❪ event ❫ a moment in eternity

[natha]

TO THERE AND BACK     It has been a month of chills uncharacteristic of what you might remember as summer — cold days and even colder nights. The days are short and the nights feel eternal. With the recent disruption of the network and no sign of a resolution for the world outside of Nadril, one has to wonder what the future holds for El Nysa. What of Olympia, Wyver, and their residents? The animals you cared for - are they destined to remain as frozen as wretched Ysverai forever? What will become of the sleeping ones in Thesa when there is nowhere else to go but this icy city? Yet not all hope is lost just yet. The woman that appeared at the start of the network errors finally shows up again in another network post. Greetings to you all. I apologize for my abrupt appearance and departure before… My name is Nurray, and I am the closest thing to a monarch that you will find here in Nadril. Magda is... indisposed, so I am here to speak to you in his place. First and foremost, you will notice that your network devices are fully functional once more. Should you experience any further issues, please report them to me immediately so that it can be taken care of. Secondly… Investigating the strange frequency interference we've been experiencing has brought some troubling data to light. The passage of time outside of this colony has been halted, of course, but the hold seems... unstable. Whatever it is that Darma has done to contain the calamity, I doubt that it will last for long. Time is an unpredictable force, and attempting to control it can only have adverse effects on the world. You could stay here if you so chose, outside the reach of that magic... but to do that would be to abandon the rest of this planet to an unenviable fate. ...ah, but there is no need to take my word for it. You can see the effects for yourselves, if you wish — merely look outside. "Seeing is believing"... isn’t that the phrase? Nurray has a point: refugees have not been given a chance to see the outside. The frequent snowstorm barrier of Nadril has made it impossible to see what it's like beyond the colony. Soon after the network post, as though the snow has been "turned off," clouds will clear. With the barrier created by the snow gone, the red sun shines brightly upon the dreary city with its warmth. You can see a purple haze on the south horizon, a indication that Yservai wasn’t all just a dream. He's still there, so far away, yet so close anyway. Near the entrance, a mound of snow melts, revealing steps leading towards the underground. It seems to be a part of the subway station you might have found earlier during your exploration of the colony — this time, the station has been powered on. Two trains lie in wait — their destinations read: Olympia and Wyver. — El Nysa is waiting. FREEZE FRAME     The technology found in the subway station of Nadril is truly out of this world. The combined efforts of Natha technology and alien minds have truly created state-of-the-art transportation never before seen by the typical Nysan. It takes no longer than one hour for the intercoms to announce their arrival to the outskirts of the Dranbu Kingdom — though, even with the platform available, the train never stops; it instead continues for another half hour for it to reach the North Gate of the Olympian Empire, where it sits until it's time to return to the tundra. All in all, it takes a mere hour and a half for this high-speed subway travel from Nadril to Olympia. The second train does make a quick stop at the Olympian Station, but it will be another painless hour and a half until it reaches the jungle of the Wyver Kingdom. Because Wyver is its own island, connected only by a bridge, you might notice that a small part of the travel was underwater. The trip takes only a total of three hours, but there's plenty of time for sightseeing. After all, isn't that the whole point of this trip? BE STILL MY HEART. Leaving the train, you are immediately hit with the still, warm air of the underground. It's hot, much different from the winter of the north, but perhaps a welcome change. The station is old, but it still has a fairly new smell to it, and not just because it's been unused for so long. It feels out of place compared to the rest of this world, and this is especially true when you reach the surface. The entrance was hidden under the earth right near the North Gate. Upon leaving the station, you're immediately hit with the familiar wretched smell and atmosphere of the undead. Even if you're new, you won’tt be able to miss Ysverai, the risen Great Dragon. You see this massive creature on the horizon, mouth wide and ready to blast El Nysa into nothing. Yet he remains still — as are all the terrified residents of Olympia. You've only seen this