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Characters: Vex & you
Summary: It's been 20 days since Vex arrived in Xistentia, and nobody has seen or heard from Mark in all this time (for you animal-types, his scent is completely faded from Vex by now). It may be time to broach the subject or just hang out with the obviously in-denial fae. If you're a stranger to Vex, or don't know him that well, you may want chill with him on his beach-view porch, he's got cold beers. Ping
thefacelessevil if you want a special starter.
Date(s): June 18th, or dates approximately around then.
Warnings/Notes: death is a prevalent subject, some smut.
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Summary: It's been 20 days since Vex arrived in Xistentia, and nobody has seen or heard from Mark in all this time (for you animal-types, his scent is completely faded from Vex by now). It may be time to broach the subject or just hang out with the obviously in-denial fae. If you're a stranger to Vex, or don't know him that well, you may want chill with him on his beach-view porch, he's got cold beers. Ping
Date(s): June 18th, or dates approximately around then.
Warnings/Notes: death is a prevalent subject, some smut.
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Vex's native look hadn't changed much since he first arrived, mainly because it was easier to hand-wash one set of clothes rather than a full wardrobe. He wasn't particularly in the mood to be vain, anyway. His routine hadn't varied much as he still felt more than a little overwhelmed and lost, as such he would go into town for supplies, occasionally scout the area, but in the late afternoons he'd watch the sunset in one of his porch chairs and a cold beer in hand.
He could see him out there in the sand, Mark had always loved the beach. Whether he was running around as a panther or a fae, kicking his feet in the waves, or relaxing in the hot sand, Vex saw him as if he were real. He never tried to go out to interact with the visions, he had a feeling he would spoil them or, even worse, they would disappear- like he had in the portal less than a second after Vex lost his grip on his hand.
If he was greeted while in this state it make take him a moment to hear or see, as he was so lost in this fantasy world that reality was very difficult to grasp. His daemon sat by the edge of the deck, a black short-haired cat with unnatural blue eyes which peered out at the ocean.
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It was raining, but Vex did his shopping despite the weather. At least it was warm rain, though without an umbrella it soaked his clothes and made his flip-flops sound rather squishy as he walked. He didn't seem to care how much water he was tracking inside the buildings, even though which now had proper shopkeepers. Feel free to scold him for being so careless, or perhaps help him gather supplies.
Even better, offer him a drink and he may actually open up for more than only smalltalk.
OPTION III
Choose your own adventure! Vex can be encountered almost anywhere and he's always got his daemon with him, so go wild if you wish.

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His breath was hot as he sighed, then he began to suck wetly at the velvety head. His tongue probed around it so he could 'massage' him back in a way, then he slowly began to ease him further into his mouth.
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Then he swallowed him down without hesitation. He didn't stop until his nose bumped up against Will's curls and his chin pressed on his balls. His throat was hungry, contracted with his swallows, then he pulled back up only to plunge back down. He held the flaps of his shorts firmly as he yanked at them, encouraging the good doctor to thrust.
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There was nothing better than swallowing a hard cock, when he was in the mood for it anyway, and he certainly was now. Any melancholy thoughts were obliterated from his mind as all he could do was slobber and suck on Will's dick. A perfect prick that'd probably driven Nico to orgasm after orgasm, lucky blighters- both of them. Well, they were. Now Will was just as unlucky as he was.
Shit, he really need to stop thinking. And what better way than deep-throating him again, right? He shoved it all the way down and held it there, but continued to tug on those shorts in hopes that Will would keep humping, though there was barely any room for it.
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He gave his shaft a few pumps, tapped the tip against his lips then rubbed it against his tongue. "Mm, have I said you have a gorgeous prick yet? Because you really do. Now if you had a choice, would you want to cum down my throat or on my face?" He asked with a naughty wink.
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"It's not about the huge porn-star types, that's not what I'm all about. I like one that's just about as long as my hand, decently thick, the kind that's gonna hit me right in the sweet spot without tearing me apart." As he spoke he continued to massage his beautiful prick, now with both hands. "I bet you could make me cum in seconds if you stuck this gorgeous blighter up my bum, darling."
He flashed him a wink before he moved his hands away and began to take him down his hot, wet throat. He make have talked about his ass but he was all about swallowing Will's spunk at the moment, so maybe next time. Or maybe later, depending on how fast Will could get it up again. Either way, he was soon bobbing his head rapidly while alternating between sucking and licking.
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Slow, his lips eased Will's apart so they could share the taste of him in a kiss.
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ftb <3
That little bit of physical affection was enough to calm him down, even if only a little, and the sleep-deprived fae finally drifted off.