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[superscience]

NEVER HAVE I EVER MEME



- Everyone is at a big party. I don't know how we fit this many people into one room either, but bear with me!
- Post an IC or anon comment with a subject that finishes the sentence "never have I ever".
- If you see something your character has done, reply with them taking a shot! If they've done it many times, have them take many shots or down an entire bottle. Shots do not need to be alcohol, especially not for underage characters.
- All characters must be honest. It's more fun that way.
- Bother other people. Demand details. Don't wreck the house, please.
- example!!

Comments

[enigmaestro]

And then nothing. [A beat.] Only after it's something.

[goryteller]

You should know by now that I don't need to be taught about loss.

[enigmaestro]

But you've only lost in the same way, Katurian. [He takes a step closer. Another.] Again and again. It's biased, it isn't holistic.

[He takes two fingers to his mouth, wiping away excess and undried blood. He makes to run those fingers down Katurian's chest.]

You'd hate pleasure being taken from you. Not agency, not control, but unadulterated enjoyment.

[goryteller]

[Katurian hardly knows enjoyment. That in itself becomes a threat. The gift -- and loss -- or something he couldn't quite obtain on his own.

At the hands of this man. At the hands of Edward.]

Perhaps I'd reject your advances.

[But his will gives under only those two fingers. His breath is hitched. His voice, thin.]

[enigmaestro]

[Eddie smirked, and examined Katurian. Then, breathlessly, he moved -- sharp and quick, snakelike in his angle. His other hand is behind Katurian's head, stroking through hair. Smoothing down Katurian's spine.]

[goryteller]

[He doesn't move. He can't move. He's trapped without being trapped. Poisoned without being poisoned. He struggles for his breath, fighting the way it danced in the back of his throat. One second passes. Another. Another. And then Katurian leans forward quiet abruptly, his breath whispering against Edward's cheek.]

Perhaps I'd only need you once.

[A hiss.]

[enigmaestro]

[A grin flared over his mouth, bright and brief. A firecracker smile.]

Oh. [The noise softly spoken.] Oh, no. You would never surrender something you needed, even if it were only once. You're too sentimental. [His fingers stroked downward, lower.]