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[Edgeworth goes tense again. He doesn't need Toby's help and he never did, and the insinuation is nothing less than insulting. But... even if he didn't need his help, he did appreciate his company. He appreciated the distraction from weightier issues. He appreciated how Toby stood by his side, despite the rumors that came out. A weight settles on his chest as his face tightens in a grimace, and when Toby finishes, he shakes his head.]

That... that won't be necessary. But as for you...

[He takes another heavy breath. Another sip from his drink.]

I thought that you were kind. Patient. Gentle, even. But unfortunately, I've known my fair share of kind, gentle people, none of whom were genuine about it. For them, softness was nothing but a mask, a distraction to hide a darker, more vicious nature. When I heard the news of what you had done, I assumed that you were cut from the same cloth as them. However...

[He swallows the lump in his throat and shifts in his chair, adjusting his position]

However, none of them would have taken responsibility for their actions the way you did. They would have continued their act for as long as they could get away with it, and as long as it suited them.

[Toby's hands glide over Dorian's body as Toby settles between Dorian's legs and starts rubbing cocks with Dorian. Even still, he continues making out with Dorian whilst leaning on his elbows, his hands stroking Dorian's hair, face, and neck as he moves his hips back and forth, grinding his cock against Dorian's. Intermittently, he breaks away for breath and sighs Dorian's name.]

[ Dorian continues making out as well, tongue intertwining with Toby's. He can taste Toby, he knows he's got Toby's taste in his mouth and Dorian is just enjoying this way too much. His cock grinds against Toby's, his hands move to Toby's lower back, the warmth of his skin against the vampire's cool flesh.

As Toby breaks away and sighs his name, Dorian just responds with a wicked smile, panting for a moment, trying to catch his breath, before he launches right back into making out. ]

[The first words Edgeworth uses to describe what he'd thought of Toby are definitely not the words Toby would ever use to describe himself. But given thought, he could see where Edgeworth got the misconception, even though it wasn't Toby's intention to mislead the other man.

More importantly, Toby is still misleading people about the fact his power here doesn't work the same way it did back at home. It took some measure of adjusting to, and the fact is that he had performed many deceptions back home. Things might not be so different, Toby himself might not be so changed if it weren't for that. Should anyone here discover this, then what? The thought terrifies him.

Toby thinks that he should come out with it sometime. He maintains a neutral expression.]

I see. I understand now, Edgeworth. And I thank you for seeing some good in me—as well as change. [A pause. It's important to tread carefully.] For the longest time, I have been a believer that there is a certain level of deception involved in any relationship. That people will always have some secret or other.

What are your thoughts on that?

[He purses his lips together, breathing in through his nostrils, not quite meeting Toby's gaze]

There was a time where I had taken that fact for granted, assuming it was the natural state of things. And that's what made relationships so dangerous. You could never tell what secrets a person held in their heart, nor what they would do with yours should they uncover them.

[He breathes out and grips his glass, not lifting it up]

So I avoided them altogether. It seemed safer that way. However...

[He shakes his head]

I've started to question the wisdom in that.

[Their steady grinding continues as they dive right back into making out. Toby moves so that he has a knee at each side of Dorian's bottom. His hands move to cup Dorian's ass, groping and massaging and kneading it in his fingers.]

[He nods, understanding. But all the same, he still has something to hide.] So have I.

[He exhales a long, airy breath.]

Since coming here, hiding what I am and what I did has only caused problems. Not just for me, but others. Keeping these secrets... really hasn't been worth all of that. That said, I'm trying to be more open about it and am discovering people are far more accepting about it in this place, during these times.

[That's his way of dealing with the other secret he still keeps. Maybe in time, he'll mention it, but he doesn't want to ruin what's happening now.]

So, I guess all of this begs the question... What now?

[Where do they stand? Is this how it ends, a peaceful, accepting, and fairly understanding parting of ways? Are they starting sort of from scratch but not quite square one? Or are they at something of a neutral in-between?]

To be honest?

[He shrugs and shakes his head]

I don't know, and to be frank, I'm surprised that you still want anything to do with me. Our friendship, as it were, was based on misconceptions. Neither of us were as... kind as the other had hoped for. However...

[He meets Toby's gaze, his expression serious]

Whatever happens, I will hold no grudge against you. I will not hound you, I will not seek punishment, I will not rub salt in your wounds. It's true that you can't change what you've done. However, piling on additional penance won't do any good, either. Simply put, you're not the man I assumed you were when we last met. Like I've said, you've taken responsibility, as best as anyone in your situation can. So long as you continue to do so, I have no reason to mistreat you.

