Morning Coffee And Sweet Surprises (Closed to Poprockz)

[Drobabes]

The question took him a bit off guard, and his puffy eyes looked down at her, and then away as he thought about how to answer. He was glad she hadn't asked about his wife, though, as he didn't think he would have been able to talk about that. Quint wasn't sure when he would be able to talk about that, honestly. Perhaps never, as they had so barely escaped Kuznet before.

He leans his head back against the wall and lets his eyes roam up to the bars that he had hung from before, still intact. The question wasn't an easy one, as, his best memories were from early childhood and somewhat hard to remember, or... with Sarah...

After a moment, he let's out a little sigh and starts to speak.

"She's very kind. Not in that fake sort of way, or that way that people sometimes people put on when they're just trying to be polite. Hers is a very real and down to earth type of kindness, and she tries to treat everyone with the same amount of respect, even if she doesn't particularly like them. She has this...way of seeing past peoples fronts. Maybe it's because of everything we've been through, but she can just read people so easily, usually."

His eyes squint a bit and he furrows his brows a little, thinking once more about the picture he had seen. He had known her his whole life, literally, and she had never read someone wrong since they were very, very young.

"Actually..." he says quietly, his eyes coming down to meet Sayoris.

"Not usually. I've never known her to judge someone wrong, so it's, really confusing to me..."

Quint clears his throat and looks back up at the bars again, moving the conversation along before Sayori really has a chance to answer that. He didn't want her to feel like he was doubting her in anyway about what she had told him, because he didn't. Not at all. It was just, perplexing.

"Anyways, fun memories? She gave this guy a black eye once. Clocked him really good too, courtesy of me teaching her how to throw a punch correctly."

He grinned a little then, obviously proud by what he had taught her.

"But of course, Cora being Cora, she felt bad afterwards and brought the guy an ice-pack afterwards and apologized to him."

A little laugh worked it's way up his chest and he shook his head, recounting the memory.
______

He took his time with the song, enjoying the way it filled the air and added to the peaceful sounds of the forest and echoed off the lake. Of course, he kept looking over at Sabastian during most of it, smiling a little between pauses as he saw the way his cheeks had taken on that beautiful blush once again. Once it was done, he leaned down and kissed Sabastian on the top of his head, enjoying his cool little body so close to his own.

"Do you know any country?" Cora asked after the pause.

"Quite a bit actually. You want like nineties popular stuff, or more like Colter Wall?"

She sat up a little and looked over at him with a smile.

"Ooh! Colter Wall! Devil Wears a Suit and Tie."

Vin looked over his shoulder at her and gave a nod.

"Alright. It won't be quite as good without the drum, but I think I can make it work. Just don't laugh at my goofy faces; I gotta feel it, you know?"

He gave hardy little laugh himself, and then looked down at the strings. Before he started to strum, he tapped his hand on the metal a few times to get the beat started, trying to remember. Then he started to play.

https://youtu.be/4l4gdhPqh3E

"Well... Reverend reverend, please come quick.

Cause I got something, to admit..."

 

[Poprockz]

As Quint described Cora, Sayori listened quietly. She sounded a lot like Quint himself- an uncommon kindness about them both. Perhaps that was something they parents instilled in the both of them. The bit about being able to judge people correctly intrigued her though. What Sayori wouldn't give to be able to accurately judge people and see behind their mask. If she had that sort of talent, she wouldn't have ended up captive this way. However, while the torture and fear of death was awful, part of her was grateful for having been able to meet Quinton.

"I've never known her to judge someone wrong, so it's, really confusing to me..."

He probably meant the picture: his sister looking "happier than she had in years" as he had put it. She was happy while being next to that man, the man who had no qualms about kidnapping women for his own pleasure. Sayori didn't think Quint doubted what she said about him, and maybe Cora was truly happy with him. It was possible though that his mask was simply too good for her though. Perhaps she had been fooled by those steely eyes and suave smirk of his.

She was stirred from those musings when he told the story of Cora punching someone. A little smile came to Sayori's face and she chuckled, "ha! well if she punched him, he probably deserved it based on what you've said about her. Still, it was kind of her to at least give him an icepack."

The woman glanced at their cell door for a moment before starting to talk again, "back at my bar, there was this man named Lennie who would always get super drunk and request the same song every week: "I'm too sexy for my shirt." Every single time. And every time we'd have to put cab fare on his tab because he would take off his shirt, start swinging it around and eventually fall asleep on the stage. One time I asked him whether he ever got tired of it, and he said that those nights were honestly what kept him going. He was a funny guy." She smiled warmly at the memory.

-------------------------------------------------------

The kiss to his head made Sabastian smile, and he snuggled a bit closer to Vin. He really had a way of making Sabastian feel loved, even if it was a simple kiss.

He didn't usually like country music, or more that he preferred other genres more. Perhaps he hadn't gotten enough of a variety to say whether he liked it or not. That being said, anything Vin sang he was sure to like, and the song Cora requested was no different. His eyes watched his face, eager to see the "goofy faces" he would make while singing it. The man's voice was so deep and rich, it made his heart quicken and his body tingle just listening to it.

Damien hadn't heard the song before, not one to typically listen to country either, though he had nothing against it. He very much enjoyed the song though, finding it to be a really fun one. Songs that had stories or myths were always really interesting to him. Cora seemed to have liked the song, so he was even more interested to hear it. Any peek into what she liked was an opportunity to reveal one more beautiful piece of her.

 

[Drobabes]

Quint chuckled a little at her story of Lennie, finding it something that he probably would have done after quite a few rounds of tequila or Yager.

"He sounds like my kind of guy. If you ever meet him again, you're going to have to keep us separated or we might just burn your new bar down with all the hot looks we would be getting."

He chuckled again, finding the distraction and the laughing to be working wonders for letting him loosen his nerves a little. It was only for a moment, but a moment that he was going to take full advantage of.

"Hmm," he said, looking out the glass pane as well because, honestly, what else was there to look at? The toilet? The sink? He didn't want to look down at Sayoris tear stained face and be reminded of that awful room any more than he had to.

