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[faeshim]

Not a dilemma...no, just a curiosity. I've been horny for two days now. In the past, I have always returned to normal within hours. But...these things last longer here, don't they?

And I know that some of you are in similar states right now, I've seen it with my own eyes. How well do you deal with it, if you were never horny before?

And what do you do when you keep poking holes through your own clothing? I don't know how to sew...

[the thing is...he's actually talking about the baby antlers on his head, making him "horny" for all to see. but. ah well.]

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[faeshim]

Only when I needed to be its guardian...or yours.

[he looks a little bashful as he adds that last part. it feels strange to be explaining things that bae should already know, things that had been a part of his life too for a long time.]

Then I had antlers, and a body that was twelve feet tall, and nothing dared cross my boundaries.

[he sits up a little taller, proud.]

You would smile at me and tell me that calm myself, that it was only a lone wolf, or some lost hikers. You would climb up my limbs and place a wreath of flowers on my antlers - I was so horny back then.

[narcolepsy]

Oh...

[ it kind of warms baein from the inside, and he can't help his smile growing a little. he's so fond, it's not a daeshim he's gotten to know entirely yet, but he's so... daeshim. and he's still a guardian.

and baein is awed. his eyes are wide and inquisitive as he watches daeshim through the small screen. ]

It does sound like a sight to behold. I'd like to see it one day.

[ ... and then he can't stop the faint laughter, the faint flush across his cheeks, because it just sounds so... so... ]

Daeshim. That word... it means something else than just horns.

[faeshim]

Would you?

[it always amazes him, that. but then he's a little worried. that form was so tied to the ruinwood, would he be able to show him in nippon?

fortunately(?) he has a distraction.]

Another meaning? But what is more appropriate than being horny when you have horns.

[narcolepsy]

Mhm, I'd love to.

[ baein scratches the back of his neck with a small smile. he's only very faintly pink. ]

Isn't that also the word people use when they're... ah, aroused?

[faeshim]

Oh. I think it might be...

[a hint of a smile crosses his lips.]

Sometimes I feel that way too. Maybe.

[narcolepsy]

... ah.

Well, supposedly, that's normal... right? For anyone.

[ of course, for baein too, but that's neither here nor there. ]

[faeshim]

It's normal. Especially if you like someone enough.

[that's how it is for dae, anyway.]

Can I ask you a question?

[for once, his curiosity seems to need permission.]

[narcolepsy]

Ah... yes.

[ baein does know this, if only faintly. denying himself has been high on his agenda a lot of times. ]

Yes, sure. Anything.

[faeshim]

Do you also get aroused? What I mean is, have you since you were turned?

[you said 'anything'.]

[narcolepsy]

[ he goes pinker with the little blood left in him, eyes widening. ]

I... I don't know... I haven't, no.

[faeshim]

Oh.

[he doesn't sound pleased or disappointed. it was only a question, and now he has an answer.]

It doesn't matter if you don't, or if you can't.

[narcolepsy]

[ he seems to relax slightly, though his flush is ever present... ]

Yes, I... I know.

[ he hopes so. the prince ducks his head, rubbing at the back of it awkwardly. ]

It's okay, I don't think it'll come up...? Or... ah, why are you asking?

[faeshim]

[rarely does a question catch daeshim off course. normally it's others being confused by him. the fae blinks a few times, and his lips part long before a word comes out of them.

because he cannot lie.]

The Bae that I knew and I, we were lovers. And if our bond grows as deep, and you cannot-

As I said, it doesn't matter.

[narcolepsy]

[ baein opens and closes his mouth, his heart giving one single violent jerk in his chest before it goes back to it's silent husk, and he swallows hard. when he replies, his voice catches, and he can't help but feel almost a little jealous because the amount of time he's pined and longed for daeshim and jasper without any luck, and now being what he is...

to hear daeshim confirm that they're connected like that in his world, baein wonders if it'll ever happen in his own. if... if he ever gets to go back. that thought itself lodges itself like a sharp pain in his chest and his breath hitches. ]

It... I...

[ even if the fae says it doesn't matter, he's still bringing it up, so it should. and maybe baein just can't. he doesn't know. but he's not the right baein. ]

I'm sorry. I don't know.