[ That blush brought him a great deal of hope because the shock had him worried that he was about to get rejected- not that he would be surprised, Vincent probably had a line of people outside of his door wanting to be his, but..
The excuse sounded like he was trying to let him down nice, since there wasn't a teenager in this school who didn't have mental problems, but when he followed up with that last bit Jay wasn't so sure he was right. His brows furrowed and he set the bonsai onto the nearby nightstand, just so he wouldn't accidentally drop it or something. ]
Stay right there, alright. [ He murmured to the plant before he turned back to Vin and stepped closer so he could offer his hands to him. ] 'm not clean either, y'know? I cry a lot, 'm angry all the time, you saw me all fokked up due to my heat, 'n I'm always gettin' into fights, can't read, can't write, but... I know when I like someone. When I'm falling in love with someone. We're all messed up, luv. But if you wanna be messed up with me, I wanna be messed up with you.
[Oh, the irony in the fact that he doesn't have tons of people lined up outside of his door ... Jay would probably get a laugh out of what he might say about it, though.
Vin watches the harpy set the plant aside, brow furrowing with worry, like something bad is about to happen. Honestly, he wouldn't blame Jay for telling him to hit the bricks and if that was what he wanted, the metamorph would do so with little to no complaining because he knows what sort of problems that causes. He'd never want to cause Jay more stress.
Once again, it felt like there was a golfball lodged in his throat, but it doesn't stop him from pulling his hands from his pockets and reaching out to gently take hold of the other boy's hands. He eased the pads of his digits across Jay's palms, up to his wrists then adjusted their hands so he could lace their fingers together, an amused laugh passing his lips.] Seems like we all got a bit of trouble here, but ... yeah. Yeah, [he repeats, more determined this time.] I do wanna be messed up with you. I ... I wanna show you all that I am.
[ The way his eyes lit up when Vin said that might be an obvious sign that he was expecting some sort of push back, maybe more excuses. But there he was, beautiful, laughing a little, holding his hands, and Jay felt like he grew another foot in height. Pride, maybe? Since he didn't really have any it was hard to identify in moments like these. ]
All of you, huh? Is there somethin' I haven't seen?
[And just like that, his demeanor sobers, fingers squeezing with reassurance around his boyfriend's. (Wow, that's something to think about!!!)
Then, like the ripple of the water's surface when a stone is thrown in, Vincent shifts, the entirety of his skin fading to ebony, along with the scleras of his eyes, although the irises spark to life with the color of fiery opals. Things that can only be described as 'scales' begin to spread across the length of his arms and legs - they are less prominent on his torso, but still faintly visible - all the way to the start of his forehead, down to the tops of his feet, although those are covered for now. His hair re-lengthens to the style Jay is most likely more used to and returns to its natural state of black, which makes him lift his arm so he can run a now clawed hand through the strands.
With the transformation complete, he inhales deep and brings his gaze back to Jay's, the left side of his face curling up just enough to show the sharp point of a fang.]
... this [he gestures with his free hand] is what I really look like.
Oh... oooh... [ He couldn't help but inhale a soft noise, his eyes widening as he watched the fascinating shift from emo-looking boy to something Jay had never seen before. His heart raced as he drank in the sight, from those incredible eyes to how badass his skin looked.
He shifted his hands so he could slowly run his fingertips up the length of Vin's arm, careful not to scrape against any of the 'scales', and he didn't stop until he was touching his face. The hint of fang made Jay grin wide. ] Aww, shit, luv, you look lekker. [ He said with clear awe in his voice. ] Like ya popped straight off the cover of a heavy metal record.
What are ya, even? I mean, I've seen a lot of myths but you're... wow. You're somethin' completely different. Aggg, fokken gorgeous, I've got goosebumps, ya feel 'em? [ He wasn't kidding, they were all up and down his arms with excitement. ]
Vincent snorts at the comment, knowing full well that it's meant to be a compliment. Imagining something like himself in a heavy metal band is amusing, but not undeniable-- he looks like some kind of demon, minus the tail and wings. (Which some hellspawn go without anyway.)] Yeah? Never thought of it like that.
