monstertea | [TAZ] i know i like to draw that line when it starts to get too real

[TAZ] i know i like to draw that line when it starts to get too real

The problem isn't that the kid is too young to walk himself home, it was the neighborhood. Taako doesn't live in the slums, but his neighborhood isn't really a place for kids to wander around alone, either. Especially a boy detective who does't know how to keep his nose out of other people's business. That's why he's stuck with the kid in the first place, or so he reminds himself when his brain starts to think too fondly of him.

He walks at a languid pace next to Angus, knowing but not acknowledging that he's in no hurry to go home. "You keep working on that mage hand," he says as they walk through a neighborhood much nicer than Taako's. "Just don't go trying anything fancy on your own, little dude." It's a historic area where buildings have been converted into homes and quickly filled by the hoity-toity type of people who like white picket fences and employ other people to take care of their homes. It's easily the nicest foster home Angus has been in yet. So Taako could have dropped him off at the corner, it isn't a neighborhood that sees trouble. He tries to avoid run-ins with Angus's family, but he always has an excuse to see him to his door. At least with this neighborhood he has the easy excuse that it's just interesting to look at the houses, to answer Angus about what each building used to be. Yeah, he knows shit, too. He's just trying to remind the kid that he isn't smarter than him, he's not trying to impress him.

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Kravitz looks surprised, but then just quietly happy, like he's thrilled to have gotten another tidbit of information about Taako. "Your wand is really interesting," he says, leaning a bit closer to see better in the dim light of the room. At least he knows better than to touch. "It's gorgeous." It's gold and intricate, definitely not something a novice wizard would be carrying around with them. "What school do you focus in?"

Kravitz can also think of a few fun ways Taako could distract him, and while they're mostly innocent thoughts (cooking, holding hands, and if he's allowed to be racy, kissing), it's still enough to make his ears go pink. "I think he could still win a lawsuit since it's my fault he ended up in that situation to begin with."

"Isn't it a beauty?" He bites his lip when Kravitz leans in, glad for the wand in his hands to keep him from getting touchy. He holds his wand up for Kravitz to get a better look at it, but not enough to dissuade him from where he's moved closer. "Transmutation is the name of my game, my man."

He's really biting his lip when he notices the flush of Kravitz's ears. He doesn't even bother trying to filter himself as he says, "Depending on how I've distracted you, I think he might find out and forget about all that nasty body drawer business in favor of being the busybody he is."

"It really is, it's very unique," Kravitz says, smiling a little. "It suits you." Not just because it's unique, but because it's elegant and beautiful, both of which are words he would use to describe the elf standing in front of him. Admitting that would be a little too candid, though, so he doesn't. "Oh, that's impressive. It's not an easy area to work in, from my understanding."

Now it's not just his ears that are red, but his cheeks as well, but somehow Kravitz doesn't immediately straighten up and back up. "Well, even if he didn't....depending on how you distracted me, it would be worth the lawsuit," he says, voice hushed and a little shy.

"Not always the easiest, but easily the most interesting," he says, more than a little distracted at this point. Kravitz is only his usual type in being quite literally tall, dark, and handsome. Usually, Taako goes for people a bit more bold like himself, someone who can keep up with him. Maybe he needs to try something different, because that hushed tone and hesitancy is working for him.

He tilts his head as he looks up at Kravitz, smile sweet as sugar and voice a soft promise of illicit suggestion. "Oh, I could make it well worth a lawsuit."

Kravitz is having more than a little trouble focusing on the subject at hand (which is magic, he thinks?), especially when Taako is flirting with him like that, giving him this absolutely heart-stopping smile and speaking words that practically drip seduction. It's a little much for him all to drink in, but it's definitely worth it since it's directed at him. "I have little doubt of that," he says, biting his lip and steeling himself. "But I....feel as if I should take you to dinner first."

Taako's smile widens and he manages not to fumble his wand in his excitement. He thought he was gonna have to do all the work here, so his heart does leap at Kravitz's words. And thank god that he wasn't misreading the man, either. "Whatever you wanna do, my man," he says in the same tone of voice. "Dinner, coffee, whatever you feel's right. I'm up for any and all activities with you."

