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[ OPEN ] event things

Who: Jae-Ha (

razzledazzles) & Open! (Along with some closed prompts)
What: October first part of the event things!
When: Any day from October 1st-October 14th??
Where: The streets of Olympia, various parts of it!
Warning(s): ~~none as of now!~~ Mephisto's thread has NSFW while under the influence of alcohol, thanks Mephisto

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[For as much as he had been trying to keep the truth about his leg a secret, it didn’t take Jae-Ha long to start regularly soaring through the skies. He’s doing it now, using occasional rooftops as points to bounce up higher again, eyes scanning the ground for anyone suspicious or outright wanted.

That includes, of course, any fugitives.

Anyone might catch him soaring and dropping out of the sky behind those on that list of wanted fugitives, or digging around until he finds particular associates and tries to corner them, as well. Maybe you’re just there as he drops down to look for an associate of the shady man, or maybe you see him corner one right in front of you. Or, maybe you’re a fugitive yourself, and you weren’t expecting a man with green hair to drop out of the sky and land behind you.]

[Especially with such a friendly greeting.]

[When he’s not actively chasing down leads, Jae-Ha can be found anywhere. Bars, the streets, flirting with women, shopping at the market… It’s easy to find his leads when surrounded by people, he finds. Today, he’s managed to rent an erhu (or something like it) and is performing a melancholy sounding song on the streets of Olympia.

He might look relaxed, eyes closing from time to time to feel the music, but whether people are donating to him to pay off this rental or not, he’s keeping his ears open for any information. If anyone lingers long enough, he’ll speak up, just wondering if he’s been caught or if the person just happens to be a fan.]

C. (WILDCARD)

[And of course, Jae-Ha will be all over the place getting into everything, so I’m down for any scenarios anyone wants to set up! If you’d like to work something out like a personalized prompt, please hit me up via PM or

zeloser to work something out! I’ll be posting closed prompts in the comments!]

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[Jae-Ha clicks his tongue like he's annoyed, but not too annoyed, letting his arm drop away from Mephisto so he can lean forward over the table, instead. He might as well enjoy this pretty drink a little more.]

You'd leave me like that? You really are cruel.

Fufu, but would you have it any other way? You seemed to rather enjoy that side of me last time!

[u masochist]

Haha, that's completely different! What I like is the inflicted pain, especially from someone strong like you.

[For horrible reasons he doesn't think about, but that's fine.] If I harm myself, it's not pleasurable at all.

[Pls love urself, Jae-ha...]

My, it seems the two of us are quite the match.

[Aaand now's clearly the time for throwing subtly out the window. He leans in closer, reaching out his hand and gently running his fingertips under Jae-ha's chin. ven through his gloves, he should be able to feel the pointed ends of those nails of his.]

Now then... shall we take this somewhere more private? And then you can tell me all about just what sort of pleasurable things you'd enjoy from someone like me.

[Ah, this is happening, and there's not even a lagoon to blame it on. Just good old alcohol. Right now, he doesn't even care. He's trying not to think about earlier today.

Mephisto isn't a beautiful woman, but he's not too bad looking, all things said. His eyes sharpening with interest, he leans with that touch just enough to feel the nails a little bit more, humming in thought.]

It's hard to say no when you put it like that. Wherever we go, let's make it close. [Because Mephisto can't WALK, but also because he's thirsty, he admits it.]

[How Jae-ha expects Mephisto to bang him when he doesn't even have the motor skills to walk is anyone's guess. But okay, close, they can do that. This is the red light district, after all. There were plenty of pay by the hour hotels and the like for them to slip into.]

Fufu, so eager...

[He traces his fingers up, pressing harder into Jae-ha's skin until he reaches his lips -- and then pulls back entirely, shifting to climb down off his chair.]

[...]

[Mysteriously, he stands without any trouble, bowing slightly and offering a hand to Jae-ha.]

...shall we?

[He's kind of annoyed at Mephisto being this smooth just because he wants to be. It's see-through, but it's still nice, and Jae-Ha chuckles as he watches that hand. Ah... but how did he stand like that? He tilts, swaying just a little himself as he observes him, but he can't figure out the trick. Unfair.

Still, he takes that hand. He'll need it to stand up himself.]

Let's go.

[He's had a lot of practice. Thousands of years of it, really! But what's really helping him now is the healing Mipha did for his body. Without all those wounds to deal with, his body's ability to heal was able to make quick work of filtering out that alcohol, clearing his mind and setting his body right again!]

[...mostly. It was enough to have him standing up problem-free at least. But the moment he takes a step, he's gripping Jae-ha's hand tight and leeeaning all over him with a laugh.]

--haaah, still a little dizzy, it seems! Perhaps the cool night air might help to sober us up?

