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[ Somewhere around town-- at the bookstore, the Tomoe-Kaname Bakery, attached to posts and notice boards --you find a small white notecard. On it is printed a little message and some numbers in ornate lettering. If you look closely, it reads the following: ]

Rohan Kishibe, Mangaka & Visual Artist
Owner Pro Tempore of Ebony Threads Tailor Shop
Highly Experienced.
Commissions & Advertising For Hire
Pay Negotiable.
Contact At: 512.66.730.91 for inquiries
Castle Lüvchaque - Directly North of Bavan per appointment ONLY.

(( feel free to use this as an action-based prompt too. any random interactions will MOST LIKELY take place in the form of walk-ins at the tailor shop unless it's pre-planned. just drop a starter in here! ))

Comments

[starmark]

Mmmn. Nnnwait.

[He hooks one arm free, half-blindly reaching up and seeking by touch until he finds the back of Rohan's neck; with light pressure, he moves him back down within reach and steals a kiss of his own — equally light and fluttering, but at the very least a proper one, pressed faintly against the mouth.

Then and only then does he relent, shifting around just enough to get comfortable before letting himself go lax, with a full stomach and a blank mind and the security of knowing that he's not alone wrapped all around him in thick sleek coils.]

'Night.

[manuscripture]

[ Boy, does he feel like he earned this. A kiss on the mouth he tried for days ago but didn't get until now after they both went through an Event. Thank God. He does no gloating and reciprocates with the faintest of leans.

They tried for it earlier and it had been too soon. This worked. This made him relax and after a little while shut his eyes. His new bed was nice but this was much, much better. Per usual, Rohan's chin finds one of the gargoyle's shoulder, settling there and puffing cool air against his neck for the rest of the night.

... They could scrape the rest of the blood off in the morning. ]