on the monitors of Thesa Station, and now you're able to experience first-hand how utterly quiet and still the world is now. The native Olympians are all over — you see most of them running away from the Great Dragon. Others equipped their armors and rode their steeds straight toward the danger in hopes of protecting their Empire. And the civilians, having lost all hope, are huddled together — at least they would have been able to spend their final moments with loved ones. Up on Thesa Station, you felt dread when you'd observed Ysverai for too long — this remains true here. That dread reaches your heart and clutches it. You feel his pain and suffering, and for those too in tune with emotions, it may be too much for you to be near him. Best to steer clear from him, or perhaps return to the underground. There is much more to be seen, after all. PRAYING WITH FIRE. Another hour and a half south on the subway, and you'll reach the Wyver Station. It's far warmer here in the station this further south, but Ysverai's dread doesn't reach here. On the surface, you are instead immediately hit with the overwhelming humidity of the jungle. With summer in full swing, the layers you've brought with you from Nadril become a burden. In Wyver, the mood is far different. The Great Dragon Yservai was once a being that was respected and worshipped by the Wyver people — not to mention that the one responsible is none other than Prince Raysc — thus his revival is met with somber resilience. Most of Wyver natives, instead of running away, had gathered around fires in prayer. Trained dragons that were unaffected by Ysverai's influence bow by their master's sides in acceptance of what they feel in their heart is to come with the Great Dragon's final blow. You may even spot your own dragon, eyes beamed up toward Thesa, like it knows you were up there at the moment time stood still. It's hard to imagine where one can go from here. You might start thinking about clean-up efforts, how to achieve proper burials for the fallen ones... but with time frozen, you will find that you cannot actually move anything or anyone. It will be dusk, as Thesa's shines across the skies, when storm cloud gather before Thesa's light. And from the clouds is a familiar figure — Once again, she has descended. TIME & TIME AGAIN     Darma is glowing as bright as the naked eye can perceive. Her massive, true form floats before the world she's built from dust. Is this world salvageable in your eyes, Refugee? We held time in hopes that we fould find a way to dissolve this Ysverai back to the ashes from which he was reanimated. Unfortunately, we continue to be unseeing, thus uncertain of the future... after all, our powers are near depleted. Nurray was correct, Refugee, in that I cannot hold time for much longer. There is... another way, however. It is not ideal by any means, but we shall do what we must to keep Ysverai frozen. As for us... we have expended far too much of our energy — Refugee, I am too aware of the misfortunes you've experienced in your time here. I have failed in my promise to provide better living... perhaps, with more time, I may yet see a better future. Until then, I leave Thesa, our hearts, in your hands. Farewell, Refugee. Her brightness dims as she says her final words — at the same time, raises her arms, palms wide, then closes her hands into a fist. In that instant, time is resumed. It's slow at first, as though time is trying to catch up with reality. It takes a several moments until the slow-motion picture before them reaches normalcy. Darma turns her attention to Yservai, whose motion is also returning, but not for long. In her true form, they are comparable in size; Darma's glow continues to dim as she draws closer to the Great Dragon, and then she coils herself around him, holding him still before assimilating into the wretched creature. By the end of it, time has completely returned to normal, and all residents were able to witness the Natha holding time still for Ysverai — The process turns the Great Dragon, as well as Darma, into stone. HIT PLAY TO REPLAY     Darma has resumed time, and Ysverai is no longer a threat. However, it comes with a hefty price for the Natha. The massive, stone statue of Darma embracing Ysverai looms in the valley between the cities of Olympia and Wyver. It's no doubt an intimidating addition to the world, but there is some peace in knowing it's all over. When civilians finally come to, they can't help but look upon the statue in awe — and their respective cities. It's much to take in all at once. Much destruction has been wrought— buildings lay in ruin, and of the citizens still alive, many look to be in poor physical condition. 