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[suitsahero]

There is only one thing Haurchefant hates more than being the bearer of bad news and that's being the bearer of news when he's not sure whether it's good or bad news. At least with bad news, one can prepare oneself appropriately, know what kind of reaction you're liable to get. But with something like this...

He's given orders to pile the intercessory's fireplace high with logs, to try to make sure that Mikka will not be overly cold, but it seems like the poor Miqote is cold practically everywhere in Ishgard. He comes bearing hot chocolate to go with his... news of an indeterminate sort, having had one of his men fetch Mikka to the intercessory several minutes prior. It's been a habit of his to do so every time he returns from Ishgard, to brief them on how their asylum status is going and catch them up on news of the wider world, when there is any to be had in the isolationist country.

That Haurchefant has asked Mikka to come alone, though, is unusual, potentially giving away that this is no ordinary debriefing. Still, Haurchefant manages a sunny smile for the Warrior of Light as he pushes his way into the room with the chocolate,

"Sorry I'm a bit late! I had to make sure the chocolate was just right," the smile hedges more entirely genuine, touches his eyes as he sets the mug down in front of Mikka, "It is good to see you again, friend, though I suppose it has been only days since last I did. I confess, I've grown too used to it."

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[darlingdatura]

It was soothing, to hear the idea that it might not be a bad thing to be selfish, even if just some of the time. But his attention was caught by the comment that followed, and anything that might be said in response was for the moment forgotten in the face of that sweet, gentle kiss.

A soft hum slipping from him as he leaned into it, a hand slipping up to let fingers curl gingerly against the collar of Harchefant's robe, enjoying the way the kiss lingered, the warmth that it had fluttering through him.

[suitsahero]

He ends up with one of his hands curled over Mikka's where it's curled against his robe and he doesn't deepen the kiss but he does linger, wraps his other arm a little more securely around Mikka's back and tugs him closer.

"Hm... not a good way to make sure you eat enough..." he says, softly, but he also takes another kiss, doesn't really let him go, this one easing gently deeper, his hand soothing up and down Mikka's back.

[darlingdatura]

"Perhaps," Mikka managed in a breathless, amused tone. "But the food will be there after, hm?"

What was the harm? Surely they could indulge in this moment, warm and sweet and so full of the affection the miqo'te so dearly craved, quite happy to be snuggled in close as he returned the next kiss with a soft purr at the feel of the hand against his back.

[suitsahero]

"I said I would care for you..." he protests, but it's a weak protest when he's also pulling him closer, won't quite drag him into his lap but will help him there if Mikka seems like that's where he's headed. He absolutely doesn't stop kissing him, either, warm, lingering ones with just that touch of heat to them, until they're both dizzy with them.

[darlingdatura]

"I certainly feel cared for..." Mikka pointed out in raspy amusement, gaze glimmering with it. And if he did end in Haurchefant's lap? Well it was more accident than design, that want to be closer encouraging the miqo'te in snuggling right in like he belonged there amidst those lovely little kisses being given and received. Dizzy he was at the moment from the feel of it, but he couldn't find a single thing to complain about either.

[suitsahero]

Mikka... probably doesn't understand how sexual that comes out, right? But Haurchefant groans softly anyway and drags him closer. In the end, Mikka doesn't end up on his lap so much as more or less on top of him-- he leans back against the arm of the sofa and pulls Mikka up so he's laying against his chest. It's perfect, at least in Haurchefant's eyes, he can keep one hand in Mikka's hair and stroke the other up and down his spine and just kiss them both completely stupid and the whole thing feels so easy that it's impossible for him to not relax more and more into it.

Haurchefant is genuinely trying to be careful, really doesn't have anything more in mind than this. But the problem with being more relaxed is that you tend to do whatever things come naturally and, in this case, that happens to include sliding his hand down a bit more on the end of one of those slides up and down Mikka's back and pulling him in a little further by his ass.

