realpolitik | Leon Magnus | Stahn Aileron

[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!]

[he's not sure that's the right answer here at all.]

It's not really the same... I don't think it would be the same if we... planned it that way.

[not that he wouldn't take part in it, but it seems to lose a bit of something when they speak so... formally about it. leon, what is this.]

Hm.

[Well....even so, his documents and work are important, and so--]

I suppose we shall have to avoid that in the future, then.

[No desk sex for them then!!!]

[wow? he never asked for this?!]

Leeeeoooooon...

[number one: this isn't fair.

number two: now the idea is in his head.

number three: stahn is definitely going to toss his documents to the side and fuck leon on that desk on day.]

[Leon has no idea what he has begun. He has no idea what he is bringing upon himself.

He's not going to hate it, though.

Even despite his documents probably ending up crumpled.

For now, though, he just makes an acknowledging noise.]

Is that a problem? Those are my requirements for something along those lines.

...You can't just bring those things up and take them back.

[sure, in the end? stahn's not really going to let it go. but that's not going to stop him from pouting like a child when leon shrugs it off with such strict requirements.]

It's not like your job, you know...

[He just gives Stahn a flat look at that, even as he finishes lathering up his hair.]

Rinse.

Regardless, it is my work at stake, so I believe it is fair to be concerned over this.

[He's just going to start with his own hair, as matter of fact as ever.]

I didn't say you couldn't be concerned, but...

[stahn sighs, but he'll comply, getting into position to properly rinse his hair out.]

It doesn't feel very important if you put it that way. ["important" is probably the wrong word. "romantic," "loving," "considerate," "passionate," are probably better words, but this is stahn. it's hard for him to say those things too.]

Important...

[This feels like another of those things Leon is just...not grasping. He frowns a little to himself, finishing lathering up his hair abs then burying his fingers into Stahn's to help him rinse the soap out.]

Naturally it is important. Discussing it frankly does not change that.

[????]

[stahn appreciates the help, at least. that part feels pretty warm and caring.]

There's still... a difference. You're talking about it with... [how does he explain it? clinical would be the word, but that's not really in stahn's vernacular in that sense.]

Well, like it's a job or a mission. Business and not... something just for us... [naturally, stahn is the sentimental one about this, which all ties back to his small-town values about love and sex.]

[... Now he's even more confused. He's not good with emotions like this at the best of times, and Stahn not being able to put it clearly definitely doesn't help either. His brow is furrowed, frowning a little as he works his fingers through Stahn's hair to get it cleaned up, trying so hard to understand where Stahn's coming from.

... Something just for them. That's certainly true, but.]

... Nothing would be able to change that even so.

[...Right? Isn't that how it always is? That sort of thing--it's just for them.]

No, that's not—

[this is difficult for stahn, because he knows he's not conveying his feelings right at all. so he pauses, drawing in a breath and steeling himself before he says what he feels.]

It doesn't feel personal...! It feels too... planned, like a mission if we talk about doing that and... before...

[yeah, he loses steam pretty quick because saying "preparing the desk just to have sex on it doesn't work for him at all.]

If we're going to... in a place like that... it would be because we want to, with each other. Like last night, and this morning too... [he's so red in the face right now.]

[... He's not sure he gets it still, but from what he's hearing, Stahn thinks it's better when it's...spontaneous? And Leon can't deny that there's worth to it. It's been good.

But on the other hand...]

You can't possibly believe that we won't need to plan head in the future.

[... After all, they're not anywhere near prepared for proper intercourse. He knows that much.]

While I don't disagree that there is merit to it...even so, occasionally I do not believe there is harm to planning either.

[They'll be fine.]

I'm not saying that either!

[stahn's seriously about to sink himself down into the water because he's so flustered and unsure of how to express himself.]

But... something like that—! With the desk... it... [how can you plan "hey, let's have sex on the desk" in advance? it just doesn't seem right to him.

leave him here to die, he doesn't know how to do this at all.]

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