1. I. The Sanctuary has sustained much damage, and with the high demand of medical care, cannot serve as the central healing place for those in need. Instead, it is up to individual citizens to find resources and establish places of care. Those with a medical inclination or healing powers may set up medical tents, or work out of their homes. Not everything has been destroyed, and it is still possible to obtain supplies from the market or request them from The Sanctuary. There is also, unfortunately, the tragic task of transporting corpses to graveyards and giving fallen citizens a proper burial. The Temples thank you for your service. II. In order to have a functioning city again, buildings and facilities must be repaired and rebuilt. It's possible your own home was demolished in the battle. With so many important buildings needing to be repaired, city officials are too overwhelmed with the coordination of such tasks to double-check that buildings are restored to their original form. What's more, they seem to encourage design innovation, believing that a new, fresh look to the city will revitalize people's morale. Now is the time to put your own unique flair on the interior or exterior of Olympia's infrastructure. Even parts of the Palace need repair. Time has resumed, yes, but the magic that Darma employs isn't flawless. As powerful of an entity as she may be, to tamper with time is difficult. Some would say it defies the laws of nature. Nature seems to agree, and in the next few weeks, El Nysa will be facing a few hiccups as it finds its equilibrium once more and citizens try to return to normalcy. Strangely enough, El Nysa natives are not disturbed by the occurrence of these events. III. Characters may find that they occasionally (or frequently) suffer from lapses in memory. These difficulties with memory may range from light to severe, although they are thankfully not permanent. Within the span of a few minutes to a few hours, difficulties in remembering people and events are resolved. That isn't to say a similar problem won’t happen again tomorrow… IV. Is it just you, or is your housemate looking a bit old lately? No, it isn't just stress making some citizens appear older. For a short amount of time, some characters may find themselves advancing or regressing in age, both physically and mentally. This particular kind of time hiccup is rare and may be particularly disturbing to the affected person’s friends. Thankfully, there have been no cases of this effect lasting more than an hour. V. At times, it seems as though objects and people in El Nysa will feel a bit out of place. These are beings and things that belong to what some may call "alternate universes." Their presence is transient, and some will only appear for a few instances before returning to their rightful existence. The ones that linger a bit longer, however, may make your day more interesting. Before you stands a pet just like yours, except it talks...? Perhaps you'll meet another version of yourself, a more bloodthirsty version of yourself. Or maybe you'll run into a version of your friend that really enjoys your company. The possibilities are truly endless, and potentially mortifying. VI. Towards the end of the month, the frequency of the aforementioned disturbances will decrease. Following this will be an increase in a different sort of disturbance: one that will either make literal seconds seem like an eternity, or force you to move and talk at a speed you never thought possible. It's as though some higher entity is pressing the fast forward or slow down button on life, and considering your mind works at the same pace as normal, the phenomenon is as frustrating as it sounds. Hope you weren't planning to be on time for anything, because it might be awhile before the universe allows you to take that next step. But these phenomena does draw to a close — and with it, you may wonder what will happen now to those sleeping ones in Thesa now that Darma has turned to stone. After all, it will be near the time of which more refugees should wake... Repairs to Thesa Station should remain ongoing so long as parts can be salvaged from Nadril, at least. And with speed travel via subway possible, it should make travel far easier than ever before. Even with Darma gone, you will have to move forward. There is still much to be done. FINAL OOC NOTES     You may acquire REP for Nadril, and either Olympia or Wyver in this log. An AC-eligible thread for ONE (1) NADRIL REP POINT may be submitted HERE BY AUGUST 26TH, 11:59 PM EST. A second AC-eligible thread for 1 REP for either Olympia OR Wyver may be submitted HERE OR HERE BY AUGUST 26TH, 11:59 PM EST. Please direct questions to the questions thread below! Thank you! QUICK NAV premise ● faq ● lore ● map ● npcs taken ● atp/emp ● application ● rep/acp calendar ● hiatus/drops ● modbox [ FULL NAVIGATION ] elnysa nysalogs nysaisles nysaooc elnyan