Shapeshifter, [he answers simply, sparing a glance toward Jay's hand then leaning into the touch after it reaches his face, fangs gleaming as he lowers his arm to rest on the younger male's. His grin broadens at the sensation of tiny goosebumps beneath the pads of his fingers, honey-tinted irides flicking up to Jay's face.] Those're probably the best compliment of all, babydoll.
People are gonna be so jealous of me, knowin' I got a boy as lekker as you. [ His giggle was husky and brief, because he didn't honestly care about that sort of thing- jealousy and rumors and whatnot. Even so, he was positive that everybody would be gaga over Vin if they knew he had more than just one pretty appearance, especially one so unique. ]
Shapeshifter, huh? So you can look like anyone? Have you ever changed into me 'n jerked off? [ He asked flirtatiously, either unaware or uncaring of how weird that question might be. He never held his appearance in high esteem, but he knew if he could shapeshift that might be the sort of thing he would do over someone he liked. ]
Ooh, um, can I kiss ya or would those fangs get me?
I dunno. [A shrug.] People should be jealous that I got the most amazing boy around. [And he means it; Jay is so unique and nonchalant when it comes to other peoples' thoughts about them. Vincent wishes he could be less anxious about it, but it's not as simple for him, apparently.
One of these days ...]
Anyone, yeah. [To be fair, he's heard of weirder things and as he ponders the idea a little more, Vin can't fight the grin that spreads across his face. Then, he shifts again, fluid, seamless — like how easy it is to breathe — and suddenly looks identical to the boy in front of him.
Well, not completely. His hair's closely cropped on the sides of his head and styled up in the front-- more reminiscent of the Vin that Jay knows. The inquiry of being able to kiss him without getting cut makes his smirk broaden, those fangs reappearing not long after they'd gone.]
Only if I decide to bite ya. [How's it feel to be casually threatened by yourself, Jay?]
Yeah? Who? [ The pathetic part was that Jay genuinely thought that Vincent meant someone else. Then he almost yelped when he was suddenly faced with himself and burst out into another husky laugh. ]
Lookit you! Blerrie hell, ya make me look good! [ He was a bit used to seeing himself in double, since Janus was his daemon or whatever, but Vin didn't hold himself like Janus did- all rigid and proper. His boy was a lot more casual and warm. ]
Hey you didn't answer, I wanna know! Do you jerk off like this? If ya tell me I'll let ya bite me. [ His eyebrows bounced and he grinned in a way that indicated that he'd let Vin bite him whether or not he answered. ]
[The shapeshifter manages a slight smirk at Jay's question, but can't resist the urge to snicker at the other boy's reaction to his transformation.]
What're ya talking about? You always look good. [He draws himself closer, leans until they're practically nose to nose, the grin on his face broadening as soon as Jay brings up the earlier comment about him masturbating like this.]
I haven't, but now that you've said it, ya got me thinking that I should give it a try. [In an all too playful manner, Vincent tips his head back a bit and sticks his tongue out, letting the tip of it lick over the soft point of Jay's nose.] Do I get to leave a little love mark on ya now?
Nah, 'm messy. [ He argued weakly, too taken with Vincent to raise an actual fuss over his looks. Funny, he should feel weird about getting all snuggly with himself but he didn't because he knew it was his boy. ]
Yeah, you should try it. I wanna see... [ As he admitted that his cheeks turned pink, or maybe that was because of the way Vin was licking his nose. ] Heh, yeah... yeah, leave your mark on me, luv. I want it.
And I fucking love that about ya. [A snort, the tip of his nose briefly meeting Jay's before he draws back once more.]
What, ya mean right now? Not that I'm objecting or anything— just making sure we're both on the same wavelength here. [Seeing his boyfriend's cheeks flush causes those fangs to appear again, the point of the left one descending into his bottom lip.] You got it, [he assures, dipping forward so he can scrape sharp canines along the side of Jay's neck then bite down, careful to not break the delicate skin beneath.
Uh huh. [ Right now! He was glad that Vincent got the message and Jay shivered with anticipation as those fangs went down his neck. Then he gasped, loud and surprised when he was bitten, followed by a shaky giggle.
