Re: [in-person: damian & misha]
You're a real difficult boy sometimes, you ken that? [But, Misha, he ruined them words by smiling real fond through them, and he did like it real well when Damian got himself all bratty like he was. He focused on back when Damian asked 'bout missing the hollow some, and he nodded.] I reckon it's just like you miss home sometimes, but not regular. Where would you live if you had your druthers? I know it ain't the Capital, not where we stay. You do that for me. And I'm real keen on this little cottage past the Carnival, but that ain't your choice neither. Is it your room here? [He looked on up at the ceiling, as if he could see Damian's real cool bedroom, but the talk of eradicating humanity, which didn't happen real often lately, brung Misha's pale gaze back on down to meet green.] You ain't going to eradicate humanity. [He said that sure, and he leaned on forward and kissed Damian's cheek real sweet.] You'd miss me if you eradicated me. [Which didn't have a bit of logic to it, since he reckoned Damian would be eradicated too, but it was smug and meant to be smug and not plenty literal.
And, course, the tickling demand was disobeyed. Misha, he just wanted to disobey it more when Damian laughed and whined and claimed being hateful.] You ain't hateful toward me. You reckon I'm real sweet, and I don't think you're weak at all. Quit being right 'bout things. [But even that was just talk, on account of Misha liked that triumphant look on the other boy's face real well. Just as he liked them toes wriggling 'gainst dick.
He watched as Damian slipped himself off the island, and he laughed real loud when Damian informed the empty room 'bout buttplugs. He laughed, but that was as he moved real quick and tried to cover Damian's mouth with his hands, just in case any of Damian's kin happened to be close. And, needless to say, Misha didn't care any 'bout taking care of that pan. He cared 'bout the boy that returned to him and pressed real close and looked up at him plenty wicked.] Menace. [He kissed the other boy, but it was real angelic and sweet, and then he smacked Damian's ass hard 'nough to make his own hand sting. Course, he hopped himself right on back and out of reach, or he tried to leastways.] I ain't telling you a thing 'til we get there, so I reckon you best collect that blanket, y'all hear?