"Yea I don't know, with that guy. I mean he kinda did deserve getting punched, but at the same time, it was kind of a knee jerk reaction on her part. He said something to her to triggered a really bad memory, and she wasn't really thinking. Otherwise she probably would have just walked away..."
______

Cora leaned back against him again and closed her eyes as she listened to Vin play. Though she had lost her parents fairly young, she hadn't been so young that she didn't remember anything, and what she did remember involved a lot of laughing and smiling, and good music. Slow, deep, rich voices were something that her father had always loved, and he was always listening to songs similar to what Cora had requested, and usually while sipping on a strong shot of bourbon or a cold beer. It gave her a strong feeling of nostalgia to hear those types of songs as an adult.

Vin was really enjoying the song, not having played it in a while, and it matched his deeper tone pretty well so it made it easier to hit those note. The funny faces he made during it was squinting his eyes shut really tight and leaning his head down slightly, like he was really trying to pull his voice up from somewhere deep within his chest and it was taking some effort. It wasn't, of course, but it was still fun to play the role.

When it was done, and since Cora had gotten him into a country mood, he quickly switched over to another one that was a little faster and a little more upbeat. And like Damien, he liked when a song had a bit of a story to it.

https://youtu.be/asxrMSVrJ08

He let his voice go just a bit higher for this one, but he still kept it within his range. This time around though, he put a lot more lilt into the country drawl.

"...On a prison faaarm in Georgiaa-ah,

Close to the Florida line..."

His head nodded a little to the beat, and he let his eyes open to look out across the lake. About midway through the song, Cora joined in for the background singer, adding her little bit and then going quiet as Vin took over the main chorus again.

"And the warden sang,"

"Come on some-body, why dont'cha run?"

"Old Red's itchin to have a little fun."

 

[Poprockz]

Sayori chuckled at his joke, imagining the two of them onstage, whipping their shirts around. It was a really funny image that she hoped to actually see someday if she ever got out.

Lennie had an attractive body quite like Quint, so a lot of the ladies had the hots for him. One or two of them had offered to take him home some of those nights, but as a bar owner, whether the patron was a man or a woman she couldn't just let someone take them when they were that wasted. She was sure that Quint would have been very popular at the bar if he also engaged in shirt-swinging.

The glass pane made her nervous, so while she would glance at it every now and then, she purposefully avoided it with her eyes otherwise. After all, she didn't want to look over and see Niles standing there with a creepy look on his face, or Kuznet coming back to tell her that there were additional tests that needed to be run. Although, she wouldn't necessarily mind seeing Francisco. Of the three, he seemed to be the most sane. He was probably loyal to Kuznet and would do what he was told, but it didn't seem like he enjoyed any of it- just a man with a job to do.

What Quint had said about Cora being triggered made her a bit curious. She wanted to ask what he had said, but wasn't sure if she should. That could open a whole can of worms and put him in a bad mood. If she had to guess, it was probably something lewd. If it was something lewd, then Cora would have associated it with a horrific memory involving sex. That was probably not something Quint wanted to talk about right now.

"Hmm... She sounds like she has a good heart, and a strong one too. To keep one's kindness after immeasurable cruelty is a sign of a resilient soul. I imagine she's very sensitive to other people's suffering in that case- perhaps that's why it's easier for her to see past someone's mask." She mused quietly.

-----------------------------------------------------------------

Sabastian delighted in the faces Vin made while singing, finding that it made the singing more immersive. God was that man cool, just everything about him from the way he moved to the way his eyes seemed to draw one in. The little man continued to simply lean against Vin. Though he kind of wanted to put his hand on the man's leg, he didn't know if Vin would appreciate that while he was playing- it might be a bit of a distraction.

Cora's voice caused Damien to look down at her, smiling as he listened to her join in. He wondered what it was about country that she really liked. Maybe it was just a personal taste or something that reminded her of fond memories. In any case, her angelic voice was welcome in the song. Vin and Cora made a very good duet with the lower richness of his voice and the higher sweet tone of her own.

When the song was over, Sabastian gave him a little clap and grinned. "I really liked that one- the punchline was great."

Damien nodded, "yeah, I enjoyed it quite a bit myself."

 

[Drobabes]

"I imagine she's very sensitive to other people's suffering in that case- perhaps that's why it's easier for her to see past someone's mask."

He glanced down at her, a bit surprised by her insight, before looking back up towards the bars. After that, he was very quiet for a moment, seemingly just thinking.

Quint didn't want his thoughts to go spiraling back down into anxiety and fear, and he didn't think he could do something more simple like sleep. Not right now, at least.

"What about you?" he asks quietly, after a few more moments of silence.

"Do you have any siblings? Or someone you want to see again?"

Maybe it was bitter sweet to talk about things like that, but at the moment, they really had nothing else.
______

Vin looked over at him and grinned, enjoying that he got a round of applause from that one. He nodded when he mentioned the punchline, smiling as he took a moment to put his arm over Sabastians shoulder's.

"Yea that's definitely one of those more fun songs. Got a little story too it instead of just the general love song. Not that love songs are bad, but, gotta shake things up once in a while."

Since they were on the other side of the tree and not directly in Vin and Sabastians sight, Cora felt more comfortable being more intimate, so she turned her face and laid it down against Damiens chest. Snuggling up under the crook of his neck, she let out a little contented sigh, enjoying the feeling of his warm skin and addictive scent. It was so nice laying there like that that she felt like she could fall asleep right there on the spot, though she didn't really want to. She didn't want to miss out on fishing and whatever else they might decide to do. But just for the moment, it felt like a little glimpse of heaven, to be there in his arms.

 

[Poprockz]

Sayori had been spacing out a little when he asked his question, so it took her a moment to come back.

"Hm? Oh... Well, I don't know if any of them are alive. My parents were vacationing in Bermuda, and my sister was with her husband over in Japan. We were born and raised in the USA, but our family matched her up with a nice Japanese boy. It wasn't forced or anything, she adored him. Anyway, I'd love to see them again, but I have to trust that they are going to be fine. As far as friends go, I'd really like to see Tiffany- my bartender, Jolene- my accountant, Dave- my former bartender, Jack- my... ex, and Stephanie- a close friend of mine."

The small woman smiled as she thought of them, raising her head to look at Quint. "You know, I actually developed a bit of a crush on Dave, but unfortunately for me, I discovered that he enjoyed the company of men rather than women. I was a bit sad, but I can't blame him for that."