He typically didn't like pain, but it didn't hurt for long. It was soon replaced by a tingly sensation which made his toes curl and his eyelashes flutter. His hands dropped so he could grab the waistband of Vin's pants, just over the swell of his butt. ]
[He can feel Jay react beneath him, the way he reaches to grip his pants, the slight tremble of his throat beneath the points of his fangs when he giggles. Vincent can't resist the urge to chuckle himself.
There's a bit of lingering pressure where he momentarily bites somewhat harder then releases the skin, licking over the tiny marks before withdrawing with another grin.]
Liked that, did ya? Bet I could make ya have goosebumps all over, if I try hard enough.
U-Um! Ah! Holy kak... [ He swore when he felt the fangs dig in deeper. The whimper that escaped him was more instinctual than anything else, a sound of pain and fear though he didn't actually feel any fear. He knew he was safe, and that made him hang onto Vincent even tighter. ]
I have 'em! [ He admitted with a shaky laugh, looking down his arm as if to double-check the gooseflesh he felt prickling there. ] I really do! That's... oh, wow, that's a bit crazy innit? I don't think I should like that, but I do 'cos it's from you.
Woah, what was that? [Referring to the 'holy kak' comment, of course, but he's not ignoring the whine or the way Jay holds him tighter. In fact, the firmer grasp causes him to snicker, lifting a hand to glide his fingertips across the minuscule bumps that have risen on his boy's skin.]
Hell yeah, you do. [A brief glance down of his own before he looks back up at Jay, taking a moment to allow himself to shift back to his 'normal' appearance.] Nothing wrong with liking some ... love marks. [Because 'territorial' sounds possessive and he can't let on about that.]
Guess that depends on your rate of healing, but I'm hoping they'll last long enough for people notice.
That was me, almost screamin' 'cos that felt so blerrie... good? [ He's pretty sure good is the word, it was a mix of several feelings which was why he sounded so uncertain about it. Now he was looking at Vin's pretty face all over again and that made him smile wide. ]
Hi. Issat what they are? Yeah, I like 'em. [ Then his cheeks heated up. ] Ya want people to ask 'bout 'em, huh? For me to say my boy Vinny bit my neck? 'cos that's what I'd say.
Yeah? Damn, if I'da known you would like it that much ... [He'd have done it sooner, obviously. Being wary with those teeth has always been a thing for him; Vincent's never sure if people are going to be cool with them or not, since they are part of the whole 'demonic' kinda look he has going on.]
Hey, how you doin'? [Complimented by a ridiculous waggle of the eyebrows. Then, he gets serious again, though. Jay liked his bite marks? Oh, this could get interesting rather quickly!] And what if I do? Knowing that you'd tell people I did it makes me sorta proud, actually.
I didn't even know I'd like it that much! [ His laugh was slightly sheepish, because he honestly didn't. He'd always known he liked wolves teeth, but the sharp prick of fangs was different from that sensation. Then Vincent had him giggling all over again with the eyebrow-waggle. ]
Yeah? Then I'll tell everyone. I'll tell 'em they don't have a boy as pretty as I do, with teeth that give 'em goosebumps all over. Ooh... [ He shivered again just thinking about it, and hugged Vin a little tighter. ]
Guess we both learned something new today. [Damn, he could listen to Jay laugh forever and never grow tired of the sound. Could be one of the reasons why he leans to rub their noses together in an eskimo kiss.
Vincent's grateful for the tighter embrace; it gives him a reason to hide his face when his cheeks flush hotly in response to Jay's 'pretty boy' comment.] I dunno about all that, [he mumbles, tentatively glancing up from beneath his bangs.] Having people know I'm yours is a-okay with me, though.
[ And he certainly didn't mean to sleep. Jay wanted to celebrate their newfound boyfriend status, right next to the bonsai tree even! And you can bet that he's going to encourage Vincent to bite him several times. ]
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The excuse sounded like he was trying to let him down nice, since there wasn't a teenager in this school who didn't have mental problems, but when he followed up with that last bit Jay wasn't so sure he was right. His brows furrowed and he set the bonsai onto the nearby nightstand, just so he wouldn't accidentally drop it or something. ]
Stay right there, alright. [ He murmured to the plant before he turned back to Vin and stepped closer so he could offer his hands to him. ] 'm not clean either, y'know? I cry a lot, 'm angry all the time, you saw me all fokked up due to my heat, 'n I'm always gettin' into fights, can't read, can't write, but... I know when I like someone. When I'm falling in love with someone. We're all messed up, luv. But if you wanna be messed up with me, I wanna be messed up with you.
