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Who: Heroes, possibly suffering
When: Day 16, Late Morning through Afternoon
Where: Aurora

[Well, that just happened! Many people on the train are now doubtlessly the worse for wear, physically and psychologically. How are you sorting all of that out?

Alternately, maybe you have enough Sparks for a memory and you're playing it on the big screen? Or you're testing out a new power?

Or maybe you have something else in mind? Mingle away!]

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Kinda like you pinned, honestly...

[But he's leaning down!]

You're not acting like you want to hear this.

[ but he's kind. okay he's not, but he will be this time, and is leaning in to put his mouth right next to that furred ear to whisper: ]

I love you.

[He was demanding it but hearing it is gonna kill him. He's turning bright red and has no idea whether to laugh or cry some more. He settles for mushing his face into Ciabatta's neck.]

You want to know something really embarrassing?

More than this?

[ dryly. it's the only way he can talk without freaking out, he thinks.

the cuddling is nice though. he has never in his life cuddled anybody like this. ]

Kinda. When you walked away, I was so mad...

[It feels nice. Nice and warm and Eclair may not remember most things, but he knows this is what he wants at his very core.]

I was a lot of things. But I was pissed off. I didn't just want to tell you I love you. I wanted to chase you, and hold you down, and make you understand you belong with me. So you better bet I'm going to do that now.

[ hey who exactly did you call a sadist before.

huh.

he is actually just staring at him for awhile.

he doesn't verbally respond yet but the moment he finished saying that, Ciabatta's body went:

"okay time to flare up like the sun.".]

You.... where the hell have you been hiding that?!

[ ALL OF THAT SHOULD BE ILLEGAL HE'S GONNA DIE. ]

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I don't remember.

[But he likes that reaction, so he's sitting back just enough to stare down at CB.]

Maybe it's just for you.

[ utter defeat. that's what's looming on the horizon. still, he doesn't give up easily and there is so much more self-deprecating to do--

eventually he laughs. ]

You're going to prove that to me right now? It won't be easy. I have a lot of terrible habits built up over the years.

Yeah, I get that. But you're mine now.

[geeently adjusting to get Ciabatta's wrists into his hands, so he can push him down with them. Now THAT'S a pin.]

I'm a cop, right? I guess it's just in my blood to catch criminals.

[ that's so unfair. it's disgustingly attractive. part of him has already caved and the rest of him is very much into the idea.

wow. he has to wonder how long he's been this desperate. ]

You're a pain in the ass is what you are. Why aren't you the one down here?

You like it there.

[Eclair will get flustered later, he's riding the wave of happy possessiveness right now. He's also moving in for a kiss -- a better one, this time.]

[ this horny dog. wow.

finally, he's thinking. he promised him this kiss a long time ago (it feels like an eternity when you're being a bitter betty about everything). being pinned makes it hard to do what he wants (also, he's not entirely wrong, he really doesn't mind being down here like this after all--) so he wrenches one hand free to bury in Eclair's hair, tugging him even closer.

he's absolutely going to bully him for all of this wold embarrassing bravado later. but it's cute. ]

You'll regret that.

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