She thought for a moment and asked, "if you could have one food right this very second, what would it be?" Of course she was simply trying to pad the conversation, but it was a good question to get his mind away from the prison they were in.

---------------------------------

Now was the moment to strike! Sabastian tentatively put his hand on Vin's leg, pretending that it wasn't that big of a deal. His eyes flicked up to Vin's face to make sure he was okay with it as he basked in the feeling of Vin's arm around his bare shoulders.

"Heh... I think it would be hilarious to see the warden's face as he came up upon the two humping dogs, knowing his chances of finding the prison mate just got fucked." Sabastian grinned, examining his nails on his other hand before looking back at Vin.

Over on the other side of Vin, Damien chuckled at the blonde's joke, very much appreciating the pun. However, he was quickly distracted by Cora snuggling up against him like the most adorable thing he had ever seen. The way she closed her eyes and laid in his arms with absolute trust made him weak. Reaching up, he brushed some hair out of her face affectionately, his fingers brushing feather-light against the soft skin of her face.

His steely eyes looked at her lips, and the way her long eyelashes kissed her cheeks. She was so beautiful and so pure; he didn't think there was anyone like her in the entire world. Leaning down, he kissed her forehead before sighing and closing his own eyes.

 

[Drobabes]

Those purple blue eyes just kept staring off into space as she spoke, listening, but also thinking about his own friend group. It wasn't a very large one, a few people that he saw at work on a regular basis and got to chat with, sometimes go out for drinks, and Brandon. But Brandon was gone, now, so the list had been shrunk even further. Not that he really thought he was every going to be free again, but it was a nice thought nonetheless.

"if you could have one food right this very second, what would it be?"

"Mm...black licorice. And you?"
______

He let out a laugh, imagining it as well. The hand on his leg didn't go unnoticed, as his eyes traveled down to it, then back up to look down into that beautiful face and the pretty little locket around his neck. His smile turned more playful as he reached up with the hand on his shoulder to tuck his hair back behind his ear.

"You got any requests over there, Damien? Or are we going fishing?"

Vin's eyes didn't leave Sabastians as he spoke, remembering how that little hand had coaxed him into an intense orgasm just a short time ago. He was going to have to find an excuse to get the little man alone again. Maybe a romantic walk under the moonlight, looking for more treasures.

Cora let her eyes open slowly as Vin brought up catching some fish. She was honestly pretty curious to see what Sabastian had done earlier, though it might be a bit hard for her to keep her eyes open under the water.

While they were talking, she brings her hand up and lightly traces her fingers over his chest, memorizing the feel of him. She felt like she didn't get enough chances to touch him like that, just tracing his muscles and taking her time getting to know his glorious body and gentle heart.

 

[Poprockz]

"Well... It might have to be a tie. I love the really good, creamy chocolates, but I also really like spicy noodles. So... I would have to flip a coin for it." Sayori gave him a good-natured smile, starting to feel a bit calmer. there was nothing like talking like two normal people to lighten things up and make things seem not quite so dreary.

"Okay, next question... would you rather have to tap dance in front of a crowd wearing nothing but a tutu, or let a college frat draw on your face and then walk around all day like that?" I think I would chose the face thing, because at least I could explain it, even if it was embarrassing.

-----------------------------------------------------

Sabastian was secretly pleased to feel Vin tuck his hair back, looking in that hand’s direction before looking out at the lake. It seemed like something that someone would do in a romantic comic, so it made him feel a bit giddy to have Vin do something like that to him. He got a cute little smile on his face as his heart fluttered, clearly happy as a puppy.

The little blonde expected for Vin to look away when asking if they wanted to request anything, so he took the opportunity to look up at the man when he thought he wasn't looking, only to make eye-contact with him. Sabastian blushed a bit but couldn't look away; though he thought to himself that it would be easy to simply stare into those sexy brown eyes all day. He wondered what Vin was thinking about.

"I don't have anything to request just yet, but I'll ruminate on it a bit while we get everything set up. So, I think you were getting cattails, Sabastian and Cora were fishing... I could gather some firewood if you like. What do you guys think?" Damien responded. He wished he could think of something for Vin to play to keep Cora pressed against him, but his mind went blank with the fuzzy warmth he felt from the way her fingers so delicately traced along his chest. It felt like she was drawing little invisible lines all over him, mapping his body.

 

[Drobabes]

"Ooh, spicy noodles or chocolate, spicy noodles or chocolate...what about spicy chocolate?"

He gave her a bit of a grin, then furrowed his brow a little for her next question, trying to think it over carefully.

"It depends I guess. If the crowd is all adults, then definitely the tutu. I could go all magic Mike on them. If the crowd is a bunch of kids, then frat. At least then I could say they were trying to draw a unicorn but majorly messed it up."

He was trying think of his own hard choice question to ask when suddenly the lights flipped off. For a few seconds, Quint just sat there in silence, a little scowl coming to his face. Then he sighed.

"They're fucking with us. Trying to throw our rhythm off...or maybe just mine."
______

Vin's grin grew a little wider, loving how adorable that little man was. If they weren't all sitting so close together, he might have toyed with him a bit more.

"Sounds like a plan. We might want to stay in groups though. All those zombies walking around... Sun's not going to go down for a bit anyway, so it's not like were in a hurry."

Cora's hand stopped momentarily as her face screwed up in a bit of a grin. He totally just wanted an excuse to be alone with Sabastian more. Not that she blamed him, as she herself wanted any excuse to be alone with her own hot stud as well.

Her hand went back to tracing his body, now lightly feeling up towards his shoulder, and then her fingers dancing lightly over his arm.

"Definitely safer to go in pairs," she said, looking up at those light steel eyes with a playful expression.

 

[Poprockz]

I do like that too, but if it's going to be spicy, I prefer the chocolate to be darker. I don't think I would go for chocolate noodles though..." she mused, imagining a bowl of noodles with chocolate syrup. The grin on Quint's face was infectious, and she found her own face brightening up a little.

His answer to her question made her giggle, the thought of him dancing with a sexy, serious look on his face while wearing a tutu made for a hilarious situation. Though the unicorn comment was funny as well. She was sure that if a frat party drew on his face, he'd have a lot more to explain than that though.