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[sullenstallion]

It's only ridiculous from where you're standing. I bet there's someone out there who would agree with me.

[He keeps pace with Waver, tail swishing, occasionally kicking up a piece of trash or some fallen leaves.

Eventually, they arrive. Dylas doesn't seem put off by it. He's happy to finally see where his 'pup' lives, completely unaware that he's living a dangerous game by using that term.]

I'm glad you've got a roof over your head, at least. I can stop worrying about you now.

[chickenhearted]

Too bad we're not going to find out.

[ So there. He ends the argument there and leads Dylas to his humble home.

Rider isn't there at the moment, which isn't really a surprise. He just hopes he isn't getting himself into trouble.

He hmphs. ]

You didn't have to worry about me in the first place. Of course I have a roof over my head.

[sullenstallion]

[He would've had a comeback for that!!!

But whatever.

Dylas kicks off his shoes to be polite, taking him down...nope, he's still pretty much the same height. He's still taller. Not even Waver's growth spurt is enough to beat his natural height that has nothing to do with the fact he used to be a horse.

He moves a little further in.]

I didn't mean I...worry about you, I just think about you and wonder if you're alright sometimes. It's different.

[It's not.]

[chickenhearted]

[ Waver closes the door behind them and rejoins Dylas, looking him over with some skepticism. It's different, huh? He kind of fails to see how. ]

Whatever you say.

[ He decides not to pick a fight for once and just let it go. But he gestures around them. ]

Make yourself at home. I know there isn't much.

[ But there's places to sit and whatnot. If Dylas finds a spot, Waver's just going to.. sit right by him. ]

[sullenstallion]

[Waver says 'whatever you say.' Dylas hears 'what you say goes.' That's right it does.]

No. It's nice. It's cozy.

[That might sound like an insult, but he means it! He takes a seat on a couch and moves his tail so that Waver can sit next to him without sitting on it, then sets it in his own lap, holds onto it.]

I like seeing where you live. For a while, I wasn't too welcome in your neck of the jungle, remember?

[chickenhearted]

[ That's fine... for now.

But he sits next to Dylas and nods a little. He's glad it seems cozy, at least. Like a home? ]

It's not much, but it works.

[ He looks at Dylas and frowns slightly at the memory, giving another nod. ]

Yeah, I remember. I'm glad you aren't getting yourself into trouble lately!

[sullenstallion]

I can always get myself into more trouble later. Right now, I've had enough of...everything.

[He waves his hand dismissively, and the tip of his tail flicks as he does. Too much dragon, too much death, too much destruction, too much trouble.]

Except for you, I guess. You can stay.

[It's Waver's house, but he's giving him permission to stay. He smirks as if challenging him to say otherwise.]

[chickenhearted]

You better not. [ He huffs, but generally he agrees. He's kind of had enough of everything too.

Of course when he's given permission to stay in his own house, he just gives Dylas a look. ]

Uh-huh. Thanks.

[ He doesn't challenge it, but he does give Dylas a little shove. ]

[sullenstallion]

I can't make any promises. I like the peace and quiet, but I get restless sometimes.

[He shoves back and gives a playful look of his own. It's weird, seeing Waver like this, but he's still relieved. He might even say he's happy. His friend is safe, he's here, he's given his gift.

It's nice.

He leans against Waver, deciding to cross the line from playful to making himself too comfortable. The man is sturdy enough to support him now, and...

...and...

... ...and...]

We could...make trouble. Sometime. When you're back to normal.

[chickenhearted]

You, like peace and quiet?

[ That's news to him. He actually chuckles a little with that new deep voice of his.

He pauses once Dylas leans against him, but then decides that it's fine and eases back into his seat a little.

A curious glance is given, eyebrow raising up slowly. ]

Make trouble? Why would I want to make trouble? And who knows how long I'll end up being this way.

[sullenstallion]

Go ahead and laugh. [That new voice of Waver's is a little alluring in ways Dylas doesn't want to admit, but he continues.] But where I'm from, there are only about...a hundred people living in the city. We were just at war, too. I like my peace and quiet.

[Which is why it's harder to spell this out. Why does he feel like talking about this all of a sudden? He doesn't even...feel funny, and Waver definitely isn't going to feel the same way. It's not a 'peace and quiet' kind of activity.

He huffs, blowing air at nothing and turning his gaze away. If Waver isn't interested in him like that without the influence of the Wyver 'heat' or whatever, he's going to feel so ashamed. And why does the fact that Waver might be stuck looking like that for a while feel more like a pro then a con? It makes his stomach twist with even more anxiety.]

