Neo's gaze flicked up and met Rohan's stunned eyes, shoving his pastry into his mouth, chewing on it and swiping his hands together to scatter the crumbs off of his fingers, careful not to get any on his white suit.
"I sometimes forget. I'm sure you understand." His icy eyes met Rohan's evenly, his smirk still slapped right on his thin, pink lips. "I hope you enjoy the snacks," Neo cooed softly, stepping off away from the other, breaking their shoulder's connections. "They're a bit crumbly, though, so be careful with your formal wear. Wearing white was such a mistake, yeah?" He rose his eyebrows, grinning. He rose his hand to rub off a few crumbs from his cheeks and chin, making sure nothing remained, even licking his lips a little with Rohan's full attention on him.
That smirk was starting to annoy Rohan a little bit, seeing as he didnt seem in the least bit apologetic, but rather mocking him with his cocky attitude. This smug little bastard was tempting his nerves, knowing full well where this was going to end.
"You should have known white wasnt a good idea, either that or perhaps you could be more careful in the way you eat" Rohan growled slowly, not yet mad but somewhat annoyed, like an animal letting out warning sounds for a possible opponent to be weary and back off. Oh if only he could wipe that smug grin off his face, make him plead for mercy, to be able to read it in his eyes as he-
No.
Rohan raised the cup to his lips, taking a sip of the cool liquid as he glared at Neo through squinted eyelids. Not tonight.
That irritating smirk still remained on his lips, even after the warning Rohan was clearly giving him to back off. Neo was pretty confident the other king wasn't going to do anything… To hurt him. What Rohan would do was completely up in the air, and curiosity was tickling the back of Neo's brain.
"I don't wear white all that often. I was mostly upset about the rain and soaking me through. If not for you, then everyone would have been able to see everything." He batted his eyelashes a few times, clearly having fun with Rohan's emotions at this point. "I'm sure you wouldn't want that. It'd be pretty embarrassing for me too. So thanks for that." That was about the only thing that sounded sincere, despite his smirk still prominent on his face, as if daring Rohan to do something about it. Telling him yes tonight.
"And you honestly think i would have minded people staring at your body while soaked? At the very least you would have looked a little more humble up on that stage. I honestly wouldn't be surprised if you were to pull off some weird skit of yours while wet, we both know you like attention, especially on that godly body of yours" Rohan snarled quietly, keeping his voice as low as he could, not wanting to attract attention on to the both of them. He really should have left this annoying little rat freeze his ass off under his shield, damned be his weakened heart for aiding this demon of a man and not letting him make a fool of himself in front of an entire crowd.
"You assume too much about me, you could literally drown in a lake and i'd let that happen if i wanted to. You're just so pitiful looking when you're not at an advantage" Rohan continued, slightly baring his teeth at him like he was a wolf ready to bite
Neo bared his teeth and laughed in his face, as if Rohan had just told a really funny joke about economics. It was false and empty, and clearly just a poke at Rohan's ever aggravated side.
"Godly body of mine, Rohan? Are you even hearing yourself right now?" He kept laughing, his laugh actually getting more genuine as he thought about it. Rohan couldn't even insult him without making it clear that his bleeding heart still wasn't stitched up. "I wouldn't be surprised if you were the one to push me into that lake," Neo said after a few moments, his voice dropping to match Rohan's volume as he continued to grin and smirk. "I bet you liked that, looking at me like that. I'm honestly surprised you didn't let me freeze. You wouldn't have minded looking at my chest as I spoke either." He stepped closer so they were only a foot or so apart, not to intimidate, but as if to keep this conversation as quiet as possible. "You also always liked messing up my hair. I'm sure it was so satisfying to see me like that after years of not seeing each other whatsoever."
Rohan internally cursed himself at the slip up, the only emotion making it to his face being a corner of his lip twitching ever so slightly, like he was about to pull a grimace but was holding back.
"I actually would push you, just know that" he growled again, munching on a pastry he grabbed to calm himself. Neo's words annoyed him thoroughly, mostly because he was indeed partially right. Yes, he would have loved to see him all wet on that stage, that strong chest made more evident by the wet fabric, like it had been underneath that shield. But he would have definitely perished before he admitted it.