Sayori was just about to make a joke when the lights went out, her body tensing and pressing tighter against Quint's body as she blindly looked around. Since they were deep underground, the only light to be found was the soft glow of the door's key pad. As such, she had to wait for her eyes to adjust. The little lady felt vulnerable in the dark, as though she could be snatched out of Quint's arms at any second.

"I wish they would have better things to do than mess with us, but they probably don't. Do you think they're trying to make us sleep? That is the only thing I can think of other than just trying to scare us. It just doesn't make sense to me." She said with a frown, her blind eyes still trying to make anything out.

---------------------------------------------------

Technically, Sabastian would be able to sense any zombies within a one and a half mile radius, so they were pretty safe. That being said, he kept his mouth shut in order to secure some alone time with Vin. The way the man was looking at him almost made him squirm, the playful grin of his relaying that he was in the mood to have a bit of fun again.

"Yeah, probably so. I thought I saw some good cattails on the other side of the lake, so it might be a bit before we get back..." the little blonde added nonchalantly, hoping it wasn't too obvious that he wanted Vin to himself for a bit more time.

On the other side of the tree, Damien matched Cora's grin with a smirk of his own. He too found it a bit cute that Vin was trying to whisk Sabastian away, and that Sabastian was eager to be whisked. While he wasn't quite as involved in the going-ons of Vin and Sabastian's relationship like Cora was, he still was appreciative of how well they seemed to get along.

His eyes met Cora's and he gave her a knowing look with a half-smile, "absolutely. I'm for it." Damien took her hand and kissed it softly before replacing it back onto his arm. He typically didn't like being touched casually, but when Cora did it, it left him wanting more of it.

 

[Drobabes]

Quint used his thumb on her arm to rub her gently when he felt her tense. His eyes had changed along with the rest of his body, and the small light from the keypad let him see almost everything in the room. Well, the keypad, and the little red dot from the camera.

Unbeknownst to Kuznet, he had been using the cameras rotations to keep track of the time. Every twelve hours it would shift to face the other side of the room, just slightly, even though he was pretty sure it could see the whole room from it's original position. Quint was pretty sure it only shifted at all so that it could capture each corner of the room and make sure he wasn't trying to hide anything or dig himself a tunnel out. But, Kuznet was always a mere inch behind him, so Quint made sure to look at the cameras often, even in the dark, knowing that he knew he could see just fine in the dark. He also made sure to take a lot of naps, letting him think that his rhythm was getting messed up.

"Like I said, pretty sure he's trying to throw my rhythm off. Every test he has done so far is to see how my body has changed from what it used to be. Even what he allowed to be done to you has been a test, to see how well you heal. He'll likely be seeing to your wounds every day, now, to see how fast they he'll and if your bone will grow back."

He was quiet for a moment, trying not to tense his own body. Before he had changed, he had hated the dark. It was a silly fear, really, but the dark made such good cover. Made it so easy for someone to skulk around where you couldn't see them, leaving little presents...

"You can sleep if you want," he half whispered.
______

His grin turned toothy, and as he stood up, he put the guitar strap over his shoulder and shifted it so that it wasn't in the way. He then reached his hand down to Sabastian and helped him onto his feet.

"Lead the way."

Cora stayed where she was, listening to the crunch of their shoes on the ground as the two of them walked away, her eyes still lingering on those liquid depths. Once the sound faded away and she was sure the two of them weren't within sight of them, she let her hand come up to run her fingers through his hair.

"So...firewood, hmm? Are we in a hurry?"

After her fingers made a slow trail through his hair, she let them come down behind his neck and then back across his shoulder, her eyes finally shifting away so that they could watch as they trailed down his arm. She liked the contrast between their skin tones, hers just a bit darker against his more pale skin.

"And how did you lose your shirt?" she asks with a giggle. If he had kept it with him, she would have offered to go get it wet in the water for him.

 

[Poprockz]

His thumb was comforting, but not so much that her body relaxed. For all she knew, there could be eyes watching them outside the cell. She knew the camera watched them always, but there was something much more sinister about someone watching from close by, waiting for their chance to strike.

Honestly, Sayori was absolutely exhausted from crying, shaking, and each potent shot of adrenaline that had coursed through her body. Not to mention the mental and physical pain she had been subjected to. With the lights out, she could feel the weight of the dark on her eyelids, but she shook her head. She couldn’t fall asleep; if she let herself slumber, then there was no telling what might happen.

“No... if I fall asleep, you might be gone when I wake up. And then I would be alone in the dark. I want to try to stay awake.” The woman blinked, trying to keep herself alert even though it was taking a lot to simply keep her eyes open.

———————————

He took Vin’s hand but didn’t let go after he got to his feet. Instead, he led Vin by the hand, eager to take him to a more secluded location, making sure to give his hips a bit of extra sway for the man following behind him. After a bit of walking, they ended up on the other side, hidden within the tree line.

Finally stopping, Sabastian let go of Vin’s hand and turned around, walking backwards with a little flirty smile. “Hm. I could have sworn there were some cattails around here...” His blue and violet eyes playfully searched around before returning to Vin.

“I guess we’ll have to head back then.” He shrugged, putting his hands behind him and twisting side to side a little.

———————————-

“Mm. Not in a hurry at all. Firewood has nothing on your fingertips to me, “ he answered, his own hands gently rubbing up and down her sides. He hummed with contentment, closing his eyes to better feel her hands as they moved, lips curled up into a soft smile.

Damien sighed, “oh, I was single-handedly defending Vin against a hoard of zombies, and one of them ripped my shirt off. Tragic, really. They just couldn’t resist my gleaming chest. They all died from the mere sight of it, but they died happily.”

The man looked a bit smug, still keeping his eyes closed as he imagined the eye roll she would likely give him.

 

[Drobabes]

Well, she had a point there, but it was a bit inevitable. They were going to take them out whenever they felt like it. But, no point in making her feel hopeless.

"Did you have any pets growing up?"
______

That little sway he put in his walk almost had him chuckling, and he wanted to reach out and scoop him in his arms and just carry him off into the bushes. He held back, though, showing some restraint and manners. For the moment, at least.

Once Sabastian stopped and turned around, Vin put his hands in his jeans pockets and nonchalantly took a look around the area, taking in everything a bit slowly before letting his eyes come back to that playful face.

