[ Whoever can have their dicks remain limp with a horny sorcerer on their lap has the willpower of an ascended monk. ]
Mm, my apologies. I seem to have forgotten where we are.
[ Words spoken in an unapologetic, sing-song, yet breathy and amused tone, which is more of an indication that Jing Yuan is definitely beyond warming up to this. And not just because his body is very eager.
The daring friction incited by Solomon in turn is delightful, the action being behind the way his eyes narrow ever so slightly approvingly as an indication of how the pleasurable contact affects him. He doesn't make much of a sound in response, but he doesn't need to, with him allowing his body to also meet the movements all the same. Though...Solomon can see the way those golden eyes momentarily soften in gentleness when those lips press gently against his jaw. That gets an affectionate caress where Jing Yuan has his fingers still caught in Solomon's hair, and...
Jing Yuan then shifts the hand that was resting at the other's lower back instead to Solomon's shoulder. Regardless of the man's grips on his forearms, he is never hampered by this kind of movement — praise be to his strength, even if it might jostle where the other man has rested his own. As for the other hand still within Solomon's hair, Jing Yuan moves that out of it to downwards in order tug at Solomon's high collar to expose the skin as he leans forward... ]
...Though, I wonder if I should warn you in the same way, given what you just did? Would I be wrong to?
[ Jing Yuan's words are teasing, more than anything. Then, he's moving to press his lips against the exposed soft skin of Solomon's neck — not to bite, but still only to suck at it none-so-gently right after. All is fair, right? ]
Solomon stifles a sound in his throat at the suddenness of it, the rough and aggressive nature to the sudden pinching warmth under lips and tongue and teeth, right where his pulse starts to pound just a little hotter.
Oh. Oh, this is dangerous. He cups Jing Yuan's head against his neck as his next breath comes in a little more shallow, free hand gripping against the one holding at this clothing to expose him. Not to take that touch away, but to acknowledge its presence, to feel the shift of tendon and muscle.
[For a passing moment, it feels like it shouldn't matter. A spot of weakness, of wanting to take the bait and give in return, to just follow that push and pull, that back and forth. It's deliciously enticing, and for that passing moment, he almost caves to keeping it going, as he leans his head to rest just barely against Jing Yuan's shoulder and expose the line of his neck further, the dark characters that show the start of protective sigils. His shoulders roll with a tremble, a voiceless sigh, a subtle rolling of his body up into the ministration of Jing Yuan's mouth. Not enough to provide either of them friction, but close enough to feel the heat that's starting to bother Jing Yuan is a shared matter.]
As soon as Jing Yuan's mouth frees from him, Solomon's hand raises to gently press against Jing Yuan's lips, to give them a slight amount of distance as he backs off his lap just slightly. He's a little breathier now, though what tinge of color he may lack for now is made up for by the heat now heavy in his eyes.]
Not even a dialogue for me, General? What a poor warning.
[It's not serious, of course. But he does let the silence sit thick, a slow trace of his fingertips over those warm, warm lips.]
...
I'm sorry. Don't misunderstand. I don't mean to scare you off from this. Perhaps indulgence could do us some good... should we both desire it.
[And yet the quiet sits. A moment of letting the simmer remain a simmer, keeping it from boiling over too far, too fast.]
I don't ask for your heart now, Jing Yuan, when I'm not ready to give you mine. I don't ask for your feelings or desires, beyond what you wish to share. I don't wish you to give yourself completely in this moment that is difficult for you. So don't bring any more of yourself than you feel you must.
But if you find your soul so eager... and the night feels too cold...
[His fingers drag against that bottom lip. Just barely, just enough pressure to tease.]
...If this is something you cannot ignore, then find me in the Nectar District. Later. Bar Bennett.
[His expression tilts down just slightly. Lidded eyes and smile just so.]
If the carnal calls you so serenely... then you may find me, and put your hands on me, and allow your heart to be left with mine by the wayside for a night.
[No commitments. No admittance of something as strong as love required. Only curiosity and connection and a desire to be beside, to belong, to understand.
A lonely night, for lonely souls, in privacy. Not here.]
[ Delightful...absolutely, obscenely delightful — such is the only accurate word that can be assigned to Solomon's reaction to his playful little action, incurring such a response that only encourages him in his boldness. Not that he does much else at the moment, preferring to go at it in his own pace; a patient man to the end, even if the way he proceeds may not make sense to anyone else but him. The varying pace is a comfortable one set by him, and also by his current partner; though he isn't thinking about such details. No, his mind is filled with knowledge in the various ways of how Solomon is certainly most apparently as keyed up as he so happens to be now.
