IC inbox

[knifemonopoly]

WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, PLAYER1. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 10.11.0.0.01 *** PLAYER1 has joined 10.11.0.0.01 <PLAYER1> If you're looking for someone you knew as Yugi before June, you've found him! It's Atem, leave a message.

Main handle: < Player1 > Anon: < turtleluck >, < actuallydied >, < burner >

Comments

[softspokenlandlord]

Good. Because this is about the nicest birthday I've had ssssince...hm. Since before the whole Ring thing. I wouldn't want to be thoroughly pleased about it while you weren't!

[And he is thoroughly pleased. Seriously, before Ryslig he lived alone in his apartment and mostly kept to himself. Even with friends, he didn't like to draw too much attention to himself. But here, he had someone who had thought it through enough to buy him wine, watch scary movies with him, buy him sweets...

It's just!

So nice!

Nice enough that now that they're facing each other, Ryou leans in for a greedy little kiss that's all wine-flavored with sugar from the macarons as well. He's buzzed, but the relaxed state is counteracted by all the sugary things he's eaten in between.]

[knifemonopoly]

[...oh, Ryou...Ryou actually tastes really nice.

Atem didn't expect that.

Maybe that's weird. Maybe, as a vampire, he's more attuned to that sort of thing than usual. Maybe he's just drunk! But Atem finds himself with dark purple bruise-blushes forming on his face, and fingers curling in Ryou's shirt, and he's returning the greedy little kiss with open enthusiasm.

The best birthday in that long? Really? This would be kind of sad, and Atem would be mad about it, if he weren't, you know, busy. Next year. Next year this won't be so last-minute. Even if the whole peninsula is falling apart, Atem will make sure Ryou has as many friends as possible around to spend the day with him.

First, though, kissing. When it breaks, Atem still has the little purple splotches high on his cheeks.]

...you're sweet...

[softspokenlandlord]

[Ryou takes the compliment at face value, not at all catching on that it could be meant literally. Instead, he's finding himself thoroughly charmed with the fact that Atem is blushing, which tends to be, in Ryou's opinion, a special thing. He's not always fresh off a feeding, after all, and sometimes the color's harder to see.

So, naturally...he presses a kiss to one cheek, then the other, smiling all the while.]

I think you're the sweet one. H-haha!

[He continues to pepper gentle kisses all over Atem's face--his forehead, the tip of his nose, his lips (briefly), and then along his jawline. He's not sure why he's so terribly fascinated with Atem's skin...he just is. He wants to kiss every bit of his face!

Someone...gets very lovey when he's drunk.]