"Is that what you want to do? Head back so soon?"

Vin started walking towards him slowly, his own grin matching his playfulness.

"You sure you don't want me to serenade you? Or lay you down in the grass and touch every inch of you?"
______

Cora tried to hold back her laugh but found she couldn't, her hand falling down to her own lap as it worked up through her.

"Well it's about damn time," she says after, moving herself so that she's sitting up just a bit more.

"You keep shredding all of my clothes, I think it's only fair that some of yours get shredded... Oh."

Cora pauses for a moment, her voice going a little more quiet as she lets her face get a little closer to his.

"You have a master plan, don't you?"

Her eyes roam his face and a little smirk starts to tug at the corners of her lips.

"You," she pokes his chest gently.

"Are trying to get rid of all my clothes so that I'll have nothing to wear, and then you'll get to oggle me all day."

 

[Poprockz]

"I had a cat named Mario growing up. We named him that because he would bounce and pounce, and always make a little meow sound when he did it. He was such a playful cat, but he loved snuggling with me too. When I was a teenager, my heart broken over the newest boy, my Mario would sit on my lap and purr and it would cheer me right up. It's a beautiful thing, having someone's ..." Sayori yawned, "unconditional love."

"Then I had a poodle, and her name was Falcon. Whenever she wanted attention, she would just bump her head against your leg or hand and demand it... She was a little more high maintenance, but she was very kind as well. I loved her quite... a bit..."

The poor girl looked more and more tired the more she spoke that by the time she was done, she could barely keep her eyes open. After a few moments of silence on his part, she had fallen asleep against his chest, breathing softly as her body forced her to rest from the traumatizing day. She hadn't even noticed it overcome her, seamlessly slipping into sleep on his lap.

------------------------------------------------------

Sabastian pretended to think about it, cognizant of Vin getting ever closer at that slow saunter. He started slowly circling around Vin, keeping out of reach of the man's long arms. He tapped his chin thoughtfully, looking up at the trees before meeting Vin's eyes again. In truth the idea of Vin caressing him all over made him tingle with excitement, a bit less interested in being sung to as he was feeling that close physical connection.

"Hmm... Trying to charm me out of my pants? Well... I suppose I could I could consider rolling around in the grass. As long as you let me have a taste of you like you promised." He smiled coyly, circling a little bit closer to Vin and waiting to see if he made a move.

------------------------------------------------------

He listened to her with amusement, his eyebrow raising as she got to the accusation of a master plan. Truthfully, he wouldn't mind if she walked around naked for his eyes to roam over her at every opportunity. Her body was simply so beautiful that he would never grow tired of it. Although, he did like the idea of fucking her with her clothes on too- there were only good ways to fuck her.

Damien stared at her seriously before making a show of looking side to side, leaning in close afterward. "I'm sorry miss, but you know too much. I'm going to have to take you in for your own safety. Without clothes, of course, for no reason in particular." He reached down and started teasingly trying to take her shirt off.

"Now now, we'll be giving you the breast- I mean best possible care." The man was now grinning, letting his fingers tickle her sides underneath her damp shirt.

 

[Drobabes]

Quint simply listened quietly, watching as she drifted further and further towards sleep. The poor thing had been through so much, and as much as he wished he could free her, the truth was that, now, she would never be free. Niles had taken an interest in her, and just like Kuznet, his reach went so much further than the surface. Until they were brought down, permanently, she would never be free. Only through death.

Why did you do that?! Cory, why did you do that?!

He closed his eyes and shook his head, trying to rid himself of the memory. When he opened them again, he stared down at Sayori for a moment, then, he stood up. Carefully, as not to wake her, he laid her down on her own bed and then took the blanket off of his shoulders to cover her. His skin goose-fleshed almost instantly, but he knew he wouldn't have to worry about that for very long. The General wasn't going to keep him waiting.
______

Seeing that he wasn't going to be able to sneak up on the little man, Vin decided to stand still and simply watch him with a cocky grin, his head slowly turning to follow him.

"Trying to charm me out of my pants?"

"Always."

He gave him a little innocent shrug of his shoulders, his gaze still turning to watch him, but his hands made no move to leave his pants.

"Well, a promise is a promise. But I can't tease you a little before?"

Vin finally chose to move then, turning around and stalking towards his sexy little tentacle boy with confidence. If he really wanted to, he was pretty sure he could catch the little blond, but he liked this little cat and mouse game they were playing.
______

Cora let her eyes go a little wide in fake surprise as he told her that she had figured out the dastardly secret, and when his fingers begin to inch up near her bra, she let loose with a loud squeal of laughter and starts to wiggle and squirm in his lap. Her hands fly to his wrists and she tries to tug them away, not liking how his fingers had so easily worked themselves up under the tight clothing and were now tickling over her rib bones and getting tantalizingly close to her sensitive breasts.

"S-stop it! Haha, stop it right now-aah!"

She curls up in a little Cora ball, laughing and squealing and trying to roll away from him to defend herself.

 

[Poprockz]

Sayori made nary a peep as Quint resituated her on her bed, likely to sleep for a long while. She didn’t dream yet, but that was probably just as well.

——————————————

The way Vin stalked forward turned him on, but he was still intent on playing with him just a little bit more. The blonde turned and casually strolled away, not fast enough to completely evade him, but enough to delay the inevitable. “But if I let you tease me before I work my magic, then I’ll be all hot and bothered when I’m on my knees for you,” he said playfully over his shoulder.

“We wouldn’t want that, would we?” Sabastian said softly, gracefully making a small twirl just to see how close Vin was before moving behind a bush. When he turned to see where he was going, he stopped, eyes widening slightly at the beautiful clearing he had stumbled on. It looked grassy and peaceful, little purple flowers dotting the green blades of grass.

“Wow...” he murmured, taking a few steps forward before stopping. A slight breeze rolled through, bending the plants softly. It was gorgeous, and he couldn’t help but stare, momentarily forgetting that there was a lustful man coming for him.

————————————

“Careful now, I might “accidentally” rip your shirt off if you squirm like that,” he chuckled, making his fingers still for a moment. The little Cora ball was adorable, and he was almost tempted to keep up the ticklish assault. However, he decided to let her breathe, instead leaning forward and giving her a grin.

