forum Anyone up for romance?

Started May 17, 2019 by @Toxic_Persephone group

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Marcus was soon dreaming of happy things for the first time in a long while. Usually he stayed up late, his addiction kicking in and howling to be fed.

(Skip??)

Firiko allowed himself to slip into a deep sleep for the first time in a long while, used to curling up in tight and uncomfortable places for safety as he dozed, never truly allowing himself to sleep.
(Yeah)

(Alrighty! Sorry for the wait, I had to run to the store)

Marcus was already up and awake in the early hours of the morning. He had to slip outside for a drink of water when his nicotine withdrawals became too much to handle. He had taken pain meds and settled back into the bed with Firiko, holding him close while his head throbbed. He needed nicotine badly but he wouldn’t let himself have any.

He distracted himself by staring at his new soulmate, blinking slowly and wondering what kind of life he had lived.

(No worries! Thanks for coming back!)
Firiko slept quietly, though he was close to waking anyway. Fjnally he yawned, stirring sleepily as he slowly recounted yesterday's events before letting himself react to anything. Fjnally he turned to look up at his soulmate with a mixture of wonder and curiosity. Wondering how he had gone from lone rogue, to injured soulmate.

(Np np! I like this rp)

Marcus blinked, surprised to see his other half awake. “Good morning… how are you?” He asked in a hoarse, sleepy voice. He didn’t feel to well himself, his depressive thoughts raging in his head along with the massive withdrawal headache.

(Me too, gives me a chance to explore a severely underused character)
Firiko smiled, "I'm okay… a bit sore though…" he said, twisting onto his back to try and give his wing some relief. "What about you?" He asked softly, his own voice a bit softer from sleep.

(Ahaha Nice)

Marcus paused for a moment. “I’m alright.” He lied. “Got up to get a drink in the middle of the night but that’s about it.”

"You sure?" Asked Firiko, watching the other's eyes carefully. He didn't want to pry, but he did want to get to know his soulmate.

He nodded half-heartedly. “Just a little bit of a headache.”

Firiko frowned slightly at that, but nodded. He waited a few more moments, before finally moving to sit up. He was halfway there when he stopped, letting out a hiss of pain.

Marcus immediately pushed him back down, shaking his head. “Don’t get up. I’ll help you sit up but I don’t want you standing. Stay here.”

Firiko huffed, but didn't resist too much, realizing that he was in no position to do so. "I'm fine okay? Just stiff…" he said softly, in an attempt to salvage his self pride.

“You’re hurt. Don’t be prideful. It’s ok to be weak.” He told the other sternly, sitting up and prepping a few pillows for the other to lean against. He slowly helped Firiko sit up, resting his back against the pillows. “There.”

Firiko huffed a little at the other's words, "I know… but I still have a sense of dignity…" he said softly, his wings sprawling out to either side of him in an attempt at a comfortable position.

“I know you do.” He said with a soft laugh, kissing his cheek. “Are you comfortable?” He asked softly, worrying over his wing.

"Yeah… this is fine…" he said, looking over at the other. To be quite honest his wings were already starting to get stiff from lack of use after more useage than normal. But there wasn't much he could do about that except let his shoulders ache.

Here, let’s check on your side, I’ll Help you untie the shirt in the back.” He said softly, gently pressing a hand against his back.

Firiko sighed, moving so the other could reach behind him, wincing slightly as he moved, hoping he hadn't gotten an infection or something.

Marcus sighed softly, untying the shirt and carefully slipping it off of Firiko. He set it to the side, knowing he could wash it again for the other to use. He carefully pulled the bandages off, biting his lip. “We’ll clean it again. Just in case, Alright?”

Firiko nodded, biting his lip lightly, knowing full well that this would hurt. "Yeah… may as well get this over with…" he said softly.

Despite the situation, Marcus couldn’t help it as his eyes went dark at the sight of Firiko biting his lip. It was attractive as hell. “Are you ready?” He asked softly, grabbing the first aid kit from the bathroom and calling to his lover.

Firiko nodded, steeling himself for the process of cleaning the wound. He knew the wound itself wasn't deep, but it was still serious enough that it could easily prove life threatening if not properly treated.

Marcus was determined to treat it correctly, knowing fully he could hurt his soulmate if he didn’t. He gently poured some peroxide on a towel and pressed it to the wound.