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Characters: Rosie, Vanyel, and Farraige.
Summary: Nerds talkin' about feelings and stuff
Date(s): Before the au event
Warnings/Notes: Talk of relationships, language, potentially nsfw!

[This was a conversation a long time coming, when Farraige first learned of Rosie's relationship with Vanyel, he felt like he shouldn't have interfered, especially with the way their relationship went. But he felt himself drawn back to Rosie again and again. The fact that she and Vanyel had an open relationship did make things easier on his conscience. But that would only do for so long. A part of him he didn't want to admit did feel a little possessive for someone that made him feel like she did.

So perhaps it was high time they meet. Farraige didn't like feeling like he was hiding, and he had to admit some part of him felt like something of an outsider. But even with that feeling, he would be unlikely to give up how he felt about Rosie. It was just as well, he had wanted to meet Vanyel in Eudio but circumstances didn't permit. Even if his memory of their conversations had grown a little hazy in the interim, he remembered Vanyel speaking as a stand-up person. With no idea of how time and the change in scenery might have affected him, Farraige hoped he would still be as decent seeming a person as he remembered. It's this moment Farraige finds himself in, waiting for the two to arrive at his home.]

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[He lets Rose tell it, only cracking when she describes what happened at the orgy as 'usual couple stuff,' biting back laughter but unable to help a grin.]

And only had anymore official dates afterward - which strikes me as a little out of order, but. It seems to have worked out for us, doesn't it?

[The question is directed at Rose, along with a smile that might be just a touch on the soppy side.]

[The casual nature with which they bring up such a thing is so far beyond Farraige's wheelhouse, it makes him choke on his tea mid-drink. It takes him a good minute or so to regain his composure, beet red and thumping his chest with his fist to try and help catch his breath.]

Holy mackerel!

[Coughing, coughing, okay. There's his composure coming back.]

Just how many ways will people come up with to fuck?

[A rare instance of him swearing, but now he's looking between the two of them being a bit unsure. Perhaps also a bit jealous that Rosie has done so much, or that others have had their hands on her? Who can say, it's an entirely foreign emotion to him. Best to deal with later.]

I suppose there is something to be said for following the beat of your own drum.

I'd say it's worked out pretty great. [ Her own expression in kind is sweet and shmoopy and-

Oh. Oh, no. He's choking. Oh, no. It's adorable. There's no hiding the way that Rose grins at his red face, obviously endeared. For even what they've done together, she knows Farraige is a bit more reserved. Which is why she's a little surprised at the swear. ]

As many ways as they can, I imagine. And I can see why! I've been having a lot of fun trying out new things.

[That's... not entirely unexpected, honestly. He knows his upbringing -and the resulting lack of anything resembling reserve or shame- was fairly unusual.

Doesn't mean the coughing isn't a tad concerning, at first. But once that's under control, and the flush remains...]

Oh. [He glances Rose's way again.] You were right - that is adorable. [Which probably isn't going to help Farraige stop blushing anytime soon, whoops.]

I've always thought so, anyway. [And there is an actual answer for Farraige, if he'd rather not dwell on the fact that Vanyel and Rose have apparently discussed his attractiveness in some detail.]

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[And the way those two both regard him in expression and word still let his blush linger.]

Feels like I'm getting doubleteamed here...

[A beat. Right, orgy.]

Maybe that was a poor choice of words.

[He lets out a small huff, eager to change the topic. Had they been talking about him before this happened? It struck him as wholly bizarre. To have so much done to see his identity erased, and now there would be people who remember him so fondly, even outside of the Masters' reach.

It was hard to hide that little grin, even if such a wish felt kind of selfish.]

Look I'll er... Need to take things at a slower pace. I'm sure you both understand why.

[This was all new territory and his stomach was aflutter with butterflies. He never thought something like this would happen. Someone to love. Or maybe someones? Only time would tell, he wagers.

Isn't it? [ she agrees, easily.

And of course she has to snort a laugh at his unintentional innuendo. It's cute. Though it does also give her some rather... interesting ideas for the future, whenever Farraige is ready.

Speaking of, ] I do. I'm sure Vanyel does too, but that's- It's not a problem with me at all. I want you to be comfortable. That was kind of the point of getting together like this and all.

[He has to bite his cheek at the unintentional innuendo but it does still get a chuckle out of him - because they'd discussed that too, he and Rose, and the idea's only become more appealing in the face that reaction.

But he doesn't want to make Farraige uncomfortable any more than Rose does. So though there's a quippy response on the tip of his tongue -'we could if you'd like'- he swallows that too.]

Of course. [He says instead.] I don't mean to cause you any discomfort either. I'm content to let things happen in their own time.

[If only he knew that was the reason his ears had been burning.]

I mean... It's not like it's bad.

[His voice trails off a little as his gaze shifts about, trying to find the right words.]

It's fun and all, I'm just... Not used to it.

Getting you used to it is what we're here for, [ she says. ] Well, we're here for more than that! But still.

I won't push or anything but y'know. If you're ever wanting to try something new or move a little further, then I'm more than happy to help.

[He aims a quick glance Rose's way, equal parts fond and exasperated, that clear says 'down, girl.']

Likewise. [And that part is for Farraige.] I won't push either, of course, but... [But if Farraige wants to experiment, Vanyel is more than willing to help.]

[He says little more on the subject, but his expression communicates enough of his relief.]

I really appreciate you both for understanding.

[His posture relaxes a little, seeming less folded in on himself.]

Maybe this can work. I'd really like to go back someday and prove the masters wrong about their whole philosophy.

I'd like you to be able to tell them they were full of it, too.

[ Rose doesn't know the whole of things so she can't rightfully say such a thing, but- It doesn't stop her from thinking it all the same. She wants Farraige to be able to do what he wants without worry of how his involvement might affect things or feel like he can't for any such reasons. Rose herself had spent too much of her life believing things of a similar vein and she'll happily hop on the opportunity to help someone else in that way. ]

Well, boys, [ she says, smiling big and bright and, for once, genuine as can be. ] I think we've got ourselves the start to a good relationship.

[He knows even less than Rose, but. He's fundamentally opposed to anyone having to hide or repress themselves. So]

Agreed. [He says, and smiles at both of them.] On both counts.

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