“Maybe you could convince me to stop tickling you. I know you can be very persuasive. Otherwise...” his fingers jumped on her skin once more, giving her some more tickles before he stopped again. “I accept many forms of bribery too. A personal detail about yourself, a kiss, or maybe something more if you’re so inclined.”

Damien moves his head and sucked on the back of her neck, his tongue sliding teasingly over her skin from within his mouth.

 

[Drobabes]

He kept his pace easy an relaxed, but he did move a little quicker when Sabastian had his back turned, sneaking up on him like big predator so that when he did his little twirl, he was only about a foot away with that toothy grin.

"Oh I definitely want that. If I had my way, I would have you hot and bothered all day long. And all night."

Vin chuckled as he darted out of his sight, behind the bush, and he peeked his head around it before stepping around. His eyes had been focused on Sabastian, but as he heard him murmur, he looked up to see what he was checking out.

His smile softened as he took the beautiful scene in himself, coming up to stand by Sabastians side and look over it all with soft wonder. He wondered if this lake was a nature reserve, or if the meadow was just naturally occurring. Either way, it was absolutely entrancing.
______

"Careful now, I might “accidentally” rip your shirt off if you squirm like that,"

"Don't you dar-aah!" she squealed again, trying to roll into an even tighter ball as his fingers twitched once more, and instead of grabbing his hands, she now grabs the edges of her bra in an attempt to hold it down. She wasn't going to let him get it away with it so easily!

Or maybe he was.

That lick to the back of her neck made her go weak, momentarily letting her body relax against his legs as she felt a little pulse in her nethers. However, just as quickly as it had happened, she tenses up again and shakes her head.

"No" she scolds, turning her face so that she can scowl at him.

"No cheating."

Letting out a little huff, she tries to get the hair off of her face without actually moving her hands, but all it does is fall right back over her nose and tickle her face. Knowing that she's going to have to let go and scratch that itch any moment now, she looks back up at him and gives him a little smile.

"Personal detail? Ask away."

 

[Poprockz]

He quickly noticed that Vin had caught up to him, as it was only a matter of time and he had been very close behind anyway. It was really nice to simply stand there at his side though, watching the picturesque snippet of forest beauty before them. Sabastian wondered to himself if the grass would feel soft on his skin if he laid down in it.

Walking forward a couple more steps, he grinned and turned back to Vin, stretching his arms out as though gesturing to the entire clearing. "Looks like a goddamn fairytale meadow doesn't it? All we need now is an adorable little fairy to come out and grant us a wish."

He was joking of course, but he liked playing with the idea of what he would wish for. On one hand, wishing that the zombie apocalypse had never happened was a potential wish, but in that case he would probably never have met Vin, and then where would he be? Sitting in Damien's manor, attending to Margaret's needs, back in his plain, boring life. He wouldn't have met Cora, nor would he have gotten a chance to know Damien better. All in all, he wasn't sure if he would ever make such a wish.

----------------------------------------------------------

"Cheating? Think of it more like being opportunistic," he said with amusement at that cute little scowl of hers. By the way her nose twitched and her head moved, he could tell she was jonesing for a scratch.

"Hmm... I feel like we're playing "Truth or Dare" now. I've never actually played that game, but it sounds fun to a point. Anyway... hm..." The man's eyes looked into hers with a far-off look, clearly trying to find something good to ask.

He could ask her anything he wanted, though it was up to her as to whether she would answer honestly or even deign to give him an answer at all. What would be a good question to ask her though? Suddenly he had so many options and he didn't know what to pick first. Part of him wanted to ask about her brother, but she was probably still mourning him deep down.

Damien finally chose, his fingers moving about an inch lower on her sides as though in reward of her letting him ask. "What, if any, is a kink of yours that I don't know about?"

 

[Drobabes]

He wished he had some way to take a picture in that moment and capture how beautiful the scene was. Sabastian looked so happy, standing there under the sun with his arms held high like that. Not to mention half naked with his hair drying into wavy curls and the pendant glinting around his neck.

"I thought fairies bite? Or was that only in Labyrinth?"

He laughed a little and came to stand before him, finally taking his hands out of his pockets so that he could trail them down Sabastians sides and rest them on his hips.

"You really do look like an angel, you know that?" he said softly, his gaze absolutely entranced by those beautiful jewel eyes.
______

Cora laughed as she relaxed back against his legs, then looked up at him with a peculiar expression.

"You could ask me anything, and you go for the kinky questions first? Alright, well, if you want me to be honest, I don't really know. I never really explored it very much."

She had never explored it because she was so wrapped up with anxiety and panic attacks around the whole thing that she had always been too scared to try, but she didn't think that was a necessary point to bring up right at the moment. She had tried the more mundane things of course-sweet foods and lingerie, some mild dirty talk, and at one point she had tried and failed with rope play. Being held down without a way out was just too panic inducing. The only difference being was that when Damien had did it, at the time, she had no choice in the matter. And with the choice taken away, it gave her less room to focus on old memories and forced her to focus on what was happening in the moment, so that when he didn't hurt her, it had transformed the whole experience.

Cora was quiet for a moment, thinking, and then,

"I guess if I dig a little deeper, I kind of like making out with other girls when I'm really drunk. But that's...more because I wasn't allowed to date. At all. And if I ever got caught talking to boys besides my brother, I got in trouble. Girls were the only...safe way to explore anything when I was a horny teenager."

She chuckled a little, but it didn't sound all that happy. Still, she wasn't going down depression lane or anything, she just seemed to be talking. Remembering things in a more relaxed manner.

"You can ask me something else if you want," she mused, looking back up to explore his hansom face again as she wiggled her arm free to brush the hair from her nose.

"Although now I'm comfortable again, so I don't really feel like escaping anymore."

 

[Poprockz]

"I think that's just in the Labyrinth, but I'd still let a fairy bite my ass for a wish," he giggled.

Sabastian moved a bit closer to Vin when he started touching his sides, his hands sliding up the man's chest before playfully grabbing each end of his own shirt around Vin's shoulders. Each brush of Vin's fingers along his skin made him tingle, each tingle going straight to his cock. He responded by alternated pulling each side of the fabric in his hands very slowly, rubbing the damp fabric back and forth along the back of his lover's neck.