So, there is that thrill of unrepentant excitement surging forward through the General like a wild, tumultuous tide, but somehow not sweeping himself up in it at all, even as Solomon regains his senses before they both truly start to indulge while throwing caution to the wind.
...And far better it be him than Jing Yuan who is, well, let us put it this way:
Shameless.
Particularly when people are not around but shameless all the same. His lips are curved in a smile by the time Solomon's pressing a hand gently to his lips and needing to catch his breath. That color on his face does terribly suit him well, he thinks, and oh he thinks other things certainly would too.
As for the issue of matters boiling over, or not...Jing Yuan resists any further playful actions by strength of will even with those fingers teasing at his bottom lip. Oh yes, he is thinking of the exact position he would have him in if it weren't for Solomon's control indeed. That, though, he keeps to himself; all that said, Solomon's words excite him further, where they might make others question it or filled with dismay. Saying such wonderfully debaucherous words in that wonderful voice, with a sinful look in his eyes, ah...he is so hopeless. ]
Well, do not sound too surprised when I say that I believe this 'something' has gone far beyond the possibility of me ignoring it.
[ His voice is still playful, jocular. If the other man had no intentions of it potentially leading in that direction, he would have never done what he did while he was in his lap. At least this time he read him correctly; and his words now are evidence to that fact. ]
..Therefore, I'm not going to make you wonder if I will show up or not, Solomon.
[ Jing Yuan cannot in all honesty treat this as a mere, thoughtless encounter, because he is not like that. But, he can give himself into a passionate night with the one he cares so dearly about; where thoughts do not make either one of them freeze, where they throw away all worries aside, and let their actions speak for themselves. To have their bodies meet one another in a heated dance, meant for only the two of them.
Yes...he is most certainly interested in following through indeed, and he lets himself fall deeply into the idea, holding back a shudder of anticipation. Though, Jing Yuan raises a hand to ghost fingers gently against one of the other male's cheeks, albeit briefly. The desire lies stark, yet deep within his golden eyes, like a pair of dual suns lit alight during an obscene solar flare. ]
I shall arrive at that place to find you. So, let us indeed continue this indulgence not here and indeed elsewhere...until we both have achieved a mutual satisfaction.
As for the other questions, he arches an eyebrow, though with all of his fluffy hair it can potentially be difficult to see. ]
I'm afraid I'm incapable of phrasing this in a less thoughtful manner. It simply would not be who I am...and as for your other question, I would say that would not be quite all that accurate.
That said, I wonder what makes you provide these inquiries at all. Is it because I'm a military man? [ His lips curl upwards, mischievous smile on his face. ] Ah...or could it be that I have left you in such shocking, pleasant surprise you thought of such intriguing questions to lay before me with such a captivating expression on your face?
So serious... you're not helping my case against you.
[Wow! 0.5 stars for not taking a joke, Jing Yuan. No rizz. Well, okay, tiny bit better at the end there, he tried to stick the landing, but still! He prompted the man so smoothly to just talk sexy to him and it went straight over his head...
Solomon looks almost disappointed as he sighs, lips pursed in a thin pout and arms crossing in front of his chest.]
[ That pouting expression is so endearing...enough that it makes him suddenly laugh lightly, more evident mirth in his eyes, which narrow slightly. Well, with the way he speaks, he can't be totally surprised about this. ]
...Oh? What a pity that I have made you think so.
[ He definitely caught the joke in there, but his delivery may have not been the best. But, no matter, Jing Yuan does not see it as an issue.
He reaches on over again, fingers brushing against Solomon's cheek once more; the action fond and affectionate, brief, catching along hair strands framing his face, before settling down. ]
Though, I had the opportunity to witness this new expression of yours, even if I would rather not make you pout all that often. Yes, I would rather not be the cause of wrinkles on your face, of all people.
Oh dear, don't start with that. Don't go speaking like Asmodeus, now, or you'll have a completely different set of expectations on you. Unless you want to be seen as a narcissist on the same level as the Avatar of Lust himself.
[He loves Asmodeus dearly in his own way, but also: please, don't be like Asmo. Please, dear god.