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Vin watches the harpy set the plant aside, brow furrowing with worry, like something bad is about to happen. Honestly, he wouldn't blame Jay for telling him to hit the bricks and if that was what he wanted, the metamorph would do so with little to no complaining because he knows what sort of problems that causes. He'd never want to cause Jay more stress.
Once again, it felt like there was a golfball lodged in his throat, but it doesn't stop him from pulling his hands from his pockets and reaching out to gently take hold of the other boy's hands. He eased the pads of his digits across Jay's palms, up to his wrists then adjusted their hands so he could lace their fingers together, an amused laugh passing his lips.] Seems like we all got a bit of trouble here, but ... yeah. Yeah, [he repeats, more determined this time.] I do wanna be messed up with you. I ... I wanna show you all that I am.
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[ The way his eyes lit up when Vin said that might be an obvious sign that he was expecting some sort of push back, maybe more excuses. But there he was, beautiful, laughing a little, holding his hands, and Jay felt like he grew another foot in height. Pride, maybe? Since he didn't really have any it was hard to identify in moments like these. ]
All of you, huh? Is there somethin' I haven't seen?
[ Jay didn't know the half of it... ]
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[And just like that, his demeanor sobers, fingers squeezing with reassurance around his boyfriend's. (Wow, that's something to think about!!!)
Then, like the ripple of the water's surface when a stone is thrown in, Vincent shifts, the entirety of his skin fading to ebony, along with the scleras of his eyes, although the irises spark to life with the color of fiery opals. Things that can only be described as 'scales' begin to spread across the length of his arms and legs - they are less prominent on his torso, but still faintly visible - all the way to the start of his forehead, down to the tops of his feet, although those are covered for now. His hair re-lengthens to the style Jay is most likely more used to and returns to its natural state of black, which makes him lift his arm so he can run a now clawed hand through the strands.
With the transformation complete, he inhales deep and brings his gaze back to Jay's, the left side of his face curling up just enough to show the sharp point of a fang.]
... this [he gestures with his free hand] is what I really look like.
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He shifted his hands so he could slowly run his fingertips up the length of Vin's arm, careful not to scrape against any of the 'scales', and he didn't stop until he was touching his face. The hint of fang made Jay grin wide. ] Aww, shit, luv, you look lekker. [ He said with clear awe in his voice. ] Like ya popped straight off the cover of a heavy metal record.
What are ya, even? I mean, I've seen a lot of myths but you're... wow. You're somethin' completely different. Aggg, fokken gorgeous, I've got goosebumps, ya feel 'em? [ He wasn't kidding, they were all up and down his arms with excitement. ]
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Vincent snorts at the comment, knowing full well that it's meant to be a compliment. Imagining something like himself in a heavy metal band is amusing, but not undeniable-- he looks like some kind of demon, minus the tail and wings. (Which some hellspawn go without anyway.)] Yeah? Never thought of it like that.
Shapeshifter, [he answers simply, sparing a glance toward Jay's hand then leaning into the touch after it reaches his face, fangs gleaming as he lowers his arm to rest on the younger male's. His grin broadens at the sensation of tiny goosebumps beneath the pads of his fingers, honey-tinted irides flicking up to Jay's face.] Those're probably the best compliment of all, babydoll.
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Shapeshifter, huh? So you can look like anyone? Have you ever changed into me 'n jerked off? [ He asked flirtatiously, either unaware or uncaring of how weird that question might be. He never held his appearance in high esteem, but he knew if he could shapeshift that might be the sort of thing he would do over someone he liked. ]
Ooh, um, can I kiss ya or would those fangs get me?
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One of these days ...]
Anyone, yeah. [To be fair, he's heard of weirder things and as he ponders the idea a little more, Vin can't fight the grin that spreads across his face. Then, he shifts again, fluid, seamless — like how easy it is to breathe — and suddenly looks identical to the boy in front of him.