When he met Vin's eyes and heard that deep voice tell him such a sweet compliment, he blushed and averted his eyes, "flatterer." Though his response was a bit dismissive, he was very pleased that Vin's eyes looked at him as though he was the most handsome man in the world. He wasn't going to flub things up for himself by calling the man "dashing" again.

"If I'm an angel, then what does that make you? An incubus?" Sabastian said softly, looking back up at those dark eyes. An incubus sounded like the most accurate description of Vin: a demon of lust, tempting him with those soft lips, firm grip, and low voice. It almost seemed like Vin intuitively knew how to drive Sabastian wild, or maybe that just came with experience.

----------------------------------------------------------

Damien looked slightly embarrassed, feeling a bit silly for having his big question end up to be something perverted. She was right, he had all the options in the world, but it seemed like the safest question at the time. Sex was generally something that was open between the two of them- neither ashamed of giving in to their desire for one another.

He was surprised by her answer though, not having pegged her as someone who was a bit bi-curious. While his mother had technically been privy to this information, he had been out cold at the time. Damien found it a bit interesting that both of them hadn't really dated in their youths, both of them with a ball and chain around their ankle.

"Bi-curious. Interesting. I too didn't really date at all growing up, so I could see how you might want to let loose a bit." Damien said thoughtfully. He didn't necessarily long for a threesome with another woman, but he would do it if Cora thought it was kinky. In the meantime, or if she simply never decided to pursue it, she would always be more than enough for him. When he was younger, he hadn't ended up experimenting with men, but he had stolen a few of the more attractive women's underwear for his own horny teenage relief. Some habits die hard, or relieve the hardness as the case may be.

He smiled down at her appreciatively, leaning back against the tree and simply holding her in his arms. "Optimistic of you to think you could escape my tickles. Okay, second question: when we were in the cabin, why didn't you want to eat my pizza? Were you tired of it, or were you just upset?" Damien was really curious about the answer to that, her reasoning for the whole situation having eluded him.

 

[Drobabes]

"If I'm an angel, then what does that make you? An incubus?"

Vin let out a little laugh, shaking his head a little before looking out over the field.

"Oh I don't know about a demon. Maybe just a bad boy?"

He grins, looking down at Sabastian again.

"Sex, drugs, and rock and roll. The type of boy that parents don't want corrupting their little angels."

He moves one of his hands up his arm, taking hold of his pale hand in his own and then gently tugging him along towards the middle of the field, where there was a huge oak tree and some large boulders. It looked like, not only was it shady, but also might have a good spot to hide behind for some more privacy.
______

Cora went a bit quiet for a moment as she looked into his eyes. She was expecting maybe some more questions about her childhood, or friends or pets, something along those lines, so it took her a bit by surprise when he asked about the pizza. She starts chewing on her lips a little, momentarily looking away as she thinks of how to answer that one. She wanted to be honest with him, and she knew that he had meant what he said about still being there, but talking about things was still hard for her. Still, she wanted to try.

"Do you remember after we had sex, before that? And you were holding me...and you called me beautiful?"

She let her eyes go up to his for a moment, and then she looked down at her own hand as she started trailing it over his arm.

"It... It kind of scared me, because you sounded really different. Up until then you had just been being physical with me, but when you said that, I got scared cause I thought... I don't know, like you were getting attached. But that's not what scared me so much as if you were still going to keep your word and let me go, and that's why I asked. And that only scared me because...because the man who took me and Quint was very possessive. Possessiveness scares me. A lot. But, anyway,"

She clears her throat a little and brings her hand back down to her lap, starting to fidget with her fingernails.

"I know you got upset, and I couldn't figure out why. And then when you came out of the bathroom, you were acting really different, and kind of...fake, in a way. Like that fake cheerfulness. And something about that scared me even more. I really didn't like it, so I... Well I guess I was just trying to get you angry with me so you would drop the mask and stop acting like that..."

 

[Poprockz]

Sabastian giggled at his response, finding it to be rather fitting. Vin definitely was a bad boy, though he got the feeling that his mother would have liked him very much. The man could definitely be a gentleman when he wanted to be, and he was nothing if not gentle with Sabastian. Well, he could be rough too, but he seemed yo know the appropriate balance of sour and sweet.

He let himself be led over to the oak and stones, also a bit glad for a bit of privacy, though it seemed silly to be comforted by it when there was likely no one around. There were certainly no zombies nearby, and who would they run into in the middle of the woods like this? Robin Hood?

His crystal eyes looked up at Vin as he gave him a coy smile. "Really now? Are you going to try to corrupt me, bad boy."

----------------------------------------------------------

Damien listened quietly, giving her a nod every now and then. It made sense that she would worry about him getting possessive and wanting to keep her. After all, he had the means and probably seemed insane enough to do so at the time. It made him curious as to why she hated the cheerful front he put on. Most women found it to be just a bit of a put-off, but that was kind of the point. It was to give them a gentle nudge in the opposite direction while assuring them that he was completely confident with no doubts or vulnerabilities whatsoever.

It was his turn to be quiet for a moment, processing her words before giving her a bit of insight as to why he had put on the mask. "Hm. When we were having sex right before that, I felt connected to you in a way that I hadn't felt before. It was a closeness that I wasn't expecting, but desperately wanted. When we were done, I was starting to feel attached to you, but didn't quite register it yet, just feeling that warm glow of... well, you. But when I heard you ask if I was going to let you go, and saw the way you feared me, it hurt."

He turned his face away and chuckled weakly, "the man kidnapping women to his cabin felt hurt when you, a woman who feared for her life, asked if he was still going to release you. A bit laughable if you ask me."

His hand was waved dismissively. "Anyway, it made me feel like the connection we shared was fabricated as a way to keep me from hurting you, that you were... just humoring me. And why wouldn't you be? I couldn't blame you at all for playing along to protect yourself. You had barely met me, and all you knew about me was that I was a murderer, a pervert, and a decent cook. It was then that I realized that I was letting myself get too close to you and that I needed to back up, put some distance between us. That is why I put up a front with you. I actually had no intention of touching you for the rest of the day as a way of putting my walls back up, but that proved to be very... difficult." A little smile lit his lips as he remembered the way she had slid her hand up his shirt, that mouth giving his ear a little nibble.

