wizardmanor | Floor 5, Room 3

[Wow, that is jumping the gun. Urianger laughs, but does play along.]

A test of our observational prowess, is it? I suppose it dependeth on the tropes incorporated by the writer.

[Like, there are so many plot points to be used. Which one will this story use? After thinking about it for a moment, Urianger points toward the most innocent-looking character displayed on the poster.]

I shall hazard a guess that this woman hither hath many dark secrets to hide.

Mm, I disagree. In a community, the richest one is always the one most capable of terrible feats.

[So he points out the man in a dark suit with the rest, but with a fancy beard and glittering cufflinks on his wrists. Is he the richest person on the cast? Who knows?]

Shall we see who wins? [He gives Urianger a sly look before he notes the location of the movie, and begins to follow the signs.]

Hah. 'Tis difficult to contradict that logic.

[But would a twist like that sit well with the affluent populace of this town? That's what gave Urianger pause when he made a similar consideration.

As he follows...]

We shall. Wouldst thou make a proper bet of it?

[With real stakes and such?]

Hmm... [Ithaqua's eyes narrow behind his sunglasses, but his smile turns into a smirk wide enough to bare fang.]

What shall you give me, should I win the bet?

[Why is Ithaqua giving him that look......]

What wouldst thou ask of me? I shall decide something to ask of thee in return.

Hm... What if I tell you later, once we have finished with the movie and seen the results of our wager? The same goes for your condition, as well.

Keep it a secret, eh...? [With a nod,] Very well. I look forward to seeing which of us comes out victorious.

That's the spirit. [He grins up at Urianger, before leading the way to the right theatre. Apparently there are a lot of rooms in here for viewing... Enough to seat perhaps a dozen people, perhaps a little more, but only he and Urianger are here for the murder mystery, it seems.

Which is just fine by Ithaqua, because it means he can drape himself over Urianger without any eyes on them.]

[Urianger's a little surprised to find the room empty. Is it due to the time of day? Has the movie been poorly received? Well, whatever the reason, it's going to be an exciting new experience for the two of them.

He wraps an arm around Ithaqua for support, letting his head rest against his boyfriend's as the movie gets underway. Time to see what this movie thing is all about!]

[Isn't this nice? Like a private experience built just for them. He'd love to cuddle more, but Ithaqua's attention is captured by the sights, the sounds, the spectacle on display just for them-- the movie being projected on a special screen, the way he'd heard it being done.

The story is different from what he's read before, with a large cast in a setting not unlike the Western country, but then again, Ithaqua is used to stories with a small cast of characters. In its own way, the film is compelling, and he reacts accordingly to each new plot beat, though softly as if trying not to disturb the magic of the movie.

When it's over, Ithaqua returns his sunglasses to his face and smirks up at Urianger as they make their way out onto the street.]

Well? I won the wager.

[As it turns out, movies really are something. Urianger is similarly captivated by this display of technological prowess, and he often finds himself wondering how certain aspects of the movie were pulled off through a simple recording. These special effects are on an entirely new level from what live theatrical performances can provide. All of these wonderful new concepts get him completely lost in the world of this film, much like he would when reading fables as a child. It proves to be an unforgettable experience, and having Ithaqua there with him makes the memory that much sweeter.

He's still a little starstruck by the time the film is over, so much so that he had completely forgotten about the bet in the first place.]

Ah. That thou didst. [Much to Urianger's surprise. He thought the film would subvert expectations on the culprit, but that's okay. It was still a solid writing decision.] Very well. As decided, I would hear thy request of me.

[Of course, Ithaqua knows exactly what he wants. He's waited for so long, and he is so pleased that he won this bet.

Is he shameless for using a wager to get Urianger to finally bed him? No. He's desperate, all right? He's been rubbing one out to his imagination since they ventured through the Northern forests, even before they became a couple.]

Take me to bed. [A strong, confident tone.]

Take thee t--

[That demand can be seen as completely innocent in any other context, but Urianger isn't stupid. He knows exactly what it means now, and he almost spits out his proverbial drink.]

[His face reddens almost immediately and he has to look away for a second to collect himself.

It's not the concept of sleeping with Ithaqua that embarrasses him. He'd been steadily making plans to do this very thing...or at least ask to do it. But it's the suddenness and sheer confidence from Ithaqua—not to mention how public this all is—that does it. Since this is the condition for losing their bet and Urianger had no intention of refusing anything Ithaqua might request of him, it's definitely happening.]

I... R-Right now?

Yes. [He did not hesitate one bit.