Well, not completely. His hair's closely cropped on the sides of his head and styled up in the front-- more reminiscent of the Vin that Jay knows. The inquiry of being able to kiss him without getting cut makes his smirk broaden, those fangs reappearing not long after they'd gone.]
Only if I decide to bite ya. [How's it feel to be casually threatened by yourself, Jay?]
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Lookit you! Blerrie hell, ya make me look good! [ He was a bit used to seeing himself in double, since Janus was his daemon or whatever, but Vin didn't hold himself like Janus did- all rigid and proper. His boy was a lot more casual and warm. ]
Hey you didn't answer, I wanna know! Do you jerk off like this? If ya tell me I'll let ya bite me. [ His eyebrows bounced and he grinned in a way that indicated that he'd let Vin bite him whether or not he answered. ]
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What're ya talking about? You always look good. [He draws himself closer, leans until they're practically nose to nose, the grin on his face broadening as soon as Jay brings up the earlier comment about him masturbating like this.]
I haven't, but now that you've said it, ya got me thinking that I should give it a try. [In an all too playful manner, Vincent tips his head back a bit and sticks his tongue out, letting the tip of it lick over the soft point of Jay's nose.] Do I get to leave a little love mark on ya now?
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Yeah, you should try it. I wanna see... [ As he admitted that his cheeks turned pink, or maybe that was because of the way Vin was licking his nose. ] Heh, yeah... yeah, leave your mark on me, luv. I want it.
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What, ya mean right now? Not that I'm objecting or anything— just making sure we're both on the same wavelength here. [Seeing his boyfriend's cheeks flush causes those fangs to appear again, the point of the left one descending into his bottom lip.] You got it, [he assures, dipping forward so he can scrape sharp canines along the side of Jay's neck then bite down, careful to not break the delicate skin beneath.
At least, not right this moment.]
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He typically didn't like pain, but it didn't hurt for long. It was soon replaced by a tingly sensation which made his toes curl and his eyelashes flutter. His hands dropped so he could grab the waistband of Vin's pants, just over the swell of his butt. ]
S-Shit, wow..
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There's a bit of lingering pressure where he momentarily bites somewhat harder then releases the skin, licking over the tiny marks before withdrawing with another grin.]
Liked that, did ya? Bet I could make ya have goosebumps all over, if I try hard enough.
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I have 'em! [ He admitted with a shaky laugh, looking down his arm as if to double-check the gooseflesh he felt prickling there. ] I really do! That's... oh, wow, that's a bit crazy innit? I don't think I should like that, but I do 'cos it's from you.
How long do ya think the marks'll last?
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Hell yeah, you do. [A brief glance down of his own before he looks back up at Jay, taking a moment to allow himself to shift back to his 'normal' appearance.] Nothing wrong with liking some ... love marks. [Because 'territorial' sounds possessive and he can't let on about that.]
Guess that depends on your rate of healing, but I'm hoping they'll last long enough for people notice.
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Hi. Issat what they are? Yeah, I like 'em. [ Then his cheeks heated up. ] Ya want people to ask 'bout 'em, huh? For me to say my boy Vinny bit my neck? 'cos that's what I'd say.
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Hey, how you doin'? [Complimented by a ridiculous waggle of the eyebrows. Then, he gets serious again, though. Jay liked his bite marks? Oh, this could get interesting rather quickly!] And what if I do? Knowing that you'd tell people I did it makes me sorta proud, actually.
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Yeah? Then I'll tell everyone. I'll tell 'em they don't have a boy as pretty as I do, with teeth that give 'em goosebumps all over. Ooh... [ He shivered again just thinking about it, and hugged Vin a little tighter. ]
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Vincent's grateful for the tighter embrace; it gives him a reason to hide his face when his cheeks flush hotly in response to Jay's 'pretty boy' comment.] I dunno about all that, [he mumbles, tentatively glancing up from beneath his bangs.] Having people know I'm yours is a-okay with me, though.
ok to fade-to-black this scene?
[ And he certainly didn't mean to sleep. Jay wanted to celebrate their newfound boyfriend status, right next to the bonsai tree even! And you can bet that he's going to encourage Vincent to bite him several times. ]