Quip aside, he sighs deeply as he leans into that touch, missing it when it lowers. Ah, it all feels electric after so much stimulation... when was the last time he felt like this?]
I lost my ability to age in my twenties, General. If a failed attempt at childish flirting gave me creases to show my age after all this time, I really would be destined for the grave.
I'll accept the grievance, but only on one condition.
Hmm...I see. So that's who you're comparing to me after all of this time.
...I jest, of course. I believe you can leave such concerns behind you. I won't ever sound too much like him, I'm sure.
[ Jing Yuan doesn't sound offended though, nor so serious, given he lets out a small laugh. If anything, he is curious about who this man is.
...And what exactly is his relationship with Solomon. ]
Though, you'll have to tell me about him later.
[ But, they're quite a bit occupied with another and he doesn't want to have thoughts about some other man, right now. Only Solomon who is right before his very eyes. ]
You and I would not be in this situation if you did, Jing Yuan.
[He rolls up one of his sleeves past the elbow. Seal after seal after seal, until Asmodeus's seal is visible against the outer curve of his upper arm.
It's not a man Jing Yuan has to worry(?) about. It's a demon.]
No need for comparisons. Asmo and I have a very old and complicated relationship.
[And that's as far as he needs to leave it, rolling his sleeve back down. As far as his condition?]
Go to the Nectar district. Find something, anything you like... so long as it makes you feel the same way you do now at the thought of it. Push your comfort zone a little, if you'd like.
Mm, I find myself hardly surprised at hearing that.
[ Jing Yuan replies in agreement, given the demon's title, and then watches Solomon reveal the seal, which reminds him of how many are written upon his skin. It takes him back to their previous conversation at that game about his contracts...and he ensures he does not dwell too hard on it for the moment.
Even if he is never less than amazed about it; if he lets his mind wander too far he will get too caught up in the man for another reason entirely. So, he nods at the rest, evidently content with the explanation because there had been at least a beginning level of curiosity present. As for the condition in question, he closes his eyes momentarily, a huff escaping him then.
The smile may be a little too easy, but any smile looks good on Solomon's face. Much like that smug and defiant look not too long ago. ]
I see. That should be easy enough.
While it is true that I might have something already in mind, I don't believe it hurts to look around to see if something else tickles my fancy, as it were...in either case, whatever I decide to bring you certainly will know soon enough. So that naturally we can discuss its...'use'.
[Pff. Still so serious... it really does remind him more of Barbatos than Asmo by far.]
Now, now, don't tilt your hand too far into my sights~
[That's just giving him far too much to work with to be a Problem later. Is Jing Yuan truly such a planner even for matters like this? Well! Maybe he really could use a lesson in the joys of spontaneity... or perhaps just losing a little of that need for control.
Like a switch going off, Solomon's mood tilts right back as if their little encounter hadn't just taken such a deeply sensual turn, lightly sliding himself off Jing Yuan's lap as he calls for his broom. Theres a lot for him to do and not much time to do it, and leaving Jing Yuan to stew in his want for a little longer might just make it all the more interesting.
As he lightly kicks his broom up to his outstretched hand, his other palm slides back under Jing Yuan's jaw, a careful tilt of his gaze up as Solomon seats himself on his broom just so with one leg crossing the other. No need to show the world his current condition, even if it isn't too noticeable just yet.]
Sundown, then. Don't mind for the details. I'll take care of the rest.
...
Be gentle to your heart until then, Jing Yuan. Can you give me that much for now?
Considering my track record, I think that's impossible.
[ Jing Yuan says somehow both lightly and bluntly at the same time, even if he doesn't really like bragging, but he can always manage it if it is in a playful manner. As for spontaneity...sincerely absolutely good luck; Solomon has seen what spontaneous has looked like on Jing Yuan though, and that so far has been mostly confined to his actions in the forest. So it isn't impossible. Though the results may be dubious (but hey who doesn't enjoy a bit of the unexpected in the bedroom, just a little?)
As it is, Jing Yuan watches Solomon change gears without batting an eyelid, representing how truly a mostly unflappable man he is in most circumstances. He had already decided himself to honor the 'later' and he is a very, very patient man. Even if he is in the expected twilight years of his life.