[darlingdatura]

He's rather skilled at that, at saying things and missing just how someone else might see a double meaning in his words. Not entirely surprising with how he just as easily misses the way others might flirt with him, a thing Haurchefant had doubtlessly noticed. The groan from the elezen sends a thrill through him regardless as he allows himself to be drawn after Haurchefant, nestling willingly against his chest. He can't see a single thing wrong with it, not with how warm the taller man was, the feel of the fingers in his hair, the faint thrum of his heartbeat under Mikka as those kisses continue, the miqo'te purring into them as he returned them with no small bit of enthusiasm.

He didn't expect to feel the slide of a hand moving so low, the curve of fingers against his ass earning a prick of ears and a startled chirp into the kiss they were currently sharing. Not a bad sound, but surprised to be sure.

[suitsahero]

"Mm, my apologies..." he doesn't wholly sound sorry, but he does slide his hand back up to the small of Mikka's back, rubbing his ear a little more for a moment in a softer apology. It might not have been a bad noise, but he's clearly caught the other off-guard and he doesn't really want that, wants anything they do to be wholly mutual and desired. It's a first glimpse as to what he might have meant about them being careful, before.

"You make it hard work to not forget myself," he teases, slides his mouth down Mikka's neck for a moment, leaving soft kisses in his wake. "But I do intend to be a gracious host, regardless. I would not want to push you into anything with my own desires."

[darlingdatura]

As if Mikka seemed like he was upset at all. A soft hum slipping from him at the feel of the fingers working against his ear, lashes partly lowering as he basked in the soft touch, enjoying it with a shy quirk of a smile.

"I'm not entirely sure what I want here..." He replied in a wryly amused tone, unable to help the way that the mouth against his throat had him positively melting with a soft gasp. "B-but I do find I'm enjoying this."

[suitsahero]

"All the more reason for me to treat you with care," he says, but it's murmured against Mikka's neck, the soft tease of teeth following a moment later, the hint of pressure. It's not actually enough to leave a mark, but it's the ghost of the same motions that would.

"And yet, if you would allow me, I would continue to show you new things," there's a low, soft chuckle from him, his hands still soothing, "Have you heard of anything else, such as what you showed me earlier? Perhaps we can start with sating your curiosity. I give you my word, there is nothing you could name I would not be willing to show you."

[darlingdatura]

It admittedly took a moment for Mikka to remember words, at the gentle scrape of teeth across skin, a soft sort of tease that just had a full-body shiver coursing through him, a low noise slipping from between parted lips.

"I... I'm not even sure where to start," Mikka admitted with a raspy chuckle. "What little I do know I heard of from romance novels or hearing others joking in passing."

He still felt foolish that he had so little experience, but then Haurchefant was so sweetly understanding and patient, so willing to help expand his horizons that he felt at least a little more comfortable admitting such things to the elezen.

[suitsahero]

Having Mikka so responsive shivering and moaning and draped all across him is becoming an increasingly difficult distraction to think through. But he needs to, desperately doesn't want to cross a line Mikka doesn't even know exists yet. So he takes a deeper breath and lets Mikka's head settle against his collarbone for a moment, doesn't quite pursue more of the kisses along his neck,

"Romance novels, hm?" he's teasing, but the tone is still heated, clear that this lull is intended as a pause, not him stopping. He lets his mind turn over the possibilities, slipping his hands through Mikka's hair, caressing at his ears for a moment.

"I would like to save something in reserve for our wedding night, wouldn't you?" he manages to say it casually enough, though it warms him from the inside out, but the idea is still so new and absurd that it's easier to talk about it without being wholly overwhelmed by it, "Still, would you like me to steer away from anything more... explicitly sexual?"

"I know," he adds after a moment, "that you likely do not fully know what that means, but trust that I do, and I need to know what you want before you're halfway to getting it. Once I do... I think 'romance novel' is something I can do." There's definitely a smirk in his voice at that.

[darlingdatura]

Part of Mikka doesn't want to stop, wants to experience everything Haurchefant can show him... but a larger part finds the idea of saving some of it for their wedding, like it was a thing they were doing for themselves rather than a cause... that was immediately more compelling to him.

He relaxes against the elezen, all but melting for the fingers working against his ears with a soft hum as he listened to the man speak, nodding slowly.

"Y-yes, I... I think that would be the best way to go about this." Mikka murmured in response. "Save... the more explicit for our wedding night."

