[ahrun'ya gets to his feet, tugging elidibus along with him, as the scenery morphs into a forest glade clearing at night, the full moon high in the sky and the stars bright and shimmering. lanterns give light to the scene, though not brightly, and fireflies flit to and fro. there's the sound of music being played nearby--lute music, like the one ahrun'ya played, but also flutes and panpipes and drums. it's upbeat, joyous, and celebratory. it feels like there should be people around, laughing and dancing and singing, but there's only the two of them there.]
Welcome to my home--or something like it, anyroad.
and then he sweeps elidibus into a lively, close-quarters dance, feet tapping to a syncopated rhythm. it's not difficult to follow at first, but as the music's tempo increases, so do the steps]
[ahrun'ya is not the most studied dancer--most of what he knows is folk dancing--but he has some passing familiarity with ballroom dance, so he follows, watching elidibus's movements closely even as he keeps getting distracted by his stupid beautiful face ////]
[it's entirely possible. ahrun'ya manages to twirl gracefully, and when he spins to return, the momentum has him suddenly very close, chest-to-chest with elidibus]
[his name. his name, which he had not heard for so long, which he had forgotten himself.
it's impossible not to think of when he was openly using that name - when he first met this strange cat-eared man and fell instantly in love with him. the gulf of time that had separated him from those feelings seems like it's barely even there.
without hesitating, without letting himself stop to think, he closes what distance there is between them and kisses ahrun'ya.]
[a part of ahrun'ya had been thinking about it--how could he not, with their faces so close, with elidibus's breath mingling with his own? but he didn't think elidibus would do it, even though he has to admit they've been dancing around their mutual attraction for some time now... long before this dream.
but here he is: this man his heart hurts to think about, both in longing and in sorrow, with his lips pressed to ahrun'ya's. he feels his own desires suddenly surge, and he parts his lips with a soft gasp, kissing back with barely-restrained want]
[it is an immeasurable relief that ahrun'ya responds. if he had not, elidibus would have had to die again right there and then.
but he does respond, and that means the kiss can continue, and that's a few more moments of not having to consider the repercussions of this reckless action.]
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help]
Yes?
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[ahrun'ya gets to his feet, tugging elidibus along with him, as the scenery morphs into a forest glade clearing at night, the full moon high in the sky and the stars bright and shimmering. lanterns give light to the scene, though not brightly, and fireflies flit to and fro. there's the sound of music being played nearby--lute music, like the one ahrun'ya played, but also flutes and panpipes and drums. it's upbeat, joyous, and celebratory. it feels like there should be people around, laughing and dancing and singing, but there's only the two of them there.]
Welcome to my home--or something like it, anyroad.
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[HELP THIS IS DEFINITELY UNDENIABLY A DATE NOW HELP]
You... truly wish to dance with me?
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Why not? Unless you're worried about tripping in that long robe?
[teasing,]
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That is not a concern, of course.
[what is happening,]
It is just... another unexpected turn.
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[tail swishes, hopeful yet embarrassed]
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I am not opposed.
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I doubt the style of dancing I'm used to is anything like yours, but... let's see what happens, eh?
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[taking his hand once more]
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I'll go slow.
[he even has the gall to WINK
and then he sweeps elidibus into a lively, close-quarters dance, feet tapping to a syncopated rhythm. it's not difficult to follow at first, but as the music's tempo increases, so do the steps]
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he follows the steps easily enough, effortlessly to start with. as the dance gets faster, he's still keeping up, but it's taking more of his focus]
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[he's grinning now, pleased]
How long can you keep up?
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Is this a contest now? Surely you do not think you can defeat me through dance.
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[oh no this is fun]
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[grinning, showing his canines--he'll even let go so elidibus can lead]
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[returning the grin, an expression infinitely more like the themis that ahrun'ya accompanied to pandaemonium than the older, more morose elidibus.
and while the music doesn't change, the dance he leads them into is quite different - something more reminiscent of a modern ballroom dance]
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[is this turning into them both just gazing into each other's eyes while they dance? that is a distinct possibility.]
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--oh.
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[that is a beautiful face very close to his own]
Oh.
[he stops, the dance suddenly seeming thoroughly unimportant]
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a moment passes where he's just wide-eyed, cheeks ruddy, trying to find the words]
... Themis?
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it's impossible not to think of when he was openly using that name - when he first met this strange cat-eared man and fell instantly in love with him. the gulf of time that had separated him from those feelings seems like it's barely even there.
without hesitating, without letting himself stop to think, he closes what distance there is between them and kisses ahrun'ya.]
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[a part of ahrun'ya had been thinking about it--how could he not, with their faces so close, with elidibus's breath mingling with his own? but he didn't think elidibus would do it, even though he has to admit they've been dancing around their mutual attraction for some time now... long before this dream.
but here he is: this man his heart hurts to think about, both in longing and in sorrow, with his lips pressed to ahrun'ya's. he feels his own desires suddenly surge, and he parts his lips with a soft gasp, kissing back with barely-restrained want]
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but he does respond, and that means the kiss can continue, and that's a few more moments of not having to consider the repercussions of this reckless action.]
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