[ Dom sits a little awkwardly, but that's just his usual posture, never fully relaxed, always worried about something, even if the thought hasn't fully formed yet. A stiff muscle here or there, trying to find a comfortable position that doesn't invade Devon's space too much. At least - not until he wants Dom to? He probably already wants Dom to. ]
Yeah. There's a sequel that came out like a year before I got here. They must have it, right?
[ He hasn't seen Alien: Resurrection yet. He probably should keep it that way. ]
What do you do instead? I just scroll the internet and draw porn.
[So he can relate - he does lay in bed watching movies sometimes. Sometimes with his hot sister or semi-annoyed not!brother. Wait, she's also his not!sister. Listen, it doesn't matter. Does he tell Dom he's now taken up crochet to make Lizardbeth clothes? Nah. He just eats popcorn, then shifts to look up at Dom from where his face is now resting on his shoulder.]
Well, uh. I guess I look at the internet too. [ Not bringing up the porn, thank you. ] And I practice my magic. I hang out with my friends … Sometimes I — dance. And sometimes I go out to run in the woods or whatever. It's not like I can go very far.
[Asking curiously, before finally offering the popcorn bag to Dom.]
And what kind of dance? When my aunt wasn't ancient, she was a ballroom dancer. I don't really know how to dance but she taught me like, wedding steps.
[Devon's quiet for a beat, but then he leans - grabs Dom by the nape of the neck, pulls him down toward him for a kiss. Not as horny as their usual ones and not leading, either. It's just a kiss.]
[ He's only stiff for as long as it takes him to get what Devon's aiming for. Then he can relax, meeting his lips with a rare instance of softness between them. Just a kiss works just fine for him. Even if there are people screaming and getting killed by a xenomorph on the screen. ]
No, I like it. You're fun. You... aren't just a fuck. At least not anymore.
[He feels they're too close to friends to be anything less, and if they're friends and fucking? Might as well be boyfriends. This place, oddly enough, makes it easy on them for a change by making polygamy everyone's efficient choice.]
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Yeah. There's a sequel that came out like a year before I got here. They must have it, right?
[ He hasn't seen Alien: Resurrection yet. He probably should keep it that way. ]
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[He eats popcorn, transitioning from by kernel to by handful like a majestic wild horse.]
They made a ton more after the nineties too. Or it feels like a ton? You ever watch Scream? They're still making those, too.
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[ now we sweat so we don't fourth-wall the cast ]
I'll watch whatever you wanna watch. You've seen way more movies than me.
[ He assumes, what with Devon being from the future and also. Older. Ahem. Can he steal the popcorn yet? ]
I don't really do this very often. That's weird, right? We've got all this free time.
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[So he can relate - he does lay in bed watching movies sometimes. Sometimes with his hot sister or semi-annoyed not!brother. Wait, she's also his not!sister. Listen, it doesn't matter. Does he tell Dom he's now taken up crochet to make Lizardbeth clothes? Nah. He just eats popcorn, then shifts to look up at Dom from where his face is now resting on his shoulder.]
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new devon lore birthed here
[Asking curiously, before finally offering the popcorn bag to Dom.]
And what kind of dance? When my aunt wasn't ancient, she was a ballroom dancer. I don't really know how to dance but she taught me like, wedding steps.
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[ And, a little surprised by the lore drop, ] I started out with hip-hop, but then I got into waacking. It's not really well-known.
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[Old timey, at that.]
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[ sweats ]
I mean. I can, but you're just gonna make fun of me.
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[Is whack-whatever weird? Does it look stupid?]
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[A pause.]
But not when I'm dating someone. I'm not stupid. A lot.
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Yeah, okay. I practice at the studio.
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[Maybe draw some sketches of Dom??]
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[ he's not blushing, you're blushing. ]
Cool.
[ he's great at this ]
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We are dating, right? Are you- are we, y'know? Boyfriends or just... casual still?
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Uhm. I mean.
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dom you're the one that asked him out ]
Won't that make things with Ren weird? If we're official or whatever?
[ dom you're the one that asked him out ]
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[If only because you guys are wolf-related or whatever...]
Do you wanna be unofficial so she isn't mad? I don't mind either way. She and I are open. She already knows I fuck you.
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[ we = you ]
But like. If you want to. That'd be cool. I'm open with Teddie, too.
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[Note to self: chat with the gf.]
Yeah, I guess. I mean. It doesn't really mean much here or anything... but we're not just screwing around. Right?
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[ a pause. ]
You were just cool about the whole... thing my body does. And you didn't care that I was a werewolf, so I thought I could trust you with. More stuff.
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[He feels they're too close to friends to be anything less, and if they're friends and fucking? Might as well be boyfriends. This place, oddly enough, makes it easy on them for a change by making polygamy everyone's efficient choice.]
Is there anything you want me to trust you with?
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I dunno. It's up to you. I'm not gonna tell your secrets or anything.
[ and dom's biggest secret is out there anyway. ]
We can think about it?
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