realpolitik | Leon Magnus | Stahn Aileron

Is that so.

[Leon's lips quirk into a vaguely amused smirk.

But he doesn't say anything else. He'll let Stahn dwell on it as he finishes setting up the bath.]

[wow, this is so not fair. stahn is incredibly flustered by that reaction...

he can't just let that sit?

...which is exactly why leon's going to get a hug from the back and:]

I'm soooorryyyyy.... [he didn't mean to leave marks everywhere...]

[Stahn........it's okay......... it'll be okay....

Leon's quiet for another moment, stepping into the bath and settling there--taking Stahn's previous spot and making a place for Stahn by spreading his legs, mimicking the night before. He gets to have Stahn in his arms sometimes too, he refuses to not just because he's smaller.

And then he reaches a hand up towards Stahn.]

It isn't as though I'm angry, so calm down. [It's fine. Everything's fine.]

[the fact that he's smaller doesn't mean much to stahn; he knows that leon is strong and capable.

and of course, he's willing to take that hand and use it as a guide for getting into the bath, lowering himself into the water before shimmying close so he can leon against leon.]

Mm... I thought you might get angry about it... after seeing it.

... I might have.

[He'll admit that much, even as he slides his arms lightly and loosely around Stahn's waist, resting against him as well. It's comfortable like this.]

But even so, it is true that you were... [...well, trying to make him feel good.] ...Your intentions were relatively selfless, that is.

[so he can't be mad.]

[comfortable it is, and that's why stahn takes little issue in relaxing a bit this way. he feels so comfortable like this, even with the roles reversed from the night before—stahn feels absolutely secure and at ease while they're in this position.

he can feel leon leaning against him, and it's warm and assuring, especially when leon is being so assuring in his own way.]

Still... I'll be more careful next time. [he probably won't, because he'll be too caught in the moment to tink about it. but he means well in making that offer.

...and in making the next offer.] ...You can do the same, if you want. I won't be mad.

[yeah, he sure is giving leon freedom to leave hickeys wherever he wants and whenever.]

[He probably won't, and Leon knows it. Stahn is too passionate. When he gets wrapped up in things, he can't stop. It's one of the things Leon admires so much about him, so it's not like he'll ask him to change that.

Even though it also leads to hickeys.

Still...that offer makes Leon look more thoughtful than anything. An open-ended offer to do the same to Stahn, is it?

And honestly, he's not trying to start anything here. But he also does want to get even and take Stahn up on that offer. So he just manages a breathy:]

I see. Then if that is the case...

[He'll press his lips against Stahn's neck, gently at first and then with greater intent, sucking at the flesh there just as Stahn had for him before.

He thinks he deserves to leave at least one mark.]

[oh.

truthfully, stahn hadn't expected that leon would take him up on that offer immediately—though he's not going to complain about it.

his eyelids flutter closed, and stahn instinctively tilts his head in the opposite direction, allowing leon more space and freedom to do what he wants. stahn knows that leon's not trying to escalate the situation but... he can't help it. it still feels good, and he has little control over the breath he shudders out as a result. his hands seek leon, resting them on leon's forearms and squeezing lightly in encouragement.

this is fine.

leon could leave one mark. he could leave two or three. he could leave ten and stahn wouldn't be likely to complain about it.

at least for now, he manages to not make any more noise about it, as good as it feels.]

[He'll keep it at the one, because unlike some people, he has some self control (but only in this moment). When Leon's satisfied, he pulls back, inspecting the mark for a moment before he sighs and settles back more.

This is fine.

This position, what they've just done--everything is fine.

And he's honestly and sincerely satisfied and pleased in this moment, which leaves his voice quiet and content when he finally speaks, a little huskily.]

There. Now we have begun to be more equal in that respect.

Mm...

[stahn hums quietly, settling a bit more comfortably against leon; there's a smile on his lips and he just feels... warm. loved. comfortable.

(maybe still a little turned on, too.)]

That's how it should be, right? Equals... partners. [he hums again because that's how he sees it. even if one gains an advantage briefly, they're equals in this. neither of them has full control, and neither of them really needs it. he'd rather it be this way, where there's nobody with a distinct advantage.

they're in this together, after all, and their endeavors should be made to reflect that. but after a moment, stahn will laugh softly, recognizing what's been done.]

I guess we'll both have to cover up well for a few days now...

[Unlike Stahn, who was nice enough to show shame when Leon brought up the marks, Leon has none. He just hums under his breath, content and a little smug, and tucks his face into the crook of Stahn's neck.

He's smug to be sure.

But then, even if Stahn did get him back, being able to take Stahn apart like he did with his hands was a very satisfying experience after all.

And seeing Stahn splayed on the bed like that....]

I suppose we will. It is not so troublesome for me, but you shall have to watch when you are being shirtless.

Ah... ye... yeah...

[he hadn't really thought much about that; stahn's definitely much more prone to exposing his skin because it doesn't make him particularly uncomfortable... but like this, he can't do that.

he can feel his cheeks heating up a bit—it's kind of funny how that works. somehow, leon knows all the right things to say and do in order to actually embarrass stahn a bit, and he's not sure if it's because he's so sheltered or because leon just knows exactly what to say in order to rile him up.]