It's good trouble, okay? I'm not great with words, so I'll just say it. Everything we've been through lately has sucked, and sitting here like this...I want to feel close to you again. Like our first night in Wyver. It's not why I came here, either, I'm just too happy to see you. And...you look really good, even if it's different. I'm, uh...

[Please kill him.]

[chickenhearted]

[ He doesn't laugh. He just sort of stares. It's always interesting to learn more things about Dylas's world and his life. It makes Waver realize he doesn't actually know much. After all, he still thinks Dylas is some kind of wolf man...

But he nods after a moment. Yeah, okay. He'll give you your peace and quiet. ] I guess that makes sense.

[ Then Dylas continues talking and it suddenly dawns on Waver what he actually means. His younger self would be turning red as a beet right about now, but his older one only gets a light flush on his cheeks as he considers all this. ]

So you meant that kind of trouble...

[ Honestly yeah, he should just kill you. and yet... ]

I'm not.... opposed...

[ It did feel good, okay? And it's nice being able to feel close to someone. He's always craved that. But gosh, don't make it so embarrassing! ]

[sullenstallion]

You can just forget it! It was only a joke.

[His ears are twitching so hard that he feels like they might fall off of his head, but then he hears a meek 'I'm not opposed.' Being Dylas, he's already finished what he was trying to say, speaking right over Waver, and now a silence hangs in the air.

He starts to comb his fingers through his tail nervously. Fuck.]

Oh. You're not. I...was only joking about it being a joke. If you're serious.

[If Waver isn't serious, then clearly Dylas is joking about joking about joking.]

Alright. So...we'll do stuff again when you're ready for it. [He can't even look at Waver, but there's no hiding the excitement in his voice. He's just happy to feel close to his friend again? And other things.] When you feel and look...scrawny again.

[chickenhearted]

Was it?

[ Well if it was just a joke, he feels stupid as hell now. Except Dylas goes on talking and says he was just joking about it being a joke. Oh, okay. Waver thinks he's pretty serious about it, so he gives a tiny nod. His fingers bunch up the fabric of his pants as he further contemplates what he's just agreed to.

But he lifts his eyebrows as a thought strikes him, and glances at Dylas again. ]

And if I don't?

[ What if he's stuck being old Waver forever? Would that be a problem? ]

Is there something wrong with the way I am now?

[sullenstallion]

It wasn't.

[He feels stupid, too. Dylas feels stupid for suggesting it, for saying it was a joke and, maybe, for playing with Waver's feelings? He's not asking to date him or anything like that, he just wants to explore that...closeness again. He doesn't want to come across as a jerk?

He sighs. That's a big question.]

You look really good the way you are now. ...Really good. But I just want you to be comfortable. This isn't what you're used to.

[He gets breathless somewhere around 'really good' and steals another look that lingers. Waver really filled out, it's not his fault.]

[chickenhearted]

Oh.. alright.

[ Ok, now he feels slightly less stupid. But still a little stupid. He doesn't think Dylas is a jerk, not really, he just doesn't want to make a fool of himself over something like this.

But he relaxes a little to hear he looks good this way. That's a good thing. Because if he's stuck this way forever, he'd want to look good. ]

I am comfortable. Actually, I feel fine this way.

[ It's how he's always dreamed of looking....big and tall and strong too... yeah, it's nice. ]

I mean, not that I'm saying we have to do something now o-or anything.

[sullenstallion]

[It's how Dylas has always dreamed of looking, too. He's always wished he could look a bit tougher, more muscular. Or maybe he just wishes he was stronger. He could relate if they stopped to talk about.

Instead, his stomach is already starting to tighten in that familiar way. He stands, because he doesn't want to get aroused sitting next to Waver. He wants to get aroused...in the same bed as Waver? And he feels pretty damn sinful for that thought, which sets his tail lashing something fierce. It starts to bump against Waver's leg with determination.]