[This guy... Jae-Ha moves his free arm around Mephisto to keep him upright, laughing along with him as he does. God... it's so stupid, but it's this kind of stupidity that he wanted to distract himself from other things temporarily.]

You've taken this hard, haven't you? I don't know if cool night air will help that, but we're headed there anyway. [If Mephisto sobers up first it really will be unfair... But he's not processing that it's already pretty much happening. Dang.]

[When you're looking for something to distract you with a little bit of indulgence, what better place to go than by a demon's side? It was practically his specialty, even if it's been a long time since he's gone this route of seducing humans. Honestly, he kinda missed it.]

[They'll probably be quite the sight walking together, hanging onto each other for balance. But somehow, it seems as though Mephisto will be getting more steady as they go -- and by the time they're outside a somewhat shady-looking hotel, he'll really only be hanging on for the sake of closeness than for balance.]

Fufu, I hope you're not too worried about your reputation, being seen going into a place like this with a person like me?

You're far more worried about this than I ever am. What reputation do I have?

[He doesn't care right now, or even normally most of the time, unless he's being teased directly. He can walk mostly on his own if he tried, but things are still spinning a bit so he knows he's had too much. He knows better than to try jumping. Somewhere close is better.]

Everyone here is far too concerned with their own business to worry about ours. Are you stalling?

Oh no, you caught me! Fufu, but only a little...

[He stops and turns, reaching up a hand to tilt Jae-ha's face towards his own. He's clearly already got the guy pretty well seduced at this point, but that's not going to stop Mephisto from rubbing it in a little more.]

[Aaaand maybe see if he's can't get him to do something a little riskier first, taking a step forward to slowly usher him back closer to a nearby wall.]

But I simply can't help myself. Those eyes of your look even more beautiful under the moonlight. It would be a shame to return indoors so quickly.

[Ah, geez. He can tell when something is over the top like this, even while drunk, but that doesn't mean it stops flattering him. So maybe his face is a little pink even as he laughs and leans back against the wall, but pushes lightly at Mephisto's shoulder.]

Don't tell me you're the eager one now? We can't do anything out here, even in this district.

[That's Too Lewd. Which is tempting in itself... but no, he's not that drunk. Probably.]

Those lines don't sound anything like you. You'll pull me out of the moment. [He says, still clearly loving it. Shh.]

Oh? I don't recall seeing anything about PDA in this country's laws.

[He'll actually be pushed back a bit, still just a bit too drunk for him to trust using any of his usual super strength -- he doesn't wanna break the guy, after all.]

But are you so certain you even know what lines truly sound like me? For all you know, I could simply be playing a role right now. Even after what little to learned tonight, there's still so much you don't know about me. Why-- you don't even know my real name.

[And he leans in, his face close enough so that Jae-ha might feel his breath against his lips.]

But perhaps, if you let me have a little fun with you out here, I might just tell you.

[They never did say the game from before was over, did they?]

[This guy... He doesn't know why this is as fun as it is, but he assumes it's Mephisto's strength that's doing it for him. Strength and sadism, that is. But.]

What good would your real name do me? [Still, a "little" fun isn't everything... so he could probably do that. He strips in public from the waist up already... Is he this shameless? Maybe.]

Oh, many things... don't you think there's a reason I've kept it hidden?

[He pushes back again, getting Jae-ha up against the wall and seeking out one of his hands, grabbing onto his wrist and holding it down. This sort of game was what really got him excited -- pushing the boundaries of what was acceptable, dragging his partner down until they've given in to their hidden desires. If Jae-ha were truly against the idea, surely he wouldn't be letting him get this close.]

[He leans in closer, tilting his head to the side to speak closely to Jae-ha's ear, his voice soft but his tone, heavy.]

Or perhaps I simply wanted an excuse to tell you, so you might scream it for me tonight.

[ It is true that if Jae-Ha didn’t want to be in this position, he wouldn’t be. He’s not so drunk that he’s unable to use his leg’s strength, and he’s not so far gone that he’s doing anything he wouldn’t normally. Honestly, he’s just into things like this. Really into it.

He finds himself holding his breath for a moment, fingers of his pinned hand curling into his palm. He’s smirking, eyes following Mephisto even as he leans so close. ]

You think you can make me do that? Let’s see if you can. Tell me it, and you can keep me out here for a little.

[They really were a pretty good match in that regard. Though considering what Jae-ha is about to learn, that may not exactly be the best thing--]

Then it's a deal.

[He grins, stepping forward with one leg to push apart both of Jae-ha's, now seeking out his other hand to pin down. Mephisto isn't making any move to grind against him, but he's certainly giving Jae-ha the option as his breath tickles against his neck.]

