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[arcanegrasp]

Elias is often out and about, but he's always glad to hear out anyone who needs to speak with him. Visit him in his home within the lighthouse, catch him out in the bustling city streets, or leave him a letter! He'll get back to you as soon as he can.

((OOC: Gonna get a proper code for this later, don't worry about the format now!!))

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[itsjustabaddream]

"There it is," Neil says, barely above a whisper between his panting breaths. He lets out an airy laugh. "I was worried I lost my touch."

Taking Elias' hips in hand, he thrusts with renewed vigor, neck arching upward as he lets out a hot sigh. "Oh, Eli..."

[arcanegrasp]

While he's more prone to breaths and whimpers, moans, the same rough edge to them as his voice carries, spill from him easily. He can't help but let his hand drift up, shaky in its stroking at himself. It does nothing for his stamina, rusted away with time, but he aches for every ounce of the contact.

"That's... I-I'm..." He tries to manage between his own short breaths, only growing more unsteady by the minute. "I don't know how long I'll last..."

[itsjustabaddream]

Neil presses a kiss to the leg that is hiked up on his shoulder and reaches out to pull Elias' hand away from his own cock. "Slow down." The instruction is gentle this time. "Wait for me."

[arcanegrasp]

Elias winces at the lack of the contact, but he relents easily, letting out a shuddering breath. It was impossible to argue with directions like that. "Hah, I--- y-yes, of course, sorry. Got a--- a bit excited."

[itsjustabaddream]

"It's alright, darling," Neil purrs, craning forward to kiss him. It's a hard reach, so eventually he elects to press kisses to Elias' chest. "I'm catching up," he admits softly between his haggard breaths. "You feel so good, Eli."

[arcanegrasp]

The kiss hitches a breath in his chest, a blooming warmth rising to meet it. Elias lets out a heated sigh, lifting a hand to brush over Neil's cheek - a familiar affection that he's still so prone to.

"I could say the same of you," He leans his head back, struggling to have any of the energy still to lift it. "You always---" A good motion pulls a soft ah from him before he can pull himself back together. "You always did know just the right way to get me, didn't you?"

[itsjustabaddream]

He laughs softly. "T-took practice," he murmurs, then lets out a sharp breath. He doesn't bother to explain what cut him off, letting the fact that he's taken Elias in hand do the talking.

[arcanegrasp]

Elias understands very clearly, and whines, soft and needy, toes curling and back tensing. He's boiling at his core, and even the desperate attempt to reel himself back is so quickly undone by that hand on him, so much better than his own. Climax looms dangerously, and he's reduced to more and more of a mess with each passing moment as he desperately tries to hang on.

"O-oh, fuck, Neil---!"

[itsjustabaddream]

"Come on, Eli," he urges, "Almost there---"

[arcanegrasp]

Between his words and the continued motions, Elias doesn't need any further pushing - that tips him right across the line.

Writhing and arching his back sharply, he comes hard, shuddering and stiff as he spills over into Neil's hand, his hands dropping hurriedly to white-knuckle grip the sheets. He pants heavily and whimpers as it's ridden out, overstimulated in the best possible way and relishing every ounce of contact, even if it leaves him foggy and with new, decidedly different sort of ache.

[itsjustabaddream]

Neil gasps and groans as Elias tips over the edge, stroking him through it. And then, once Elias has gotten all that he can, Neil pulls out to finish himself off by hand. He gazes down at Elias with hazy, half-lidded eyes, rubbing Elias' hip with his free hand.

[arcanegrasp]

Elias pants heavily, and with the utmost disregard for the mess, he sits up--- with only the smallest wince of soreness--- and scoots to the end of the bed, softly nudging Neil's hand to slow his work.

"May I?"

[itsjustabaddream]

Neil's usual decorum fails him, and he can't manage a suave invitation, instead responding only with a sharp nod.

[arcanegrasp]

Elias lets out a content breath, and once Neil has dropped away his hand, his own replaces it, building quickly up to the same pace Neil had been at before. He presses a few kisses to wherever he can reach, up to Neil's collarbone, sighing softly against his skin.

"There we are," He murmurs, pressing another kiss. "Absolutely perfect."

[itsjustabaddream]

Neil wraps his arms lazily around Elias, sighing against his shoulder as pleasure mounts again. Within a minute or two, Neil's breath hitches, his fingers curl tightly, and he lets out a shaky moan as he finishes, adding to the mess on Elias' chest. "Fuck, Eli---!"

[arcanegrasp]

Elias lets out a shuddering breath, continuing to stroke Neil through it, until he finally slows to a stop, pressing his forehead softly to Neil's chest. Unable to help himself, he lets out a breathless laugh.

"That was--- fantastic."

[itsjustabaddream]

Neil exhales a laugh as well, kissing the side of Elias' head as he slowly comes back to himself. "It was," he agrees. "Thank you for, ah. Having me." The turn of phrase is obviously cheeky, by his tone.

[arcanegrasp]

Elias laughs again, louder this time, soaking up the affections as he gets them, and gladly teasing him right back, falling into it as easily as they'd ever had. "Of course, you've been nothing short of a splendid guest."

[itsjustabaddream]

"What can I say? I like to bring gifts for my host," Neil jokes.

[arcanegrasp]

"Hah! Scoundrel." Elias grins.

[itsjustabaddream]

Neil lets out another breathy laugh, sitting up a bit. "Mmm, you know me. We should get cleaned up, though. And... maybe try again to have that tea?"

[arcanegrasp]

"Certainly. If I could trouble you to put the kettle back on, I may, ah. Need a brief shower."

[itsjustabaddream]

"Gladly. I probably just need a quick once-over with a wet rag, myself," Neil agrees, scooting away to let Elias up.

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[arcanegrasp]

"I've got several in the bathroom, right this way," Elias waves Neil along, taking his house-robe from the back of the chairs and snagging his glasses on the way, before heading down the steel stairs once more.

Once Neil had been given his own rag, Elias showers as quickly as he's able, keen to get back out into the shared space. It feels a bit pathetic, all things considered, but there's an old normalcy that's so easy to settle into, and he wants to reap as much of it as he possibly can. He joins Neil in the kitchenette, offering him a softer smile this time.

"Hope I didn't keep you waiting. How's tea coming along?"

Old man yaoi is OVER. Time for a thin facade of domestic bliss

[itsjustabaddream]

"Nearly done," Neil says as he's pouring. He borrowed Elias' house robe the moment it was off, making off with it, and has made himself at home in the kitchenette. He doesn't need to ask how Elias takes his tea, doing it from memory. Neil seems in good spirits.