The relief Kravitz feels at not being immediately shot down, told he's being too forward or that he misunderstood things, is almost palpable. Honestly, it's almost enough to make him a little weak at the knees, especially when Taako's smile only widens at his invitation. "What about dessert?" he asks. "There's a little restaurant I frequent that does amazing chocolate fondue that's good with coffee."

"Oh, fondue!" Taako's tone lightens up, breaking the mood he was trying to build. He's forgotten already that he was angling for some physical action, even if it meant making out against some body drawers. "I love some good chocolate fondue, hell yeah." He shoves his wand back into the space he's magicked into his pocket, bumping Kravitz a bit because wow, really, when did they get this close without him taking full advantage of it?

Honestly, the thought may have crossed Kravitz's mind, but he's definitely not the kind of guy to push a hot elf he's only met twice now against the body drawers and get sloppy. (But he definitely would say yes if said elf were the one to push him against the body drawers to make out.) "I'd be happy to treat you, then," he says with a genuine smile, although his expression gets a bit flustered when Taako draws his attention (inadvertently) to how close they are. But...the other doesn't say anything about it, or back up or push him away, so he'd like to think that it means that their closeness is welcome.

Kravitz seems so easily flustered, he wonders what would happen if he did just shove him up against the body drawers to make out. As much as the thought has his cheeks warm, blood running hot, Taako doesn't want to push him too much. "Ooh, Krav." He presses a hand against Kravitz's chest, batting his eyelashes at him. "Your treat, on the first date? I must have really made an impression on you."

Kravitz feels his heart stutter when Taako puts his hand on his chest, batting his eyelashes at him in a way that's both comical and incredibly endearing and attractive. "You have," he admits honestly, unconsciously leaning in a little closer as he speaks, as if the hand that's touching him is drawing him inexorably nearer to it's owner. "I've never met anyone like you, Taako. I'm quite enchanted."

"And I didn't even have to use a charm person spell," he laughs, but a blush has crept across his face at Kravitz's words, at the way he leans in. He's doing a good job of seducing without realizing it. "One of a kind, that's the Taako guarantee." He hesitates–he hesitates–before sliding his hand up to Kravitz's shoulder, his other hand following suit. "I gotta say, it's been a while since anyone's had my attention like you do."

Kravitz looks positively side-swept by this information, his eyes going a little wide, his cheeks a little pink. "I....." He smiles, self conscious and so pleased. "Really?" It's not as if he's unaware of how gifted he is in the looks department, it's just that he's a weird loner who articulated a skeleton found in the body drawers of his morgue house. He's weird, and he knows he's weird, and he'd kind of figured that whatever allure he might have had initially is well and truly dead at this point. "This isn't enough to scare you off?" he asks, kind of distractedly gesturing at the room they're in, but being careful to make the movement small so Taako's hands aren't dislodged from his shoulders. The contact feels lovely.

Taako is dazzled by how everything he says and does effects Kravitz, how the man doesn't try to hide his reactions at all. It's refreshing and, well, enchanting. And maybbe he's a little into the weirdness of the guy; he can hardly make a claim to normalcy himself. "Puh-lease," he says, rolling his eyes and leaning into Kravitz. "It might be creepy if you, like, tried to be all secretive about it or something, but I don't think you could pull that off if you tried. Some lich you'd make."

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Kravitz can't help but laugh, reaching up to brush an errant strand of hair behind one of Taako's pointed ears. "It's hard, I know there are some thing that aren't exactly good for conversations in polite company, but my sister and I literally grew up in a mortuary, playing tag in the cemetery, putting flowers on all the graves that looked lonely. It was never weird to us, until people started telling us it was weird." And even then, it hadn't changed them much; they were homeschooled for elementary school, so by the time he started sixth grade, Kravitz and Istus both had embraced that side of them a little to vehemently to change it due to peer pressure. "So I'm glad, that it doesn't disgust you, or weird you out."