Let's do something now. It's not why I came out here. But show me where you want to. Please?

[chickenhearted]

[ They really would relate to one another if they ever had that conversation. But until then, they just have to awkwardly dance around topics like they do.

He balls his hands up into fists against his knees as he sits, and Dylas stands. He blinks in time with the bumps of Dylas's tail against his leg and then tries to push that distraction away by thinking about...where to go.

Well the bedroom is the logical choice right. His heart feels like it's about to burst out of this new, manly chest he has. ]

Right. This way, then...

[ He slowly stands from the couch and begins walking toward the bedroom. Again, there isn't much to see there, it's quite meager, but it is definitely a bed. ]

[sullenstallion]

[It's definitely a bed. And Waver definitely has a more manly chest than before. Dylas is thinking about both of those things a lot once they're in the bedroom again, door shut behind them. He should be worried about other things, like...what if his roommate comes home? Or what if his body has arthritis or something? But instead, he just turns to him.]

Can I help you undress? I want to...feel this.

[He gestures at Waver's body, not quite sure how to describe what it is that he wants to feel. How big he feels? The new power his body might carry? He wants to touch him. His tail curls against his leg. He feels a little guilty for being turned on by something temporary...but it's not like he doesn't find Waver unattractive when he's more easily bullied, too.

Hoping for a yes, he steps closer, eliminating the distance between them.]

[chickenhearted]

[ Waver isn't too worried about Rider coming home. He rarely spends time there anyway except late at night when they're relaxing or whatnot. He always seems to have something better to do, which is fine for the moment. He gets some privacy of his own for once.

He stands by the bedside, looking at Dylas but refusing to blush so hard he can't concentrate. This is fine. He agreed to this, it should all just...work out. So he nods slowly after a moment. ]

Go ahead.

[ Honestly he's a little curious to have this body explored too. How good will it feel? Will it be different from when he was all tiny and scrawny? He can feel his pulse pounding in anticipation of it already. ]

[sullenstallion]

You're going to make me nervous if you blush like that with that face. It's creepy.

[It's not really creepy. It's endearing as hell, he just doesn't really know how to process what's in front of him. Waver is going to grow up all handsome and strong. It makes him wonder what he'll look like when he's older. But there's more time to think about that later. His eyes are appraising, even lustful as he drinks in the sight in front of him.

He starts by removing Waver's shirt, working with him to get it pulled over his head along with anything else he's wearing over it, but he's handsy. Waver might notice that Dylas is trying to be subtle about it, but there's a press of his hands against Waver's clothed chest here, and almost-grope there...he's horny and it's showing even if he doesn't think it is.

When the skin is bare, though, he's quick to place a hand on Waver's chest and trail it down, eyes wide. He's impressed. He stammers as he places his other hand on Waver's arm and then his chest, feeling him up, a stray finger even toying with a nipple. He's more forward than before, too, and he wonders if he's pushing his luck.]

How does it feel? Where do you want me to touch?

[chickenhearted]

I can't help it...

[ He turns his head slightly to the side, hoping that will tame down the blushing a little. He agrees that it's not a face made for blushing though. It's not manly to blush!! This body is pretty manly!

He complies with removing his shirt, moving his arms to help get it out of the way. He has a couple layers on, but nothing too complicated. Just nerd clothes as usual. Maybe slightly less nerdy on account of him looking slightly less like a nerd now. He definitely doesn't think Dylas is being very subtle. In fact, he's riling Waver up right along with those eager touches, and his heart is beating like crazy as he lets the other touch him.

He kind of watches once he's bare, really unfamiliar with his own body and how it looks. He watches Dylas's hand move down his torso. When a finger flicks over a nipple, he winces and tries his hardest not to make a noise. He's definitely not used to this very direct approach, but then he's not all that used to being intimate in general. ]

It feels... nice. Touch wherever you want. This body is new to me too...

[sullenstallion]

[It's not like Dylas' face isn't red either...but it's cuter on Waver than it is on him, he's sure of that much. He gently reaches up when Waver turns his head away and attempts to be gentle in gripping his chin and turning him back to face Dylas.]

