a long while now. It's so hard to keep my hands off of you when all I want to do is devour you," his hand trailed up from Geonhak's chest to his throat before cradling his jaw, fingertips brushing his friend's lips. "The more permission you give me, the less I'll let you take back."

@Seoho Geonhaks initial reaction was to grip Angel's wrist as soon as he felt pressure against his groin, but instead he gripped the bedding under him to stop his movement. It was hard to focus on much with Angel's hard slowly palming him hard, the feeling of himself swelling against his pants somewhat foreign. He'd popped a before but never like this. He let out a soft groan as his body heated up with every touch from Angel. "Why, do you want to?" He questioned breathing a little harder. "Why are you asking, you never ask, you take"

@Geonhak Raising a brow, Angel hummed lowly before grinning widely. He kept his voice low and chuckled softly, "Not really... So, that means you've done it before? At least once or twice, right?" He slid one hand down from Geonhak's chest and over his abdomen before resting his palm right over the other's crotch. Dragging his palm lightly back and forth over Geonhak's groin, his other hand caressing his chest. "Would you let me do it for you? It's a very good way to clear your mind and just relax," he pressed more kisses over the other's shoulders, "I'm only asking to be polite. I might scare you if I just eat you up in one go." Angel smirked widely and dragged his palm even harder over his, well, friend's groin, gently kneading. He continued to smooth his hand over his chest more as well, fingers pressing down harder and brushing more firmly over his s when he felt the buds under the pads of his fingers.

@Seoho That warning bell returned for half a second as Geonhak realised just how vulnerable he was allowing himself to become. The alcohol was quick to dull it as Angel's hands moved over his torso, his lips still pressing against his neck. He wanted to warn him against marking but ignored it. He trusted Angel not to do anything that could endanger himself or Seoho. The question made Geonhak shiver, or perhaps it was the way his skin was seemingly burning where Angel's hands had been. "N-not really" he mumbled out fighting back the uncomfortable he felt at admitting that.

@Geonhak "Seems it was neither. It's kind of bittersweet," he smiled and hugged Geonhak's middle tighter, "I'm used to you always fighting me but I can't say I don't enjoy having you melt into me." Angel whispered into the other's skin, both of his hands now settling up under Geonhak's shirt and smoothing over his skin. It took a very brief moment for him to get agitated with the fabric and get it off and onto the floor. "Much better," he mused, dragging his lips over Geonhak's shoulder, fingers tracing down his sides. Seoho was the one that had seen him even the smallest semblance of being at one point or another. It wasn't exactly a privilege Angel got. Though, in any other circumstance, he was sure Geonhak would just get really shy and cover his body if he knew Angel was looking. After all, he didn't have any qualms about making his attraction to the other obvious, even if it may seem to be a joke more often than not. Just because it was a joke didn't make it any less true. Angel was incredibly tempted to mark him, and deeply. Maybe if he could find a place that would be covered up by Geonhak's outfit for practice. All he could think of to answer that was "thighs," so he'd put that on the back burner for now. At the moment, instead, he lapped and at Geonhak's bare skin, gripping at his thighs though. "Do you ever touch yourself," Angel asked, whispering directly in Geonhak's ear.

@Seoho There was a part of Geonhak that was surprised when he felt Angel's lips press against his own, the other side of him reasoned that it was the obvious step. What else did he think was going to happen? Seoho would just question it and then sit back and do nothing. Sure that was kind of normal, the push and pull they used, but it felt so different now. It was heavy, yet somehow warm, just like the feeling of Angel's lips against his own. Where Geonhak had originally thought only the warning bell in his mind had been silence from the alcohol he realised that his entire mind seemed foggy. He wasn't sure when Angel moved behind him, He could feel his lips against his neck, feel his arms around him, and he suddenly felt himself relax, leaning into the touches, head tilting to the side giving Angel more access. "Seems it was neither" He mumbled unsure if he was talking to Angel or himself.