Ah, but before I tell you, there's a bit more you should know. Though I may have introduced myself as a demon, that is simply a word given to my kind by humans. [He leans in, drawing his lips along the soft skin of Jae-ha's neck, just gently grazing him with his teeth.] But I've been called many other things in the past. The trickster god, the archangel of death, the king of time and space...

[Ever the showman, he's not going to just whisper his name into Jae-ha's ear and be done with it. No, if he's going to tell someone his true name, he wants to be sure they understand the true weight behind it.]

[What he's really understanding is that Mephisto is extra. He can get behind that, really. Still, with that leg between his own, it would be too easy to start desperately moving against him— but he doesn't want to look that desperate. It's not like in the lagoon where he's craving closer contact. It's just normal cravings that he's used to keeping in check. He can make Mephisto work a little for it. That's the fun part.]

It's no wonder you have an ego. [That's his light response, even if quietly he's thinking to himself to always pay attention. He still doesn't trust Mephisto near Yona completely, even if things have gone fine so far. He knows Yona is charming, but there are still dangerous people... and a demon, trickster god, or archangel of death are probably all on that list.

He tilts his head back against the wall enough to welcome Mephisto's mouth to it more.] And so, what are you really?

[He considers attacking that exposed neck, but instead, he pulls Jae-ha's arms up from where he'd had them against the wall and pins them over his head, using the shift in position as an excuse to look him in the eyes. Up this close, with a nearby streetlight shining over them, it's easier to see that his own are almost catlike when seen up close, unnaturally bright green and practically shining.]

A god, of course.

[He answers without missing a beat, choosing that moment to press his thigh up and rub between Jae-ha's legs, grinning away with those sharp teeth of his.]

Ah, but all titles aside... my true name is Samael.

[And before Jae-ha has a chance to reply, he's ducking his head down and lavishing his neck with rough nips and kisses, sucking and biting at the skin with the full intent of marking him up again like before.]

[His eyes are probably the nicest thing about him, visually. Droopy eye club... But ah, that thigh makes it really distracting, but he still catches it. Still, before he can even respond, his neck is receiving too much attention all at once. He breathes out a shudder, hands reflexively tugging weakly against the pin.]

Samael... [He finally manages to say it in a low, breathy voice, tailed with a laugh.] It's a much better name. Is there reason to hide it?

[It's been a long time since he's heard his true name murmured in such soft, hushed tones. It's enough to send a shiver down his spine, suddenly grateful he decided to take a chance on Jae-ha like this -- putting just enough trust in the man as necessary to reveal all of this to him.]

Mmm... now what would you do for me to answer that?

[This is all just part of the game for him, as far as he's concerned. Even if he's not really digging for answers anymore so much as leading Jae-ha in the direction he wants him to go.]

Would you moan for me? Loud enough for everyone on the street to know exactly how much you're enjoying my lips against your skin?

[The street's not exactly crowded, but it's not entirely empty either. And though most people aren't paying them any mind, they are getting the occasional glance or stare.]

[This public shaming is... fantastic? He kind of hates himself for being so into it, but that's entirely the point. His eyes slide to the side, catching one of the people glancing who quickly look away, and he's already ashamed. But he could do it...

That would be too easy.]

I'd prefer to make you work hard for each of those, so I'm not so sure about that. [He says that, but there's excitement shaking his voice just slightly. He's so into this.] Unless it would work if you can get me to do that on your own?

Do you really think I'd want to hear you fake it? I'm only asking that you don't hold back.

[And on that note, there's entirely too much talking going on. And so he dips down again, sinking those teeth into the crook of Jae-ha's neck -- harder, and sure to leave a nasty bruise once he's done. But all the while, his hands draw down Jae-ha's arms, nails scratching downward over the fabric of his sleeves, and tearing clean through those gloves of his.

[Of course, moving his hands down like this will leave Jae-ha free to move his own arms down as well -- but if he does, Mephisto will reach back for them and roughly shift them over his head again, pressing on his wrists insistently like a silent order for them to stay.]

[Okay, fair. Jae-Ha doesn't even have time to retort, a small noise of surprise leaving him when Mephisto bites as hard as he does. He's going to end up bleeding like this... and maybe that isn't so bad, so long as it isn't out of control.

Without thinking, his hands move, wanting to reach back, to do something, so of course they're pressed back against the wall again and that's a whole thing to be excited about again. He tries to remember to keep them up, this time, finally giving in enough to let his own hips rock towards him, searching for friction.]

Just don't... damage my clothes. [They're from home. He hasn't had money to go shopping yet, and he'd like to keep these in tact. So if Mephisto is ruining his own gloves, he figures he should at least mention that. It's still not a moan, because he's stubborn and really wanting to let his pride win it out, but he's closer than he seems to giving in to that.]

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Oh I guess 18+ from here for their weird kinks

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