"Consider it a momentary weakness and nothing more" he commented, busying himself with some food. It had definitely been satisfying to see him with his hair all floofed up, it was always so soft looking
Neo's eyes gleamed with triumph as he watched the other step away from his intimidation, now giving Neo the upper hand to keep bothering him. "Why don't you then, Rohan? What's going to happen? We both know this is more than a kingly quarrel." He grabbed Rohan's unused arm in a daring move, pulling him to meet his eyes again. "We haven't dared talk to each other, yet why do you keep that little part of you that still cares about me? It's more than a 'momentary weakness' and neither of us are stupid enough to ignore it. I saw how you were looking at me. I'm one of the strongest Mind Readers alive right now. You can't hide anything from me." He dug his icy eyes into Rohan's reddish purple ones, forcing him to keep the contact and the conversation going, determined to push the other to his limit.
The reason he hadnt done it yet was that he would have definitely broken the table next to them, sending drinks and food everywhere and also get the attention of pretty much the entire hall.
"You're really pushing your luck here Neo, im warning you. Mind your words, or else that tongue of yours might cause you some big trouble" he warned one more time, closing his eyes to a mere squint, as if he was at a hair's length away from slapping him or something. God he would have loved to do that to him. "You're not innocent either, i can read it on your face you still miss me just as much, dont play saint"
Neo pulled him closer as the music behind them got louder. The party was really ramping up now as people enjoyed each other's company, cheering and laughing. "You clearly want this tongue to do more than mind my words," Neo said slowly, pulling Rohan even closer so his lips were brushing his ear. "I know everything. I know you miss me just as much as I miss you. I'm not trying to hide it like you, though. I'm not playing any kind of saint; I play everything but saint. You should know that." His whisper was still extremely audible over the loud music, and Neo himself had completely tuned out the rest of the party, completely focused on Rohan and his angry body. Neo knew for sure that Rohan was loving this on the inside, resisting the urge to play into those biting thoughts that had plagued his pretty head.
The noise of the party and the people's loud chattering vanished from Rohan's mind the second those words brushed against his ear along with Neo's warm breath. That's it, he couldnt take it anymore, this literal devil was taunting him mercilessly, coiling its tail as he did, burning his gaze with those icy blue eyes.
Next thing Neo knew, he was being slammed against the floor next to the refreshment table, with his hands pinned down against the hard cold stone and Rohan's body above him, breathing heavily.
"I said. Mind. Your. Words." he growled, his breath condensing in the air around him as he accentuated the words one by one, each with killer intent.
These two men were relatively the same size, which was a welcome change from everyone else. Their noses touched and their legs were tangled together as they laid on the floor, panting all over each other.
Neo's eyes had gone wide for a brief moment after being slammed down, but he accepted it as their lips brushed and Rohan threatened him. His smirk returned at the warning, pushing his nose up to push their lips together in a chaste tease. He had only melted for a moment in his shock, but his confidence returned as he let himself be pinned.
"I won't mind them if they're true, Rohan," Neo whispered back, running his fingers along the under of Rohan's hood, creeping along his shoulders and tracing where he could find.
Rohan nearly seemed to shake in an unexpected tremor as their lips brushed past each other momentarily, surprise replaced by anger once he saw the smirk come back. He couldnt take those hands running on his back, they made all his muscles tense under the teasing touches. Neo might have been all tall and strong like a male model should, but Rohan wanted to remind him that he wasnt the only one with muscle here, not when he had awakened such brute strength within the albino king.
"You're going to mind them later, i promise you" he sneered, before using his body strength to roll both himself and Neo underneath the nearby refreshment table, hiding behind its long cloth, with Rohan still on top, holding down Neo's arms with angry viciousness.
Neo couldn't help a soft gasp as he was moved, then tucked into the hiding spot under the table, glancing over at the cloth swaying back into place to hide them well enough. He couldn't help but feel that old admiration for his ex-lover, who was strong enough to move someone probably well over his weight class. That admiration didn't last long, for Rohan then used the strength to make sure Neo stayed down, who started breathing a little heavier in his shock.
"You don't have to be so rough with me, Rohan. I think I get the point. I think so, at least." His eyes glistened as he looked at the other, biting his lip as he clearly showed his enjoyment in the situation. "And promise me what? What is someone like you going to do?" His questions were mostly his weapons to keep annoying him; Neo was very aware of what Rohan could do.
Rohan kept breathing heavy on top of him as he spoke, either from being angry at Neo or something else, that he couldnt tell. Only clear thing was he was tightly clenching his fists against the other's wrists. The words tingled his ears, triggering so many types of thoughts in his head, thoughts he knew for sure Neo could read with his damned ability. But it didnt matter, he had him under his grip and wasnt about to let him escape too soon.