[suitsahero]

"All the same..." he doesn't want to make him change his mind, far from it, after all, it's his idea as well. But hearing Mikka say it makes him realize there's a door that he desperately doesn't want to close. "I would not have you leave my presence unsatisfied. Perhaps a small hint of the 'explicit', then, just to make sure you can sleep," the tone is light, teasing.

He will wait for an answer, but regardless of what it is, the next step is the same,

"Now, I believe I promised something out of a romance novel..." it's all the warning Mikka gets before he's being scooped up, one arm behind his shoulder and the other his knees and lifted like he weighs nothing at all, Haurchefant more than strong enough to stand like this without any difficulty. Knowing that there are lines in place, that they have something agreed upon even if it's somewhat nebulous, gives him the courage to push in other ways, to ask a bit less and still be sure of his welcome.

That leads to him feeling fairly secure about carrying Mikka over to the bed and then rolling them both down to it while he steals another kiss. He doesn't deepen it too much, wants to leave the attention on his warmth above Mikka, braced so his weight isn't down on him, so there's still some space between them but Mikka can still feel him above him, and the feel of his fingers hooked under his thigh, guiding his leg around the outside of his own.

[darlingdatura]

Mikka couldn't help the way he blushed even more at that soft, playful sort of offer, ears pricking under Haurchefant's gentle fingers as he smiled shyly.

"I-it wouldn't do if I wasn't able to find rest tonight, it's true." He agreed in a soft, agreeable tone, a thrill of curiosity and admittedly a bit of arousal at what his companion might have in mind.

He knows he's small and easily hefted, but it still surprises a raspy little laugh from him when he's borne up so easily, fingers curling in Haurchefant's lounging jacket. "Aye you did promise, and you definitely are the sort to keep your word." He replied teasingly as he was carried, gaze brightening a bit at being laid down across the bed, though his attention was quite taken by the kiss that followed, a thing he melted into willingly. Not resisting the guidance of Haurchefant's hand on his thigh, tail swishing to curl against his arm in a restless sway as he basked in the new but entirely enjoyable sensation of what it felt like to have the elezen over him like he was. Safe, and warm, and comfortable in a way that might tease out a few bits of purring here and there.

[suitsahero]

Safe and warm and comfortable is precisely what he wants at the moment. There are other ways to do this, things he dearly hopes he might tempt Mikka into at some point, but right now, in this moment, he wants nothing more than to make sure the other is feeling secure and happy. He chuckles softly at the curl of a tail around his arm, expression very openly enchanted by it, and he rubs at the base of one of Mikka's ears,

"It's hard not to just treat you like a cat, when you make noises like that," he teases, his mouth starting to trail back down Mikka's neck. He's kneeling and leaning over such that if he tips his weight a bit into his own shoulder on the bed, it's no issue to pet Mikka with one hand and start finding ways to loosen his shirt with the other, to give him more space to trail kisses. If he ends up having to just pull the whole thing off him, he will, but if he can get it open or down one shoulder a bit instead, he'll do that.

"I've wanted you in my bed since nearly the moment I met you," he murmurs into the newly revealed skin, "But I confess, it's even more delightful than I thought it might be."

[darlingdatura]

It was a rare thing nowadays for Mikka to feel even half as comfortable as he did here in Haurchefant's bed even without the way the elezen was petting his ear, which had his head tilting into the attention, gaze partly lidded. And if the chuckle that followed that teasing admission was a bit distracted, well the touch did feel nice, especially accompanied by the warm trail of lips along his throat.

The shirt isn't anything too complex, wrapping over the front with a simple tie to one side that even without undoing would be easy enough to nudge from a shoulder to reveal more pale skin to the elezen's attention.

"You have?" Mikka murmured, finding himself surprised by the idea but... pleased all the same, clear in the flush spreading down his cheeks. "Here I was so sure that... you were just being friendly."

It was a bit silly to admit, but it was the truth- Mikka was always good at assuming that people might be less interested in him than they actually were. But it was rather impossible to do here and now, tangled with the taller man as he was.

[suitsahero]

His chuckle to that is warmer even than normal and there's a gentle bite, very much teasing, as though in admonishment for thinking that.