If anyone sees that... [it would be embarrassing. even if maybe it's to be expected that they're intimate when everyone knows at this point, it's still very personal to stahn.

there go those country bumpkin sensibilities again.]

I'll just have to be more careful...

[Well.

Stahn really is so pure sometimes, in direct contrast to... well, everything else. Leon snorts softly under his breath, relaxing in the warmth and comfort of the bath, and runs wet fingers through Stahn's hair idly. Yeah... time to start washing this mess of hair, honestly.]

If anyone sees these marks, there will be little doubt what they are from.

[Leon's suddenly able to be so calm and cool about it... but mostly because he knows his own will be totally covered up. That's the only reason.]

[if nothing else, stahn instinctively leans his head into that touch; there's something incredibly soothing about the way leon's fingers run through them—even more so than usual with the warmth of the water touching his scalp.]

That's... ye-yeah. [stahn is less calm and less cool, because he is a bumpkin.] That.. would be too much, right? For people to know that kind of thing...

[Leon's going to start wetting Stahn's hair because he can, and because as nice as the bath is, they don't need to linger in here forever like the night before.

But even as he does, his tone is dry.]

I, personally, would prefer people do not think too hard about our sex lives, yes.

[THAT'S JUST HIM THOUGH.]

Ah—

[wow, okay leon! he wasn't expecting such a blunt statement and all, and from that angle, he can probably see how red stahn's ears get from that.

somehow, hearing leon say "our sex lives" is one of the most embarrassing things of all, even if that's exactly what they have now.]

Right. That... it's something that should stay just with us.

[He sure can...and it honestly amuses him.

Well then.

Stahn is so surprisingly sheepish for someone who just had Leon's dick in his mouth--but for now, Leon takes pity.]

I am glad we agree. Now--get your hair wet. We've wasted enough time this morning.

[Even if he enjoyed all of it.]

[leon's so good to him. it's hard for stahn to help though; where he's from, nobody talks so bluntly about sex, and while stahn knows that people probably do all sorts of things...

he's never talked about it.

so while he enjoyed everything he did, dick in his mouth and all, talking about it in such blunt terms still embarrasses him.]

Ah.. right. I guess we really did stay... in bed... longer than we planned.

[even though it's still not really that late. but stahn is hungry and embarrassed. he'll take a minute though to slide down further into the water, head dipping back to wet all his hair. before he lifts himself up though, he'll look up at leon from this position because...

well, why not? any new way he can see leon is a good way, even if stahn's cheeks are clearly still flushed from the embarrassment.]

[It's not like seeing Stahn looking up at him like that in this position is a bad view for Leon, either. He's quiet for a moment before he reaches out to run his fingers through Stahn's hair, making sure it is all wet and properly ready for shampoo after. If nothing else, he's going to start getting used to taking care of Stahn's hair as well.

(Though he still finds it adorable that Stahn's unable even now to talk about what they did.

At all.

"In bed" indeed.)

So Leon just...idly decides to test that a little.]

It isn't as though it has to be in bed.

[They did almost lose it on the desk that one time.]

[they did almost lose it on the desk, but stahn is still absolutely not prepared for leon to make a statement like that.

at all.

so much so that—]

Le-Leon! [he sputters out, his face going a bright shade of pink... and from the way he moves from the surprise, his nose gets submerged just enough to inhale some bathwater and immediately start choking on it.

he's so flustered right now.

sure, it's not going to kill him or anything, but this is definitely one of those rare occasions where it's stahn that's completely flustered and not leon.

(not that he'd really have a problem if they fooled around on the desk, but that's not the point.)]

[Whoops.

He murdered Stahn in the bathtub with some vaguely lewd words. Though really...all Leon can do when Stahn resurfaces is arch an eyebrow at him, even as he tugs at him gently to sit up. Up, up, he's not done, he still has to shampoo Stahn's hair.]

Should I take that as a no? You seemed reasonably willing, that first time.

Wh—That's not what I said at all!

[he's flustered, that's all. even as he pulls himself upright once again, that much is obvious. he hunches over a bit, still coughing a bit uncomfortable from getting water up his nose.

leon...

leon!!

stahn really wasn't prepared at all for just a bold suggestion even after everything else. and now he's more embarrassed by the way leon responds to it. how did this happen!]

[Sorry, Stahn....Leon's just going to start to lather up some shampoo into Stahn's hair, working at it with pure efficiency. He's hungry too, after all, especially after that much activity.

But even as he does...he's thinking on it. Now he can't stop; he's always been an analytical person, and now there's a problem in front of him to solve.]

Mm... I suppose if nothing else, we would have to be careful not to make a mess--or clear my desk off beforehand.

[Leon is skilled at taking the romance out of most situations, and is far too clinical.]

[yeah, this is embarrassing. leon, why you gotta? he's definitely still in that more withdrawn position, even as he relaxes into the comfortable way leon begins to shampoo his hair.]

I don't think you're supposed to plan things like that...

[it's so clinical and unromantic and has no passion to it. is there even a point of talking about it so bluntly if he's going to treat is like a mission? stahn's not sure and that might just be the only thing that keeps this from being one of the most embarrassing conversations of all time.]

[He can't help it...it's how he is, and there's a method to his madness as well, as he'll now show.

He snorts vaguely under his breath.]

Passion is all well and good, but if we made a mess on important documents, there would be trouble.

[He's just covering his bases!]

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