He will even tilt his head — even after the other does it, but this time just a minute movement to the side — in the temporary grip Solomon has on his chin, but happily as he looks back at the other. There's a small pause at the ask, because that sure is a request. But he answers regardless...perhaps his eyes even crease in further amusement at the way Solomon crosses his legs but he doesn't make comment. He is not a crass man. ]
I shall endeavor to do exactly that. I wouldn't want to worry you so, as like I said before about wrinkles...but, ah I think you remember that too, don't you?
[ There's a mission ahead, though, so who knows? But that still is some ways off, and Jing Yuan will do his best despite the way he is back to apparent usual playful self (not that it really changed much. He thinks of himself as playful even if he speaks formally and is thinking a mile a minute.) After that, he will bid him farewell until next time, so there's a wrap!!
(As for him, he's going to linger up here for reasons.) ]
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Mm, my apologies. I seem to have forgotten where we are.
[ Words spoken in an unapologetic, sing-song, yet breathy and amused tone, which is more of an indication that Jing Yuan is definitely beyond warming up to this. And not just because his body is very eager.
The daring friction incited by Solomon in turn is delightful, the action being behind the way his eyes narrow ever so slightly approvingly as an indication of how the pleasurable contact affects him. He doesn't make much of a sound in response, but he doesn't need to, with him allowing his body to also meet the movements all the same. Though...Solomon can see the way those golden eyes momentarily soften in gentleness when those lips press gently against his jaw. That gets an affectionate caress where Jing Yuan has his fingers still caught in Solomon's hair, and...
Jing Yuan then shifts the hand that was resting at the other's lower back instead to Solomon's shoulder. Regardless of the man's grips on his forearms, he is never hampered by this kind of movement — praise be to his strength, even if it might jostle where the other man has rested his own. As for the other hand still within Solomon's hair, Jing Yuan moves that out of it to downwards in order tug at Solomon's high collar to expose the skin as he leans forward... ]
...Though, I wonder if I should warn you in the same way, given what you just did? Would I be wrong to?
[ Jing Yuan's words are teasing, more than anything. Then, he's moving to press his lips against the exposed soft skin of Solomon's neck — not to bite, but still only to suck at it none-so-gently right after. All is fair, right? ]
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Solomon stifles a sound in his throat at the suddenness of it, the rough and aggressive nature to the sudden pinching warmth under lips and tongue and teeth, right where his pulse starts to pound just a little hotter.
Oh. Oh, this is dangerous. He cups Jing Yuan's head against his neck as his next breath comes in a little more shallow, free hand gripping against the one holding at this clothing to expose him. Not to take that touch away, but to acknowledge its presence, to feel the shift of tendon and muscle.
This is dangerous. He shouldn't---
Get a hold of yourself, sorcerer.]
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As soon as Jing Yuan's mouth frees from him, Solomon's hand raises to gently press against Jing Yuan's lips, to give them a slight amount of distance as he backs off his lap just slightly. He's a little breathier now, though what tinge of color he may lack for now is made up for by the heat now heavy in his eyes.]
Not even a dialogue for me, General? What a poor warning.
[It's not serious, of course. But he does let the silence sit thick, a slow trace of his fingertips over those warm, warm lips.]
...
I'm sorry. Don't misunderstand. I don't mean to scare you off from this. Perhaps indulgence could do us some good... should we both desire it.
[And yet the quiet sits. A moment of letting the simmer remain a simmer, keeping it from boiling over too far, too fast.]
I don't ask for your heart now, Jing Yuan, when I'm not ready to give you mine. I don't ask for your feelings or desires, beyond what you wish to share. I don't wish you to give yourself completely in this moment that is difficult for you. So don't bring any more of yourself than you feel you must.
But if you find your soul so eager... and the night feels too cold...
[His fingers drag against that bottom lip. Just barely, just enough pressure to tease.]
...If this is something you cannot ignore, then find me in the Nectar District. Later. Bar Bennett.
[His expression tilts down just slightly. Lidded eyes and smile just so.]
If the carnal calls you so serenely... then you may find me, and put your hands on me, and allow your heart to be left with mine by the wayside for a night.
[No commitments. No admittance of something as strong as love required. Only curiosity and connection and a desire to be beside, to belong, to understand.
A lonely night, for lonely souls, in privacy. Not here.]
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So, there is that thrill of unrepentant excitement surging forward through the General like a wild, tumultuous tide, but somehow not sweeping himself up in it at all, even as Solomon regains his senses before they both truly start to indulge while throwing caution to the wind.