"Well," he admits, "I suppose I do have a bit of reputation for being overly welcoming to adventurers in general. But despite the rumors, I'm not in the habit of just inviting anyone and everyone to a warm bed in my keep." He trails the kisses down a shoulder, then over to his collarbone. "Even from the beginning, you were quite charming. And my admiration has only grown."

His fingers work at the tie to Mikka's shirt almost absently. He's mostly paying attention to what his mouth is doing and the petting of the opposite hand.

[darlingdatura]

There's a soft hitch of breath at the feel of teeth against skin, Mikka winding arms around Haurchefant in turn, fingers carding up through his hair.

"Well, it's not as though I was very aware of that reputation," Mikka pointed out in amusement, a soft rasp to his words at the enjoyment of the sweet comments and the trailing attention. "To me you seemed so terribly charming. Still you seem so, but also maybe a bit more playful than I expected. But... I find I like that."

Not like the tie was done too snug- a couple careful pulls would have it sliding open easily enough under clever fingers, distracted though they may be.

[suitsahero]

Haurchefant makes a low, warm noise to those fingers in his hair in turn and sweeps Mikka's shirt completely open in the next instant, trailing warm touches and the heat of his mouth a little lower. There's no real purpose to the exploration just yet, he doesn't have a destination in mind beyond that he'd gladly kiss every inch of skin, touch everything he can, but if there's anywhere that Mikka reacts favorably to, he'll store the knowledge away for later.

He chuckles to the comment about being playful,

"Uncouthly so, I imagine. Though I am glad you find it attractive rather than silly. I see little reason to dedicate myself to the pursuit of being particularly dour. People are going to talk about me anyway. I might as well give them something interesting to say."

[darlingdatura]

"I don't think there's a thing about you that I wouldn't find attractive," Mikka admitted shyly, a soft gasp slipping from him at the way Haurchefant's attention was trailing, Nothing terribly specific, but then he was already so overwhelmed by the pleasure of the attention overall that picking out his favorite bits wasn't quite there yet. "Quite bold too... I can't imagine taking such a tack with others gossiping about me..."

[suitsahero]

He's trying to not just completely overwhelm Mikka, but he's also so innocent that it's a bit hard not to. Still, he teases at a nipple first with touch, lets him get used to that sensation before he tries the wet heat of his mouth on the other one, his other hand still rubbing gently at Mikka's ears.

He doesn't answer either piece of the conversation right away, but there's a low noise of pleasure at the assertion that there's nothing about him Mikka wouldn't find attractive.

[darlingdatura]

Likely for the best- the conversation was forgotten in the face of Haurchefant's shifting attention, a soft delighted noise slipping from the miqo'te as he squirmed. From the shiver that coursed through the slim body under the elezen's, and the way his nipples perked almost immediately, it was quite clear that Mikka enjoyed the attention. A soft murmur of Haurchefant's name, fingers slipping closer to run along the edge of his ear. More accident than design, but once he realized what his touch had slipped against it did shift to be a bit more purposeful.

[suitsahero]

He lingers there a long moment, the intention to tease and play until there's a (hopefully breathless) protest before he moves on. He doesn't get that far, though, because once Mikka is playing with his ears in return, he loses focus almost immediately, moaning softly against his skin instead. The deliberate tease of his tongue turns to a warm, involuntary nuzzle,

"Mmm... more of that, please," he's completely unashamed about it, now that there are at least the suggestion of ground rules, the promise of welcome, "They say some Elezen can reach the heights of pleasure with that alone," he teases a moment later, "I've no idea if it's true but I... mmm... I find it hard to disbelieve, if nothing else..." His ears seem especially sensitive around his earclasps, as well.

[darlingdatura]

Mikka couldn't help the wash of warm arousal through him at the response he wins from Haurchefant, the rich sound of pleasure and the way his focus just immediately seems to fray quite compelling to the little miqo'te.

"Maybe we'll just have to find out?" He offered in a shy but undeniably playful tone, shifting under his lover to set teeth lightly against an earlobe on one side, while on the other fingers gently tweaked the tip of his other ear. He had no idea if the rumor was true, but if Haurchefant was clearly enjoying this attention then he saw nothing wrong with a little bit of an experiment here.