Ithaqua places his hands on his hips, looking up at Urianger with a steely expression. He's determined to have his way.]

I wanted to respect your desire to go slow, whatever your plans were for us, but when you kiss me the way you do, do you truly expect me to just keep waiting? [Not to mention the way Urianger dresses, his chest and arms out, his handsome face on display... Everything makes Ithaqua want to climb the walls.

And they are certainly in public, aren't they? Look at all these Westerners, starting to take note.]

Ah...

[His eyes had been darting around, awkwardness growing as he saw more and more people stopping to rubberneck this commotion. But it quickly changes over to shame.]

I... I apologize. I had not realized I was causing thee such discomfort. 'Twas not mine intent to lead thee along.

[He holds out a hand for Ithaqua to take, if he'll have him.]

Pray allow me to rectify this posthaste. Shall we locate a suitable location for our purposes?

[Ithaqua takes Urianger's hand, but rather than allow Urianger to pull him along (yet), he uses that to pull himself towards his lover.]

I hear this district has the selection of rooms just for that purpose. Let's find one with a nice view, hm?

[There's a hint of pride and glee in his tone. Finally, they're getting somewhere.]

[Ithaqua is absolutely allowed his moment of triumph. As he closes in, Urianger neatly links their arms together.]

Aye, and without a moment's delay.

[The Nectar District...that's right, he's heard whispers about it too. He ought to speak with some of the wizards here at some point, even if he's a little out of his depth with all the pleasure-seeking aspects. But hey, maybe he'd glean a decent amount from that too. He has someone who might enjoy to experience what he's learned.

For now though, the two of them can locate a nice hotel.]

[Ithaqua's smile spreads wide, genuine. A true sort of joy that finally, what he's been waiting for will happen.]

Don't lie-- have you given thought to that in the past?

[What a question to be asking in public while looking for a hotel to do that very deed, but Ithaqua really has burned his sense of shame because... he's been waiting too long.]

[Urianger's ears burn brightly as he's further questioned on this. If there's a public setting to talk about this at least they probably in it, but that doesn't really comfort him at all. This is so awkward, he can't even look at Ithaqua.]

I...have, aye. I had begun preparations to surprise thee with a romantic rendezvous.

[Now they're having an impromptu one.]

Heheh! [If Urianger thought it impossible for Ithaqua to brighten even more... he's wrong. He lights up considerably, and even lets go of his lover's hand to give him a hug. And put his face close to that exposed sliver of chest.]

I adore how you just start working on your ideas, because I know they will be so meticulously thought-out. Do not let go of that plan, hm? Surprise me one day, and I shall be so pleased.

[Though that doesn't change the fact that Ithaqua wants Urianger's head between his legs right now. Or his head between Urianger's legs.]

[Can they at least find a room first--

Disoriented by this turn of events and heart beating wildly, Urianger reacts awkwardly to the hug. It doesn't help that Ithaqua is right up in his tits, but it's fine. That's...fine. Plans have been thrown out the window, but he can wing it.]

...Very well. Once I have become confident that I have the element of surprise in my favor, I shall spring my carefully-laid plans upon thee.

I look forward to it.

[Now, he shall (endeavour) to spare Urianger any more embarrassment. He releases his arms to take his lover's hand again, to make for the nearest building that looks like a relatively decent hotel. After finding one-- it wasn't too far away, and clearly the Nectar district is just like that-- and they're situated in their room, Ithaqua gets down on his knees before Urianger and starts pushing his robes aside.]

[Actually getting into the privacy of a room does wonders for Urianger's constitution. He's able to relax himself to prepare for what is to come...of which Ithaqua wastes no time in getting to. He isn't even able to take in the sights of the room before Ithaqua goes right under his robes. Help.]

Ah--

[To Ithaqua's benefit, Urianger is once again not wearing pants underneath those robes. He will have no trouble finding bare legs, and more importantly, a thin layer of fabric between him and what he's actually after.]

Ithaqua, if I may... [He's hardly about to actually stop his extremely thirsty lover, but-] Was it not I who was to bed thee?

[Ithaqua digs himself back out of Urianger's robes, but hangs onto them still. His sunglasses are... somewhere. Tucked somewhere in a pocket. He managed to just not lose them in his hurry to get to his knees. But with them gone, Urianger can see how wide his eyes are.]

Why would such mean that I cannot do this? I've no intention of being the passive recipient.

The... dead fish. [He speaks those two words slowly, as if trying them out in his mouth, and scowls. The thought irritates him, and even the term annoys him.]

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we gettin nsfw beyond this point

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