...And far better it be him than Jing Yuan who is, well, let us put it this way:
Shameless.
Particularly when people are not around but shameless all the same. His lips are curved in a smile by the time Solomon's pressing a hand gently to his lips and needing to catch his breath. That color on his face does terribly suit him well, he thinks, and oh he thinks other things certainly would too.
As for the issue of matters boiling over, or not...Jing Yuan resists any further playful actions by strength of will even with those fingers teasing at his bottom lip. Oh yes, he is thinking of the exact position he would have him in if it weren't for Solomon's control indeed. That, though, he keeps to himself; all that said, Solomon's words excite him further, where they might make others question it or filled with dismay. Saying such wonderfully debaucherous words in that wonderful voice, with a sinful look in his eyes, ah...he is so hopeless. ]
Well, do not sound too surprised when I say that I believe this 'something' has gone far beyond the possibility of me ignoring it.
[ His voice is still playful, jocular. If the other man had no intentions of it potentially leading in that direction, he would have never done what he did while he was in his lap. At least this time he read him correctly; and his words now are evidence to that fact. ]
..Therefore, I'm not going to make you wonder if I will show up or not, Solomon.
[ Jing Yuan cannot in all honesty treat this as a mere, thoughtless encounter, because he is not like that. But, he can give himself into a passionate night with the one he cares so dearly about; where thoughts do not make either one of them freeze, where they throw away all worries aside, and let their actions speak for themselves. To have their bodies meet one another in a heated dance, meant for only the two of them.
Yes...he is most certainly interested in following through indeed, and he lets himself fall deeply into the idea, holding back a shudder of anticipation. Though, Jing Yuan raises a hand to ghost fingers gently against one of the other male's cheeks, albeit briefly. The desire lies stark, yet deep within his golden eyes, like a pair of dual suns lit alight during an obscene solar flare. ]
I shall arrive at that place to find you. So, let us indeed continue this indulgence not here and indeed elsewhere...until we both have achieved a mutual satisfaction.
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[Says the pot to the kettle.
He chuckles lightly as his face tilts up; a little defiant, a little smug.]
Do you view me as a military mission, Jing Yuan?
Or would you say it to me again in less thoughtful terms?
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[ Jing Yuan points out, bluntly.
As for the other questions, he arches an eyebrow, though with all of his fluffy hair it can potentially be difficult to see. ]
I'm afraid I'm incapable of phrasing this in a less thoughtful manner. It simply would not be who I am...and as for your other question, I would say that would not be quite all that accurate.
That said, I wonder what makes you provide these inquiries at all. Is it because I'm a military man? [ His lips curl upwards, mischievous smile on his face. ] Ah...or could it be that I have left you in such shocking, pleasant surprise you thought of such intriguing questions to lay before me with such a captivating expression on your face?
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[Wow! 0.5 stars for not taking a joke, Jing Yuan. No rizz. Well, okay, tiny bit better at the end there, he tried to stick the landing, but still! He prompted the man so smoothly to just talk sexy to him and it went straight over his head...
Solomon looks almost disappointed as he sighs, lips pursed in a thin pout and arms crossing in front of his chest.]
Mmm. We need to work on that flirting of yours.
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...Oh? What a pity that I have made you think so.
[ He definitely caught the joke in there, but his delivery may have not been the best. But, no matter, Jing Yuan does not see it as an issue.
He reaches on over again, fingers brushing against Solomon's cheek once more; the action fond and affectionate, brief, catching along hair strands framing his face, before settling down. ]
Though, I had the opportunity to witness this new expression of yours, even if I would rather not make you pout all that often. Yes, I would rather not be the cause of wrinkles on your face, of all people.
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[He loves Asmodeus dearly in his own way, but also: please, don't be like Asmo. Please, dear god.
Quip aside, he sighs deeply as he leans into that touch, missing it when it lowers. Ah, it all feels electric after so much stimulation... when was the last time he felt like this?]
I lost my ability to age in my twenties, General. If a failed attempt at childish flirting gave me creases to show my age after all this time, I really would be destined for the grave.
I'll accept the grievance, but only on one condition.
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...I jest, of course. I believe you can leave such concerns behind you. I won't ever sound too much like him, I'm sure.
[ Jing Yuan doesn't sound offended though, nor so serious, given he lets out a small laugh. If anything, he is curious about who this man is.