[ Is this a little over the top? Yes. Should Dorian eventually pull away to come up for air or change positions? Also yes. Is Dorian going to do that? Hell no. He pulls Toby closer to him, one hand still grabbing Toby's ass, the other one slowly worming it's way between their bodies, as he attempts to work his way towards Toby's cock, intent on gripping it and (eventually, hopefully) massaging the shaft. ]

[Edgeworth is right that Toby isn't who Edgeworth thought he was or expected him to be. And Toby wonders that perhaps he'd projected his own thirst for companionship on Edgeworth when they first met. It's possible both of them saw something they desperately wanted or needed to see in the other. Not necessarily from the very beginning, but as something that planted itself in their relationship and only continued to grow as time wore on.

At any rate, they're not exactly starting from scratch or a blank slate, nor are they writing each other off. It's like finding neutral ground, and if their paths cross, then so be it. So again, he solemnly nods.]

Thanks. I think I get it.

[Toby moans into Dorian's mouth when he feels his lover take hold of his cock. The way he's leaning over Dorian is really such a pain, even though he loves how tangled up they are with each other. So he shifts, rolling them both over to their sides and lying on the bed with Dorian instead of either one of them being on top of the other. From there, his one hand continues to massage Dorian's buttocks and work toward teasing his anus while his other hand fumbles about for some lube.]

[ Dorian spots Toby fumbling about for the lube so he decides to keep doing what he's doing...though he does break away from Toby for a moment to mutter. ]

Bedside table, I think.

[ He thinks that's where the lube is. Dorian doesn't know for sure. All he knows is that he's leaning back into Toby, pushing his tongue back into the vampire's mouth as his hand continues to work his cock, moving it up and down as he kisses Toby. ]

[No, dammit, he knows he's also got some that isn't in the bedside table and—oh, that feels so damn good. He finds himself working into Dorian's hands. Anything he'd wanted to say turns muffled as Dorian's tongue assaults his mouth.

Finally, his hands grasp a bottle of lube that had been stashed away at the side of the bed. Toby applies it generously to his hands, then squeezes some out over Dorian's hands and both their cocks before working on lubricating Dorian's bottom.]

[ Dorian doesn't let Toby talk, he's just too caught up into kissing Toby, into being with him. Yeah, Toby should probably be less distracted if he wants to find the lube. But that would involve Dorian not kissing him! That would involve the two of them pulling apart and like hell Dorian wants to do that.

As Toby finds the lube, Dorian moves his hands away from Toby's cock so it could be squeezed on his hand. He rubs his hands together for a moment, getting the lube everywhere and all over his hands. As Toby starts to lubricate his bottom, Dorian moves his hand back to Toby's cock, partly to continue rubbing the shaft, partly to make certain that everything's lubed up. ]

[The lubricant gradually produces a slightly tingling warmth that's particularly sensitive on Toby's skin. So he quivers in delight as Dorian works him, rubbing his cock as he spreads the lube. He can't help his stifled gasps and moans of pleasure into Dorian's mouth as he finds himself working his cock right back against Dorian's hand while his own hands have busied themselves with Dorian's anus. Once he's done lubing Dorian's ass, he decides to do a little finger-fucking.]

[ Dorian stifles a moan of his own as Toby's fingers flit into his ass. Oh that feels grand. He continues to work Toby's cock, hand gripping the shaft as Dorian moves around, alternatively working the cock hard and gently massaging it. With his other hand, Dorian moves towards his own cock, working the lube all around himself.

Toby hits a sweet spot though, and Dorian breaks away from Toby's mouth for a moment to give him a wide, pleased, practically wild grin. ]

[ After all that nonsense with Billy changing people...and the wedding ruined by changed people + hissyfits...and probably some other nonsense, let's be real, Dorian is in their kitchen making a BIGASS GLASS OF WINE. Like, this is him pouring a shit-ton of wine into a large plastic cup, fuck being classy, he's just so tired of this nonsense.

So, as he spots Toby, Dorian just looks over, perfectly aware that he looks like a huge wino and a massive trainwreck right now...and just keeps pouring. ]

Shall I pour you a glass as well? [ said in a tone that perfectly implies "fuck this week." ]

[In response, Toby's expression is wicked ecstatic when Dorian pulls away at him, grinning. In turn, whenever Toby thrusts his fingers back in, he teasingly brushes them back and forth over that sweet spot.

