[superhell pcs] thancred

[voidshift]

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[voidshift]

[HELL YEAH. ryn has a drink with him from the bar, in a to-go cup of some sort, as they head inside.]

We're going to have to do something about the outfit if there's supposed to be a party.

[onlythans]

Well, you needn't try very hard. Looking mysterious and alluring comes naturally; it's the rest of us who'll have to keep up.

[alpha week more like cringe compilation week]

Whatever I find, you had better not steal this too.

[voidshift]

[he's just preening a little as he's complimented, hair tentacles wiggling happily.]

If I steal enough of your clothes, though, you'll have to just start going around shirtless.

[onlythans]

I would do that if you asked.

[Well, if he's going to be smug about it — and still within arm's reach, for that matter — then Thancred is just going to snag him around the waist and do that cute capture-drag-against-him thing that slick playful guys sometimes get away with, if their target is willing and doesn't have too sharp of elbows.]

And you know it.

[voidshift]

[rynlan allows it, one arm wrapped around him in turn-- it's partly to brace himself, with his leg still less than fully functional, but he absolutely doesn't mind staying close.]

I do, but it's not fun if I just ask you.

[onlythans]

As though I wouldn't make it fun for you. Tsk, tsk.

[you know the last time we had a thread like this thancred got hot coffee dumped all over his crotch so praise halone we're not in a coffee shop is all i'm saying here.]

Truly, am I ever so cruel?

[voidshift]

Oh, I'm sure you would. There'd just be less satisfaction in it for me.

[the whole point would be making thancred do it by stealing his clothes...

he's casually resting his head against thancred's. the tentacles idly play with his hair, thanks to the proximity.]

[onlythans]

[The tentacles are so weird and it's honestly shameful how he's more than kind of into it. He just likes being petted. Go figure.]

Seems to me I'm the one doing most of the satisfying around here.

[He grins.]

But you are lovely when you're smug.

[voidshift]

Excuse you? I do plenty of satisfying.

[elbowing him lightly.]

And I'm lovely all of the time.

[onlythans]

I don't disagree. You're also smug all of the time.

[kisses him right on that smug stupid mouth.]

But since you bring it up, I wouldn't mind a little satisfying right about now, if you're offering...

[voidshift]

Here? Really?

[he hums against thancred's mouth, still leaning heavily against him.]

Not that I'd say no, but it's not the most comfortable.

[rynlan.]

[onlythans]

I meant, since you've such opinions about what I wear, I should get to indulge a few of my own about you in return.

[That's not the only thing he meant, but also, we're in a saintly christian place of business on Animal Crossing island here.]

For the party, remember?

[voidshift]

I'm willing to take your opinions under advisement.

[which is more than he usually allows, when it comes to his clothes.]

[onlythans]

We could compromise.

[oh, boy.]

I'll let you choose what we both wear to the party. You let me choose what you wear after.

[voidshift]

After, hm?

[he considers, for a few moments, but-- well. he's confident he'll look good in anything.]

You know what, all right. I'll let you.

[onlythans]

Now that's what I like to hear.

[And because even in the midst of confidence week he's not unmindful of the implications, he gives Ryn a little squeeze.]

A pretty treat all for me.

[voidshift]

One you'd better appreciate, because it's not going to happen again that easily.

[so make your choice well, fuckboy.]

[onlythans]

Appreciate, savor, relish...I expect I'll be doing all of the above.

[Speaking of making choices, as much as he'd like to linger and get tenta-petted for the rest of this thread, there are clothes to look at. So!

He nudges at Ryn lightly, keeping an arm around him even as he loosens his hold just enough that they could turn and resume walking, if they both so desired.]

Now, what of this upcoming — hold on, what's that?

[novelty t-shirts spotted]

[voidshift]

You get one picture. Make the best of it.

[he's deciding on this ahead of time.

he'll let himself be nudged along, though, turning his attention to the clothes, and--

hello what IS that.]

--you know, I have no idea.

[onlythans]

[We're going to assume there are, like, some example designs sitting around on display for inspiration purposes, and that one of them is this, and also that Thancred is pointing at it.]

Ah, look, Perfect for you.

[voidshift]

-I'm not that enamored with my own tentacles.

[what are you implying!]

[onlythans]

Find a more fitting one, then. If you can.

[uh-oh. a challenge.]

[voidshift]

What, for you?

[hmm. he contemplates.

he gestures to the slut croptop.]

[onlythans]

[On one hand: he is horrified. On the other hand: this sounds like a challenge.]

Never let it be said I don't give you everything you ever want.

[He says, and steps free just far enough to pull his gunbreaker coat off his shoulders by the lapels and roll his arms back to let it slide artfully to the ground in a heap of white fabric. Without hesitation or preamble, he next hooks his fingers beneath the hem of the boring generic shirt he's wearing, and easily peels that off, too.

Because yeah. Sometimes it really is that easy to get him shirtless.]

Give it here.

[voidshift]

[he's already working hard not to laugh as thancred agrees and starts stripping, watching as he sheds his coat and shirt-- not without appreciation, honestly, he is fond of the view.

but he offers out the shirt with one raised brow, once thancred asks for it.]

Go ahead, see if it fits.