@Geonhak Angel raised a brow at the offer and leaned back enough to get a proper look at Geonhak's face, smirking all over again. "Lucky for me, I wouldn't mind either," he hummed lowly, leaning in and pressing his lips to Geonhak's, his hand moving from cupping the other's cheek to cupping his nape. Angel didn't let up easy with the kiss, kissing the other deeply before finally pulling away. The urge was there to lay Geonhak back but he was still sober enough to know to be careful. Instead, he moved to sit behind him, legs on either side of his. He wrapped his arms around Geonhak, hugging him from the back with a wide smile on his face. Angel found himself nuzzling the shell of his ear, pecking his neck and letting his lips brush over his skin, He wanted to say something but found it much more appealing at the moment to just really hold Geonhak, something he couldn't do often or, well, at all to be honest.

@Seoho Anytime Geonhak was with Angel there was always that little warning bell in the back of his mind, a constant ringing that kept him alert and ready if something were to happen. Many of the people Angel dealt with saw him as nothing more the cold and unforgiving, which was fine for Geonhak, he'd seen other people back down just by noticing his presence. He knew how he looked, and he used that to his advantage. If people second-guessed what he could do and that bought them time, that was enough. But he always pushed Angel away as well. The people he dealt with were dangerous, but none so much as Angel, because Geonhak could do nothing to him, nothing against him. This made him the most dangerous person out there. Now, sitting so close, feeling the other's lips ghosting over his kind, the words swirling around in his head, he realised that bell was ominously silent, had that one safety net that he always had been the only thing affected by the alcohol. Seemed horribly fitting. Without warning bells or a conscious to stop him, the old Geonhak came out to play. He was more playful, more challenging, and more fun in general. It was rare that the playful side came out, but sometimes it liked to. "Why don't you do it and find out"

@Geonhak "Poison comes in many forms but venomous seems like an option for me, too," Angel answered with a smirk, his lips still pulled into one at the question. "You might be intoxicated but I doubt it's to the point that you won't remember what I say," his voice was a low hum, "But, to put it as simply as possible, touching you more and kissing you are quite high on my list." Angel was about to move to grab his drink but as his gaze locked onto Geonhak's face, he found it hard to even want to move. The alcohol was getting him to let his own guard down. There were grey areas he played in with Geonhak. It was fun, especially when he could manage to get the other flustered. This just felt different. Angel wasn't exactly known for having a filter but sitting in front of him was the one exception. He typically held onto one with Geonhak. Maybe it was a fear of making him angry. Maybe it was the fear of pushing him away by going too far. There were just things he knew not to say, not to do, and lines he just couldn't cross. At the moment, he had enough in him to blur those caution signs and make sirens sound like church bells. Pressing a kiss to Geonhak's cheek, he then pecked the other, whispering as he inched closer to his lips but not kisses them, only the corners, "What would I earn if I were to really kiss you, hm? A punch, maybe? I feel like you're still sober enough to try that or choking me."

@Seoho Geonhak let a short chuckle cross his lips at the others words. Normally he would question their meaning, but he didn't need to. They both knew it, Neither of them was acting like themselves right now. Balancing on some thin line they'd made recently, a line that left him struggling to find the right place to step off it. The ground was safer, but this beam he was on, he needed to be here, for them both. He let out a soft breath, not pulling away from Angel at all as his thumb moved over his skin, as the words settled on the air between them, almost too quiet to hear, but still Geonhak heard them. "If you're poisonous... It's me who shouldn't do the biting" He commented, not thinking things though as he normally would, just letting himself speak. "You mean, I believe, venomous." He added almost as an after thought, his words also a breath on the wind. "What are those things Angel?"