If you start looking away, I'm going to get nervous. I'm not that hard to look at, am I?

[He does think he's a little hideous, but there are better times to address that than in the bedroom. Right now, his focus is on Waver. He runs his hand over his arm, gives it a squeeze, then smiles as he realizes just how wimpy Waver doesn't look again. This time, though, he's feeling it beneath his hands. This is a man's body, and his tail sets to swishing as he realizes he likes that, too.]

It's not too much, is it? I, uh...you know. Don't want to overwhelm you.

[But even now he's back to running his hands over Waver's body, reaching behind him, feeling his back. He's bigger all over, and his skin feels a little different, but he's even more aroused when he watches Waver try not to make a sound. It makes him feel like he's doing this right, and soon he's back to the front. A hand through Waver's hair, fingers brushing his scalp...another hand on his chest, teasing the opposite nipple this time.]

You really are big. [Dylas' ears perk without any prompting, a sure sign to Waver that Dylas has just thought of something. It's his turn to look away, too, but he quickly brings his face back.] Is everything bigger?

[Miraculously, Dylas' tone is less sleazy and more genuinely curious. This is new to both of them. His hand moves to Waver's belt buckle as he waits for an answer. He'd know, right? Waver has checked to see if his dick is bigger by now, right?]

[chickenhearted]

[ Waver doesn't fight much when his chin is guided back toward Dylas. But it's still embarrassing. He snorts softly at Dylas's question though. That wasn't even why he turned away in the first place! ]

Of course not...

[ He isn't a connoisseur of "wolf men" but he doesn't think Dylas is hideous. Maybe he's got weird tastes though? It's entirely possible. But he stands patiently and tries to be quiet as his body is explored. It's a little difficult to be completely silent when his nipples are being teased but he hopes Dylas isn't paying that much attention to the noises. Wishful thinking. ]

It's not too much. It's fine. I can handle it.

[ Somehow he feels like in this body he can handle it even better.

But as Dylas's hand travels south and he asks that blunt question, Waver feels the muscles in his brow twitching. This fool.... he's even asking something like that!! Of course he's had to use the bathroom since changing bodies, so he may have noticed... ]

Stupid... of course it is. Jeez, don't bring something like that up so suddenly!

I'm sorry if I'm moving this too quickly or making my tags too long ahhhhhh

[sullenstallion]

[He likes the reassurance. It's not his body being explored, but he doesn't really consider himself to be an attractive person. Waver is...cute, though. And like this, he's really handsome. Dylas is a little jealous, but more than that he's happy this is happening at all.

The way Dylas' ears perk whenever Waver makes a noise are the first hint that he's picking up all of his movements, all of his sounds. There's also a wry smirk on his face as Waver struggles to keep quiet. He lets his finger circle Waver's nipple for a little longer just to see if it's something he enjoys...]

...Yeah. You're not that delicate. And it's not like I'm any better at this kind of thing than you are.

[Their first explorations of each other's bodies had been so awkward. He can act like an 'alpha' but Waver already knows he's just as easily flustered and shy about sex stuff. But he's trying.]

What? How is that a bad thing? I was just curious. ...And you answered pretty quickly. I bet that's the first thing you checked.

[He scoffs, trying to hide how embarrassed he is at being called out for his question. So, Waver's cock is bigger, huh? Dylas is excited for that, and he can't believe that's a turn-on. What's happening to him? He trails his other hand lower, over chest and stomach, to start taking off Waver's belt...

...but then he slowly moves onto his knees as he starts to pull Waver's pants down, leaving whatever underwear he has on right in the center of Dylas' vision. He might as well check it out now that he's asked, right? And he has to be down here to help Waver out of his shoes, too, since Dylas is in more of a 'get naked and then get in bed' mood right now.

It's not his fault if Waver appreciates the view of Dylas on his knees, face at crotch level, interest all centered on him. Dylas reaches to grope his crotch next with hands that are, like always, a little rougher than he intends to be. His thumb will be stroking over any hint of a bulge.]