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Who: everyone
When: Day 35 morning
Where: the lounge car

[This morning, or whenever you wake up, you will find that there are delicious smells wafting from the lounge car. Upon investigation, one will discover a beautiful spread of hot cocoa and tea and coffee and many marshmallow animals, ideal for putting in your drinks or simply eating wholesale. It isn't just cats either, but many animals of a similar quality of marshmallow, whatever kinds you'd like. But you may find the warm fuzzies they impart might be a bit more than internal.

In a conspicuous place is a note in handwriting many of you may find quite familiar at this point:

Thanks for your help.

- Hazel

His signature isn't alone, either. There are a couple of others, though somehow they're far less readable? Some are definitely just little drawings. Weird.]

[[ooc notes: 10% furry event!! many marshmallows have no effect, but those that do will instill temporary animal parts up to a kemonomimi level! enjoy your ears and tails, folks. and your newbies.]]

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[Sorry he has emotions and has no idea where they're coming from and they manifest worryingly Crow. At the very least every other part of Rean's body language and just plain voice and words are in fact screaming that he's more than enjoying himself.

His cock is leaking and almost painfully hard, and he jerks and arches up against Crow for every brutal thrust. He's enjoying the pace, nails digging little red crescents into Crow's back under his wings, sometimes biting his shoulder a little mindlessly when he can't think what else to do with himself.

He's actually stopped talking physically in favor of screaming and moaning Crow's name between panting for breath. He's a little out of it so he hasn't actually stopped talking though, it's just in Crow's head. It's no more coherent than his physical words though, since, well, he's not any more coherent mentally right now.]

Please, Crow it feels so good, you feel so good, I need you so much, I missed you so much [where did that come from? Rean's not registering it and it's just one thought among a lot of things] Goddess! Fuck me, harder, I want to feel you come inside me, your cock feels so good, it's perfect, make me come like this

[And well, so on. Lewdly and explicitly.]

[ There's something insanely sexy about having Rean's lewd thoughts filling his mind while his screams fill Crow's ears and Crow's own cock fills Rean. Some of it may still be confusing (missed him?), but that doesn't detract in the least bit from how amazing Rean tastes and sounds and feels and he's slamming dangerously close to the edge. He's so close, he's so close he could almost go out of his mind from how good it feels. ]

Reeeeeeaaaaaaan. [ The name comes out halfway a moan and halfway a purr. ] Rean, I want you to-- [ A gasp, a lewd moan. He's so close. ] I want you to--- come for me.

[ He punctuates the words with a particularly brutal thrust inside him, his hand dipping down to stroke Rean's cock even as he keeps moving. ]

[Crow barely finishes the words, barely touches Rean before Rean comes, hard. Yelling his name] CROW! [both externally and in his thoughts Crow!.

He's arching, fingers digging into Crow's back as his cock twitches under Crow's touch, coming hard, making a mess of his abdomen while he grinds himself up against Crow, squeezing tight around his cock like he doesn't intend to let Crow have it back.

The pleasure is intense enough for Crow to feel it too, at least a small echo of it distantly, Rean shuddering underneath him as orgasm wracks through him, from the tops of his scalp to his curled toes, the electric pleasure and weakness following it has him panting and slumping under Crow a few moments later, still a bit shaky.]

[ It isn't any one thing that sends Crow to his own orgasm but rather the combination of things-- Rean screaming his name as he comes against him, the way he jealously tightens around Crow's cock, the dizzying intense pleasure coming off of Rean slamming into his senses that has him gasping as he comes with a start. ]

Oh, f-- Rean!

[ It's all he manages to get out as he's drowned in his own dizzying wave of pleasure, not stopping his movements against and inside of Rean for a single moment until it's too much, until the last ripples of his orgasm have finished shuddering their way through him and he rests bonelessly on top of Rean. He's softening but he doesn't pull out immediately, still nibbling lightly on one of Rean's cat ears. ]

[Rean makes a soft, over-stimulated noise at the nibbling, not a complaint, kind of more a sexy breathless whine. His arms tighten around Crow and he turns his head, getting his ears out of range so he can kiss Crow a little sloppily, fingers tangling in his hair.