@Geonhak The hug had him sitting frozen stiff for a moment before he was hugging Geonhak back. "I broke you," he leaned away a little and rubbed over the other's shoulders, "Be careful or I might actually start thinking you want to be my friend." It wasn't that he was against it, of course. Having a friend would be nice. Angel's relationship, at least when it came to titles, was complicated with Seoho. It was more like they were brothers, twins to a degree. Aside from that, Angel couldn't say he had friends. He wouldn't dare. That's a dangerous line to cross and he couldn't let someone in that could hurt Seoho when he wasn't around. Geonhak, of course, was different. Although he didn't want it to be obvious, Angel could tell that he was making it a little too obvious at times that Geonhak meant much more to him than he let on; Angel could play it off very well though.

He cupped his cheek and brushed over it with his thumb before tracing under Geonhak's bottom lip with his thumb. "If I weren't poisonous, would you let me take a bite," he uttered, thinking aloud. Angel wasn't sure if that came from the top of his head or if he had read, heard or seen it somewhere but he couldn't think of a moment more fitting for those words. His gaze slid up from Geonhak's lips to his eyes and he smiled, practically whispering, "Oh, the things I'd do to you if you let me."

@Seoho Hearing the words was enough for Geonhak to feel guilt over his own thoughts. They were from a long time ago, but he'd done the same thing, thought the same. Angel wasn't real, a being created to protect Seoho's mind, a being created to be the strength, the voice that Seoho could not find alone. He wasn't real. But sitting here now, across from the man, he was real. He wore Seoho's skin, but he was real. Sure he wasn't born like everyone else, he was born out of necessity rather than , but that shouldn't make him any less real. They both had their one lives, likes, dislikes, personalities, memories... They were both real. Geonhak wasn't sure what possessed him to act, but as Angel came over to him he pulled him into a hug, a tight hug, one of those hugs that tried to show all the emotion he was never that good at verbally expressing. "You're real to me"

@Geonhak Angel looked at him, surprised by his words before he looked down again and hummed lowly. He kept quiet for a little longer and shook his head, "I... It's even scarier when you're told you aren't real, too." He whispered quietly, eventually raising his head again and looking at Geonhak. "You want some water," he set aside his own drink and shifted closer to him again, "I guess you really aren't used to it. Why don't we stop you here so you don't get too hungover?"

@Seoho Geonhak nodded along with the words, fascinated with the way they worked. While it was interesting to him he couldnt help but feel bad for Angel. He couldn't imagine how it would feel to just sleep away so much time at once. He felt like he knew them both rather well, but he was learning quickly that there was more to Angel than he thought. "It must be hard" he muttered, tilting his head a little to keep his gaze on the other, unfortunately feeling the edges of his vision getting harder to focus on thanks to the drink he'd been given. "I can't imagine what it would feel like to keep waking up with time having just slipped away from you like that."

@Geonhak He smiled, feeling relieved that he'd gotten something that Geonhak was at least okay with. He stiffened at the question, "For as long as I can remember so you'd probably have to ask Seoho..." He looked down at his lap before downing the last of the can, "The first time I really remember waking up was when at some point in like high school, or maybe it was middle school. Seoho just kept saying he wanted to sleep but his siblings - I don't claim those delinquents - were making way too much noise. He also hadn't gotten to eat because of them. I wasn't even thinking and just said 'shut up before I feed you to the wolves.' They couldn't tell if I was kidding or not and, quite frankly, I didn't know if I was or not either, but it got them to shut up and go to bed. It felt like I slept days a time then. I have a lot of gaps in my memories from then... Most of my memories start somewhere around the bully at school and meeting our birth parents."

@Seoho Geonhak nodded a little, mindlessly as he thought about things. He was a little the same as Seoho now, though slightly more careful knowing just how bad some things could get. He was good at noticing those little things in Seoho as well. A sprained ankle here or there wasn't too much to worry about. They were both cautious anytime it involved someone else anyway. "Yeah, They are fine" He responded, taking another sip of his drink as if reminded to do so before focusing on Angel again. "How long have you... existed?"