"Oh, it's pretty weird, don't get me wrong," Taako says, grinning. He only just manages not to shudder at the light touch at his ear. His ears are sensitive and as it is it has been a while since he's been with anyone. He's a little touch-starved, though he wouldn't say it. "But, uh, have you met me? Polite company?" He snickers. "You're not grossing me out unless next you're gonna tell me you explored your sexuality with corpses or something."

"Oh, good god no," Kravitz says, looking like he'd just eaten a lemon. Or several lemons. Like, a whole basket of lemons. "I'm guessing you've never seen a corpse before, there isn't anything even -slightly- attractive about them." Yes, he realizes that Taako is kidding, but lord that's a disgusting thought. He distracts himself with lightly brushing his fingers over Taako's ear, rather enjoying the way the elf shuddered at the brief, accidental contact when he was fixing his hair.

"Can't say I've had as much experience with corpses as you." Taako's eyes flutter closed at the touch. Why wasn't he all over Kravitz again? Something about body drawers or a date or something? Right, Kravitz was being all gentlemanly with wanting to take him out first. "Sure you don't wanna make that coffee a, uh, breakfast date?" he asks, slipping his hands under soft hair to lightly stroke the back of Kravitz's neck.

Oh, that's certainly nice, and the stroke of Taako's hand over the back of his neck sends a very telling shiver down his spine, one that the elf can probably feel considering how close they are. It sounds like the other is rather eager, and he has to admit that he feels the same way. "I could be persuaded to make it a "dinner is just in a few hours" date," he says, voice low and intimate.

"Hell yeah," Taako murmurs. Consent given, he throws all pretense of being coy to the wind, wasting no time. In the blink of an eye he's pushing Kravitz back against the wall, pressing their bodies together. He's half on tip-toe, half pulling Kravitz down to meet him for a kiss that's as hot and heavy as it is needy.

Kravitz is thrilled that Taako accepts his offer so readily, and then is completely fucking surprised when he's immediately pressed against the wall they're standing next to. Sure, he'd been entertaining the fantasy of exactly that happening, but it's still not something he's exactly prepared for, which leaves him unfortunately unable to kiss back for a precious few seconds. But Taako takes advantage of that and manhandles him down to make up for their height difference, and he's warm and soft and smells so very, very nice. His arms wrap around Taako's waist, and he kisses back enthusiastically as soon as he's able, every bit as hot and needy.

He gives a soft noise of approval at the arms around his waist. Though Kravitz is solid in every way that Taako is soft, he's so pliant under Taako's guidance. He'd have no argument for Kravitz pushing back, but this is an area he's happy to take the lead in. He tangles his fingers in soft hair at the nape of his neck, slipping his other hand under his collar to find smooth skin to explore. He wants to savor the moment as much as he want to rush for more.

All things considered, when it comes to this sort of thing, Kravitz does tend towards the passive; it's not as if he isn't giving back as good as he gets, but he wouldn't be giving back if he wasn't getting if you get the drift. Above everything else, he wants his partner to be comfortable, and currently, Taako seems more than comfortable to take the lead, kissing him thoroughly as playing with the loose hairs that have started working their way free of his ponytail, adventuring beneath the collar his shirt to further explore his neck. It all makes him feel a little lightheaded, but in the absolute best way possible, and it encourages him to kiss back harder, to incorporate his tongue into it, to tug Taako just that little bit closer using the arms around his waist.

Taako happily allows himself to be tugged closer, the cool room feeling hotter with their shared body warmth. He parts his lips for Kravitz's tongue, rewarding him with a soft moan. His mouth is warm and sweet and for all the things Taako wants to do with him, he could easily get lost in kissing him. Kravitz gives as well as he gets, though, and it leaves him wondering what else he an give well.

Eventually, because he is in fact not a lich, Kravitz has to draw back to get some air in his lungs, and he's looking a little frazzled, a little ruffled, but also definitely pleased. "Well," he says, clearly at a loss for what to do now that he's had the breath kissed out of him by such an amazing elf. "I'll admit, this isn't what I was imagining would happen when I decided to hire a landscaper, but I can't say that I'm complaining."

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