He may be boneless and sticky inside and out, a bit dazed with afterglow and the feel of Crow's come hot inside him, but the way he holds Crow is firm, possessive.]

[ Crow's more than happy to give way from ear nibbling to warm, contented kisses. His own grip on Rean is no less possessive, no less demanding even as he otherwise just relaxes into his own hazy afterglow. ]

Mmmm.

[ He hums happily into the kiss, raising a hand to trace gently at Rean's jaw. ]

[The kisses relax into lazy and languid, sometimes with tongue, sometimes moving to nuzzling Crow's jaw, generally he's happy, enjoying the recovery period. Crow's bigger and denser but Rean's a cheating divine knight so he doesn't even get particularly fussed about being squished for a prolonged period, rather content with a warm blanket of Crow.]

We should do this more.

[ Crow is very content to be a blanket, nuzzling against him contentedly. ]

I'm a big fan of that plan.

[ It's nice and he's not quite sleepy perse but he's so comfortable and he definitely wouldn't minf more of this. ]

I hope you are.

Move off a bit.

[ Crow grumbles a bit at that but rolls off obligingly, snuggling up to Rean's side. ]

[Sitting up a bit, pulling Crow against him in a way that lets him just start petting and preening those wings with leisurely strokes of his fingers.]

[ Oh, that feels really nice. Okay, it's allowed and Crow lets out a small, contented hum. ]

Feel free to keep doing that as long as you want.

That was my plan, personally.

[Gonna pet this bird so much.]

[ The bird is very happy with being petted! ]

Glad we're on the same page.

[ He drapes an arm loosely over whatever parts of Rean are closest to him. ]

We should shower later. You wash my back, I'll wash yours~

[ Because that definitely won't end up in Round 2. ]

That sounds like a good idea.

[Does he realize that's just inviting Round 2 or is he agreeing because he realizes?]

[ Either way Crow wins (though he suspects Rean at least halfway realizes it). ]

I've got a lot of those.

I'll be the judge of that.

[He's running his fingers through Crow's feathers languidly though, content.]

I'm sure you'll have plenty of opportunity to be in awe of my genius.

[ Although there's confidence in his tone, it's nearly drowned by the lazy contentment as he continues to melt under Rean's touch. ]

[He's glad he can soothe and relax Crow like this. It's nice, too. Running his fingers over Crow's feathers. They're soft and smooth but they aren't the only thing. He pets Crow's hair and back as well, happy just to touch him.]

Mmhm.

Mmhmm.

[ What was he saying? He thinks he lost track... but he really doesn't mind. ]

That's... really nice...

[ He knows they both need to shower still, but Crow's finding it hard to stay awake with as warm and content and comfortable as he feels right now. ]

[Crow can fall asleep to being petted if he wants. Rean would be content watching him sleep and petting him the whole time.]

Yeah. It is.

[Soft and fond. He loves Crow so much, though it hasn't manifested in words or thoughts, there's just a gentle affection in the moment that's very warm.]

[ Crow hasn't approached the word "love" in even his most private of thoughts, but he's acknowledged at least to himself how important Rean is to him. That he treasures every moment with him-- not just the ones where they're kissing or fucking, but the ones where they're talking, bantering, playing cards. All of those moments, small and precious. It's a little like falling down, down, down with no ending in sight but he doesn't want to stop. He never wants to stop.

There is a warm answering glow of affection as Crow drifts into sleep. ]

[He's happy like this, holding Crow and petting him. He'll be happy just keeping Crow close and feeling his warmth as he sleeps. It's a deep contentment, feeling like this, Crow safe in his arms, under his hands, sleeping peacefully. He wouldn't mind if stretched on forever, in a way. Though having Crow awake to talk to is also ideal.]

[ He doesn't stay asleep for long-- he wasn't really tired in the first place, he was just so content and comfortable that he'd gotten drowsy. If Rean isn't paying enough attention, it may come as a surprise when he lets out a sleepy mumble. ]

...We really should take that shower.

[He was spacing out, so he blinks and looks down when Crow makes awake noises.]

Hm? Oh, yeah. Probably.

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