Then he glances down at Dorian working both their cocks before letting out a pleased groan of his own and throwing his head back.]

[ He's practically leaving an indentation in the bed. As Toby throws his head back, Dorian arches his back up in pleasure, head and heels digging into the mattress. He continues to work their cocks but, as Dorian feels himself getting harder, he willingly pulls away. One hand continues to work Toby's cock, hand moving up and down more rapidly, while the other moves up to Toby's shoulders, pulling the man closer towards him.

Dorian's nails are fiercely digging into Toby's skin—he's entirely unaware of just how much pain he might be causing, too wrapped up in the pleasure and his love of Toby to notice. ]

[It's bad enough that a number of guests declined because of bad blood with Dorian, but this? Oh, it's more than Toby could take! Yeah, he knows this was all very, hmmm. Gunshot in many ways, barely a month of planning, sure. But it was still doable, still something they could pull off, and yet here they are not married. While it's true they could've gone through with it or simply got their papers in city hall, it just wouldn't be the same! And the fact that Toby's wanted this SO BADLY meant he couldn't help being a crazy bridezilla over the whole ordeal.

So, after this whole evening and night seemed a huge waste of time, they're finally safe at home where the steadily rising summer sun can't scorch him. Being the diva he is sometimes, Toby throws himself on the sofa and sulks until he hears Dorian's voice.]

Hm? Oh, yeah. Please, I think... [He takes a deep, long-suffering breath. And to think, it's not Dorian's fault this time.] I think I'd really like that.

[ A gift basket arrives early morning addressed to Toby, comprising of only wine and stuffed with a few classy flowers where the food would have originally gone. He isn't sure if Toby can eat regular food, given his condition -- so it's best to err on the side of caution. But the basket also comes with a package full of fancy accessories to accompany the wine.

Attached to the basket itself is an envelope sealed with a wax mockingbird sigil. The letter inside is penned in fancy cursive. ]

Dear Tobias,

It was a pleasure getting the chance to speak with you over the network. You are quite the charming gentleman, and it is no surprise to me why you would make Dorian as happy as you do. While it is unfortunate your wedding had to be postponed, I still greatly look forward to attending your future ceremony.

Please do consider supporting Queen Lucy and I in this upcoming election. It would mean a great deal to have your vote. And in the meantime, I do hope you enjoy this gift. When you pour your first drink, may it be in celebration of the timeless love you and Dorian share.

Sincerely,
Lord Petyr Baelish

[ Dorian is gladly letting Toby have his whiny little bitchfit because honestly, Dorian's halfway close to having a whiny little fit of himself. He's poured around half the bottle of wine into the cup before Dorian decides 'fuck it,' and takes a swig directly from the bottle himself.

Walking over to the sofa, he sets the glass of wine on the side table as Dorian continues to gripe himself. ] You'd think this place would hold off the insanity for just one day. But no, apparently that's too hard a request to make!

[But more often than not, pain and pleasure go hand in hand with these two. Right here and now is no exception, Toby crying out with mixed feelings of thrill and torment.

God, the heat and pressure and everything is really building up inside him. But Toby wants to hang on to this moment, wants to make this all last as long as he possibly can.]

Dorian!

[He works his fingers harder and faster into Dorian's ass, going from just teasing that sweet spot to driving against it. All the while, he can't hold back his panting and groaning getting louders and louder.]

[ Dorian just grins a wild grin as he hears Toby call out his name. That's something he likes and something he loves. Ever the egotist, to hear his name called out with such passion gets him even harder than before. He looks over at Toby with a look of pure adulation.

Everything's building up inside him as well. And so, without thinking, he closes in back to Toby, wildly kissing the man, more of two bodies mashing together than anything remotely tender or romantic. His tongue forcefully pushes into Toby's mouth, stopping some moans of pleasure coming from him as he continues to work the other man's cock, shifting his hand every so often. ]

[Toby glances up as Dorian approaches, his gaze following as Dorian sets the glass down. He sniffles as he sits up and reaches for the glass.]

Of course, of course! [He takes a long sip and sighs.] Great timing, really. Could've chosen a couple weeks earlier, or maybe later, but no.

[He trails off, melodramatic. Then he lets out a heavy sigh before setting the glass back down and slumping back into the sofa.]

So much for my anniversary... but yours is coming up soon, yeah?

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yes, they do; sorry so late

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wrapping this thread up, i think

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surprise, it's action

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finally replying after a million years, sorry

6/25/16; Delivery

heeeeey, no worries. c:

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