"In any case, that is why I was like that if you were wondering." Damien met her eyes, rubbing her sides in almost a massaging manner. Whether it was meant to sooth herself or him, he wasn't sure.

 

[Drobabes]

He looked around once they arrived, but scoping it out but also just appreciating the beautiful little haven that nature had made. His free hand reached out to touch the large boulder, noticing an indent in it that was conveniently smooth and would make a nice spot to sit, although he would probably have to jump up a bit to get his ass up there. Although, there was a little someone holding his hand that was very easy to lift...

"Really now? Are you going to try to corrupt me, bad boy."

Vin looked back at him, a playful expression lighting up his face. Letting go of his hand for a moment, he reached down and picked him up by the hips, and then promptly placed him so that he was sitting on the spot where he had just been touching. Once he was there, Vin leaned his face down so that he was only inches from him, the smile still playing on his lips.

"Oh I'm going to corrupt every inch of you, little man."

With that, he leaned down and claimed those sweet lips; his hands coming up to hold each side of Sabastians face.
______

She remained quiet, her turn to listen as he explained what was going through his mind at the time. She found it a little difficult to watch his face the whole time, but she tried her best to give him her full attention, even though a bit of anxiety was working itself up through her. Cora didn't know why it was making her so anxious, but whatever the case, she just keeps fiddling with her nails and taking in everything he has to say. And when he was done, she found that, now, she didn't want to look away.

"I wasn't faking it, Damien" she says almost in a whisper, her expression becoming a little sad.

"I got a little scared for a minute, but I wasn't faking it before that. Or after. I don't know, you were..."

She let's out a little frustrated sigh and looks away momentarily, trying to find the right words.

"It's like...I recognized something. Maybe I was just picking up that you were scared to open up too, but at the moment, I felt like you were sharing something with me that wasn't easy for you to share. And I know, trust me, how hard it is to do something like that...and I just...wanted to share back, I guess..."

Suddenly she she knits her brows a bit and smacks his arm playfully.

"But then you scared me you big jerk, and I turned into a little bunny and ruined the moment. And then I had to fix it and the only thing I could think of to annoy you was say no to your doting hospitality."

Her eyes go back to his then, and she gives him a more genuine grin. Cora knew she probably had the opportunity, now, to ask him why he had killed that man-but she thought she already knew the answer to that question. Despite what Damien had done, she had seen a glimpse of the path that had led him to take those actions, and she didn't need to ask if he would have been a better person had he been given a better life. She already knew that.

 

[Poprockz]

He liked that sexy look in Vin's eyes as he felt the man take back his hand, but he didn't expect for him to lift him up. As it was, to his surprise he was suddenly sitting atop one of the stones Vin had been looking at moments ago. To be fair, the rock seemed to have an indent that was perfect for an ass, and Sabastian appreciated the fact that his plump little ass would be comfortable while the taller man had his way with him.

The way Vin said those words made him shiver, his eyes looking longingly at Vin before he felt their mouths come together in a sweet kiss. His hands went back to Vin's chest, simply rubbing gently before his hands dipped lower. They didn't go so low as to touch his pants, but instead slipped nimbly under Vin's shirt so he could feel the warmth of his chest on his fingertips.

He could have melted from the way Vin so tenderly held his face, already feeling his body starting to crave more of the man. The little blonde kissed him back, loving the taste of the man's lips.

------------------------------------------------------

He looked a bit stunned at her words for a moment and then...

Damien looked like a man who had been told that his peach cobbler was the best peach cobbler in the competition, though he tried to quell the beaming smile that threatened to overtake his face. She wasn't faking it... She really had felt something for him at that time. That very fact made him extremely happy for some reason, as though he was supremely grateful that their connection wasn't fake and that he hadn't been imagining it for his own benefit.

"Well, it certainly worked. You pressed my hospitality buttons and got me a bit annoyed there. I'm really glad you did though..." His voice was soft and full of gratitude.

Reaching out, he hugged her close and squeezed her affectionately. Once he had, he let her go only enough for him to kiss her, his mouth pressing passionately against hers. The man's breath was hot as he only came up for air occasionally before finally letting her breath. His heart felt a little lighter and he found himself overwhelmed with love for the woman. She was so precious to him, and he would be damned if he didn't tell or show her one way or another for the rest of their lives.

"You... are an amazing woman, Cora. I think it's your compassion that most surprises me. It's as though your heart is simply big enough that you decided to give me a chance, and for that..." he caressed her cheek, his eyes so soft and gentle, "you make me the happiest man alive."

 

[Drobabes]

Vin groaned when he felt those cool hands slide up under his shirt, Sabastians fingertips gracing his hot skin and making him shiver. He let his own hands slide down slowly, almost reluctantly, after he had enjoyed his soft lips for long enough that he started to get a little lightheaded and knew they both needed some air. His own lips didn't go very far, simply kissing along the line of Sabastians jaw and then down towards his neck, where he nibbled him gently as his calloused hands made a slow trail down his sides and then up along his back and laying themselves over his bare shoulders. Once there, his strong fingers massaged his petite form with need, his own excitement growing as well.
______

She saw the way the corners of his lips were tugging, as if he was trying hard to fight off a smile, and it made her feel a bit lighter. With the hard part of their conversation now over, she didn't feel as anxious.

His sudden affectionate hug took her off guard, but only for a moment, before she was hugging him back, her hand coming up to gently stroke his skin. When he let her back down, only to claim her tender lips, she found herself melting once again, her own breaths becoming a bit heavy with the passion and intensity of his kiss. Cora didn't know how he did that, but he almost managed to leave her feeling light-headed and all but giddy by the time he let her breathe again.

"you make me the happiest man alive."

His words were so soft and tender, and that look in his eye was so genuine as he caressed her cheek, that suddenly she found herself starting to blush. Cora loved that she had made him feel happy, but he was showering her with so much passion and love that she felt like she was going to literally melt, lying there in his arms like some princess in a fairy tale.

Very slowly, she brings her hands up and covers her face, only peeking out at him through a small slit in her fingers. Her cheeks turn even more red, and this time, she can't stop the small giggle that works up through her frame.

"You know, we're supposed to be getting firewood. Not seeing how long it takes you to turn me into a Cora puddle."