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Characters: trolls, trolls, trolls!
Location: up on the island
Time: dusk
Style: mingle! post a thread and play amongst yourselves!
Status: ~~inevitably murdering my inbox and making me cry~~

[ Twilight fades into the darkness of evening, and a whole gaggle of trolls are up on the island to camp out for one very big reason.

One big, angry, honking reason.

But general terror of the Grand Highblood aside, they're still fairly functional in-so-much as trolls ever are. And that's where the shenanigans come in. ]

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... [Eyes slim, hand covering his mouth tight.]

' be different if I wa-was there.

You'd simply resort to underhanded methods if you were here.

[Like last time. Kissing him to shut him up. Goodness. Not that he is. necessarily complaining.]

Methods that I see being completely fair! [Dude, don't talk about kissing like you didn't like it.]

And, uh, pretty sure you and I'd both be fine with that, uh, if that, w-was happening right now.

Oh?

I'm not so sure. [A pause, and it's obvious he's a bit more hesitant when this isn't over text. Nipping his lower lip, the tilt of his head is the only sign that he's looking away briefly.] I... may have to be persuaded on that matter.

[Definitely a quiet, slightly hesitant tone now, wanting to do right.]

...Oh?

[His expression changes completely once he realizes what's happening here, tilting his head down a little and starting to slowly smile.]

Perhaps I'll have to start persuading you then?

[Summoner might just hear the slight catch to Darkleer's breath at that. Reaching up, Darkleer runs his hand through his hair.]

Perhaps you might have to, yes. I... do not suppose you have any ideas on how to... start this endeavor?

[And there it is, his metaphorical gunshot telling him to start. Summoner's eyes watched those fingers curl through long strands of hair and his smile widens, eyes flickering back to stare into Darkleer's shades.]

Are you trying to imply that I don't know how to start dirty talking? Is that a thing you are currently saying to me?

[Ah. Mm. Darkleer's ears begin to twitch, the tips already flushing blue.]

I certainly did not say a thing. The only thing I implied was an inquiry if you knew how to... persuade me.

Ahh, persuade you to do what, exactly? What is my current goal?

I'm afraid you weren't quite clear on that.

[He very nearly trips over his own tongue, nearly says 'sir' at the end of that. No, too far, at least right now.]

You simply said that we'd both appreciate certain... underhanded methods of yours.

[He caught that little hitch, but he wasn't sure what the hitch actually was, so... he won't comment on it. Instead he just leans forward and smiles, staring with a hand supporting his chin.]

Oh well then I remember, I was going to prove that you'd be fine with my methods. Unfortunately I'm not there to get you worked up by hand so uh, pretty sure I'll have to resort to words.

But then again, we both know I've never had a problem in that department either, uh, heh, once I get going.

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Oh, indeed.

[His heart is fluttering in his chest and Darkleer nearly wonders... Hmm, something for another time.]

You do have quite an abundance of and affection for vast quantities of words.

I do! [Smiles, running a hand up and through his hair.]

I think I'll stick to some of the, uh, nicer ones right now. I mean, I have to let you know how much I like ya, right?

In general, yeah, but uh, in this particular situation? I'm going to focus on a particular kind of 'like'.

Oh.

[For some reason that, right now, he won't look too deeply into, Darkleer feels a bit surprised to hear it put into words like that, and, subtly, he leans towards the camera.]

Then by all means, go on.

By which I mean sexually. How much and why. I mean really, how could I not find that body attractive in a carnal sense. You're made to take it.

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[Another little breath, a quiet noise. His ears are twitching.]

Considering it all, most would say quite the opposite, you know.

[An unsaid request to say more. Please. Thank you.]

You don't necessarily need the strength to dish it out. But to properly take it and be able to handle it is another story, I would think. Either way you're definitely not rigged up in a way I disapprove of.

[His lips part, teeth snagging the bottom one for a moment.]

I've got nothing against strength and you pull it off in an extremely sexy way.

[His ears are twitching and his face is flushed and Darkleer finds himself extremely shy all of a sudden. He raises his hand up to his mouth, not quite sure what to do with his own expression.]

Well, I am certainly glad I please, then.

Could certainly please me a lot more, honestly. But just looking at you does that, uh, on it's own, is what I mean to say.

[Cocks his head to the side with a smile, eyes slowly moving over Darkleer's chest and arms.]

[Hearing that makes Darkleer's shoulders give a small jerk, almost like he could laugh, but he doesn't, just keeps his fingers over his lips and the faintest signs of a smile over them.]

Well, you are a greedy scoundrel, of that I have no doubt, so it is utterly unsurprising that you would want a lot more.

Uh, that is kind of mean of you to say, I am in no way greedy. You act like I won't give you anything in return? [Smirks, leaning on a hand, his other hand running a nail over the surface of the tabletop infront of him.]

Well...

[His hand finally slides down, revealing that tentative but eager little smirk he has on his face.]

The problem is that I am unfortunately a bit greedy myself... Are you sure you could satisfy someone like that...?

[Oh.]

Please let me try.

I certainly gave you an invitation to do so, if you're so confident, Lysunder.

[Saying that name makes a kind of electric shock go up his spine, pleasant and enough to wake.]

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