"You already had the chance to back off a while ago, and you disregarded it." he spoke, his voice at its lowest pitch. Without bothering to answer his other taunting questions, he pressed his lips hard over Neo's, presumably in an attempt to make him shut his cursed mouth from continuously spewing such shameless words. He just wanted to silence him, directly and brutally without actually causing him actual harm - for which Neo should have been thankful, in fact. Had he been anyone else, he'd have had his face ripped off
Neo wouldn't have picked any one else to bother, because no one was like his Rohan. As the king smashed their lips together in that all too familiar way of shutting him up, Neo shut his eyes and drank in everything Rohan was thinking about. Ah, how promiscuous and un-king like thoughts, that made Neo smile and squirm on the inside. Who else but Rohan could put on a quiet facade but hide such feelings for a fellow king? It would curl the hair of anyone on the outside of this table for sure.
Though neither of them were thinking about that as Neo kissed Rohan back, hungrily taking what he deserved. He had been hungry for food a few minutes ago, but nothing was better than what Rohan could offer and give. This kiss just wanted Neo to have more, to give Rohan more and let him indulge.
Caught in the heat of the moment, Rohan forsake everything else and focused solely on choking Neo in the aggressive kissing, his ears burning with the intent to make this insolent man plead. He didnt care anymore that all sorts of thoughts ran through his head, all in Neo's perfect clear view - yeah, he wanted to do all those things to him, so what? How was he going to stop him when pinned down to the ground like this, at his complete and utter mercy?
The man continued to kiss his ex lover furiously, bodies pressed against one another, with no intent of slowing down or giving him room to breathe. He invaded every space he could find, teeth clattering together, tongues dancing together in some sort of mad tango fueled by pure desire. Oh yes, this was once of the reasons he kind of liked Neo so much back then. As much as he annoyed him, he was also someone who took a weird kind of pleasure in being treated as such - and Rohan loved to see him beg after being a naughty little friend.
Neo decided he ultimately didn't want to breathe anymore. Desire and the feeling of Rohan on top of him, smothering him with his taste and smell was fine enough, ruffling their fine clothes and dirtying the white suit Neo wore. He fought back hard as well, letting his desire and that constant loneliness he had felt without Rohan shine through in this moment, telling him truly how much he wanted this in the end. It was so sweet to be in the head of this man again, to feel his weight and strength once more– something Neo ultimately thought they both deserved. He deserved to stick his tongue practically down the other's throat and taste the pastry he had just eaten, to feel their straight, fine teeth click together as if trying to break them and send each other to the orthopedic office. He was willing to sacrifice that again, and that's most likely what Neo missed most. The risk, the passion, and the strength behind each movement Rohan made towards him. They both knew what they liked, and Rohan played with Neo perfectly, like some sort of symphony. Now that Rohan had given that feeling, Neo wasn't going to let him run away in the long term again. There was no excuse.
The beautiful feeling was suddenly interrupted however, when Rohan's lips parted with his, remaining still above him, panting heavily from the intensity with which he had smothered the other. His eyes bore deeply into the other's face, taking in the sight of a disheveled and heated Neo before him like it was some sort of meal.
Not tonight.
In a second, he let go of his arms and climbed off him, getting out from under the table and leaving Neo all alone in there, while he patted himself down and arranged some of his ruffled clothing and messy hair. As much as he would have wanted to have Neo right then and there, he couldnt do it with all these people around and definitely not in a temple - at least that much decency he did have towards the entities ruling their world. Besides, it was most likely what his ex lover wanted him to do, so he wasnt going to give him that satisfaction of having what he wanted,
Neo panted as he was let go, his eyes popping open to look up at Rohan. His brain buzzed with those thoughts insulting him, but also those thoughts that told Neo that Rohan did have some semblance of interest…
The dishevelled, sweating Neo took a few more moments to recover, obviously more shaken by the encounter. As much as he wanted it, wow Rohan knew how to give, and Neo had forgotten that naively. He slowly sat up, running his fingers through his hair to straighten it back out from where it had been flattened to the ground. He straightened his jacket out and checked his legs and white back for stains, happy that the floor in the temple wasn't gross enough for that. He made sure to dry his lips off of the extra spit that had emassed on them, making sure that it wasn't obvious that he had just eaten the lips off of someone.
(A note for my stalker friends: this rp, like I said in the title, is 15+ recommended. This rp won't be ALL sexual ofc but Kin and I agreed that it was the best way to build tension and overall start us off and establish their relationship, as well as help with lore. This scene (and other make outs or something) will probably be the most promiscuous we get publicly, but this rp will also imply marital abuse as well as death so do please keep that in mind. I will spoiler anything I think is too bad, but with a plot like this I felt it was appropriate to warn. Again, it won't all be like this, so please enjoy as we build this up ^^)
By the time Neo exited the table, Rohan was in a different part of the room, minding his own business next to his second in command, looking entirely as if nothing had happened just a few moments ago. It was true that a part of him still missed neo but he couldnt just give in to the very first desire that crept back into his mind. No, he'd spent months working on it and convincing himself the past was in the past and that that was that. He couldnt just take his ex back simply because he was now single and most definitely ready to mingle, without the threat of his old husband finding out.