...And what exactly is his relationship with Solomon. ]
Though, you'll have to tell me about him later.
[ But, they're quite a bit occupied with another and he doesn't want to have thoughts about some other man, right now. Only Solomon who is right before his very eyes. ]
Now, what is this condition of yours?
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[He rolls up one of his sleeves past the elbow. Seal after seal after seal, until Asmodeus's seal is visible against the outer curve of his upper arm.
It's not a man Jing Yuan has to worry(?) about. It's a demon.]
No need for comparisons. Asmo and I have a very old and complicated relationship.
[And that's as far as he needs to leave it, rolling his sleeve back down. As far as his condition?]
Go to the Nectar district. Find something, anything you like... so long as it makes you feel the same way you do now at the thought of it. Push your comfort zone a little, if you'd like.
[His smile is a little too easy.]
Just make sure to bring it with you.
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[ Jing Yuan replies in agreement, given the demon's title, and then watches Solomon reveal the seal, which reminds him of how many are written upon his skin. It takes him back to their previous conversation at that game about his contracts...and he ensures he does not dwell too hard on it for the moment.
Even if he is never less than amazed about it; if he lets his mind wander too far he will get too caught up in the man for another reason entirely. So, he nods at the rest, evidently content with the explanation because there had been at least a beginning level of curiosity present. As for the condition in question, he closes his eyes momentarily, a huff escaping him then.
The smile may be a little too easy, but any smile looks good on Solomon's face. Much like that smug and defiant look not too long ago. ]
I see. That should be easy enough.
While it is true that I might have something already in mind, I don't believe it hurts to look around to see if something else tickles my fancy, as it were...in either case, whatever I decide to bring you certainly will know soon enough. So that naturally we can discuss its...'use'.
[ Just don't think he'll bring a whip, Solomon~
Only, you know, his army of aphrodisiacs. ]
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Now, now, don't tilt your hand too far into my sights~
[That's just giving him far too much to work with to be a Problem later. Is Jing Yuan truly such a planner even for matters like this? Well! Maybe he really could use a lesson in the joys of spontaneity... or perhaps just losing a little of that need for control.
Like a switch going off, Solomon's mood tilts right back as if their little encounter hadn't just taken such a deeply sensual turn, lightly sliding himself off Jing Yuan's lap as he calls for his broom. Theres a lot for him to do and not much time to do it, and leaving Jing Yuan to stew in his want for a little longer might just make it all the more interesting.
As he lightly kicks his broom up to his outstretched hand, his other palm slides back under Jing Yuan's jaw, a careful tilt of his gaze up as Solomon seats himself on his broom just so with one leg crossing the other. No need to show the world his current condition, even if it isn't too noticeable just yet.]
Sundown, then. Don't mind for the details. I'll take care of the rest.
...
Be gentle to your heart until then, Jing Yuan. Can you give me that much for now?
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[ Jing Yuan says somehow both lightly and bluntly at the same time, even if he doesn't really like bragging, but he can always manage it if it is in a playful manner. As for spontaneity...sincerely absolutely good luck; Solomon has seen what spontaneous has looked like on Jing Yuan though, and that so far has been mostly confined to his actions in the forest. So it isn't impossible. Though the results may be dubious (but hey who doesn't enjoy a bit of the unexpected in the bedroom, just a little?)
As it is, Jing Yuan watches Solomon change gears without batting an eyelid, representing how truly a mostly unflappable man he is in most circumstances. He had already decided himself to honor the 'later' and he is a very, very patient man. Even if he is in the expected twilight years of his life.
He will even tilt his head — even after the other does it, but this time just a minute movement to the side — in the temporary grip Solomon has on his chin, but happily as he looks back at the other. There's a small pause at the ask, because that sure is a request. But he answers regardless...perhaps his eyes even crease in further amusement at the way Solomon crosses his legs but he doesn't make comment. He is not a crass man. ]
I shall endeavor to do exactly that. I wouldn't want to worry you so, as like I said before about wrinkles...but, ah I think you remember that too, don't you?
[ There's a mission ahead, though, so who knows? But that still is some ways off, and Jing Yuan will do his best despite the way he is back to apparent usual playful self (not that it really changed much. He thinks of himself as playful even if he speaks formally and is thinking a mile a minute.) After that, he will bid him farewell until next time, so there's a wrap!!
(As for him, he's going to linger up here for reasons.) ]