But Neo beckoned him like a flame to a moth, it was incredibly hard not to think of him sometimes. As annoying and bratty he was, there were certain aspects he still loved about the other, reason why he hadnt entirely given up on him after they met once more.
But alas. This was but a momentary slip. After this event, he would return home and would not be bothered by Neo's intrusive image any more
Neo stood for a few moments, aloof in his own thoughts, before spotting a few people in the crowd and stiriding over to join them, grinning as he became part of the dancing mass.
While he socialized and danced with people of his own standing, his thoughts of Rohan faded off for now. He was the King of Isla for Gods' sake– he would be able to find someone to treat him well enough. Someone better than Rohan. That's what Neo had told himself before, and it's what Neo was sticking with.
Still, seeing him today was a hit to that reinforced wall. What had happened was more than an action to silence him, it was a challenge of some sort. Rohan had forced himself back into Neo's brain so seamlessly, and at this point he probably knew it. Rohan probably already disregarded him, telling himself that Neo simply wasn't worth it, or some other dumb thought Neo hadn't picked up on. Neo was more determined than that, though. He'd strike at another angle and see how Rohan liked that…
Neo was right to some degree, Rohan had indeed banished him from his mind, choosing to preoccupy it with something else more important. Flings like this weren't exactly his favourites, too messy, too annoying, too brain scratching. And also very invasive, taking into account Neo's mind reading which he definitely hated. He didnt like that pointy nose of his ex stuck in his own private thoughts.
For the rest of the night, Rohan made an active effort to avoid Neo as much as he could and instead relaxing in a different side of the room, making very small talk with whomever decided to approach him with anything that wasnt just idle chatter topics.
Neo, unlike earlier, didn't approach him again. He did his kingly duty, as well as the duty of hosting this party, to greet everyone and be probably the most social, accepting words of condolences and congratulations. While surrounded by all of the attention, it was hard to notice his own thoughts. After all, the worst thing about being the most powerful Mind Reader was the fact that he never had a moment alone in his own head until he was, well, alone. So as the party ended pretty late (most waited until the storm let up, which was around the same time), Neo was left assisting with clean up and paying the DJ. His own nobles and advisories left well before him, showing that same coldness they always did. He didn't mind walking out of the warm temple to the cool mountain air.
It was only a few hours later that Neo was jolting awake in his bed, sweating with most of his limbs hanging out of it. The sun barely had touched on his windows as he pulled himself out of bed, pulling on his clothes (something better than a white suit), and went to board that same plane he took yesterday for the party.
His exhaustion was prominent but his brain called for more. Those thoughts had pooled up and finally overwhelmed him to the point of his dreams, and now he was answering the challenge Rohan had laid out for him. There was a sense of shame as Neo set out to Roshtha in a thick jacket he had put on and a warm pair of pants that tied loosely around his hips. I'm going to settle this once and for all, was his determined thought as he made his way up to where he knew Rohan to live, greeting the guards who told him the king would be with him shortly, as he settled his lanky body into a chair once inside the castle, waiting for the other to arrive.
Rohan had been one of the guests who left early, not wanting to remain over schedule simply to hang out with who knows whom else, most of the guests by that point having a little bit of alcohol in their system already. So when the gathering looked like it was about to break up in the near future, he grabbed his second in command and silently slipped out the door, grabbing their coats and retrieving their mounts, climbing back down the mountain through the pouring rain shielded the same way they were when they came. It was a relieving feeling to be away from the noise of the party, simply enjoying the natural sounds nature made on their way back.
It was impossible to describe how refreshing it had been to arrive home and go to bed, leaving behind all the mess with Neo and his annoying little stunts. The sleep was also very high quality, Rohan awakening at his usual early hour more refreshed than ever and moving over for his morning work out routine - a habit he insisted on not breaking in order to maintain his strength.
It was however surprising to hear from one of his guards that came into the room that Neo had arrived there and was now waiting for him. The little monster came after him? Why on earth would he do that? And why so damn early in the morning, did he not have anything else better to do?
The king placed back the things he'd used before heading over to where Neo waited for him, wearing his relatively thin clothes despite the chill in the air. And he didnt look the least bit impressed when he saw his ex lounged in a chair, tapping his foot.
