Some Sun

[tastes_of_honey]

::Schu is in a green Speedo and sunglasses lying on a towel on one of his Nexus living room couches. Don't worry, he has sunscreen on.::

::Hey, the Nexus has more sunshine than London.::


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[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

::He does!::

That just means I have a better idea of what their final reward should be. Truly, I don't discriminate. I'm homicidal toward most of humanity. ::smile of utter innocence, really::

[traumkonig.livejournal.com]

"An equal-opportunity murderer. I'm sure you would be an inspiration if people knew."

He's being a sarcastic asshole because he likes you! The sad part is that's the truth.

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

I am what people should aspire to. It's a shame that my philanthropy must remain secret. ::Schu's feeling very affectionate toward Morpheus at the moment.::

[traumkonig.livejournal.com]

"Fame would be a burden, especially when it would gain you so many special fans in law enforcement."

Morpheus stretches idly.

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

::Schu moves closer.:: They're the wrong audience entirely. Unappreciative. Grabby.

[traumkonig.livejournal.com]

Smirk. "Didn't think you would mind people getting grabby, as long as they weren't ugly."

Again, the tone of voice and the tone of mind don't match. Morpheus doesn't shift away as Schu moves closer.

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

There has to be a certain level of reverence in the touch, ya know. My body is a temple. ::shift closer:: Cops tend to get too rough and ignore safe words.

[traumkonig.livejournal.com]

"And I suppose you expect it to be worshipped at properly?" Morpheus snorts, quirking an eyebrow. Behind the shields that don't keep Schu out is quiet amusement and interest.

Still not going anywhere.

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

The proper offerings are key, as is frequent worship. ::shift closer again::

::smile:: I'm sure you have a zero tolerance policy for people who don't show the proper awe in the presence of your beautiful temple. Well, aside from the people you have to let live for now.

[traumkonig.livejournal.com]

"You don't ask for much, do you?" Sarcasm is fun! Morpheus settles a hand on the back of the couch. He doesn't need an aid to his balance yet, but Schu is getting quite close now, isn't he?

"Naturally. I disapprove strongly of lack of respect for my person."

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

::Schu's close enough now that Morpheus' arm is behind him a bit.:: Why settle? You and I, we deserve better.

[traumkonig.livejournal.com]

Morpheus takes his hat off and sets it aside. "And it's amazingly easy to get it when you have the power and the will to take it."

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

Yes. ::Schu is centimeters from being right against Morpheus' side. Morpheus might be able to feel his body warmth.:: And, generally, if you're willing to settle most people are happy to let you.

[traumkonig.livejournal.com]

"Why wouldn't they?" Morpheus says cynically. "After all, they don't get anything out of your higher expectations."

He turns his head slightly to adjust to Schu's proximity.

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

So why make life easier for other people? If no one else is looking out for you, you have to look out for yourself. And if you find somebody willing to consider your interests, you hang on for as long as it works.

::Schu is leaning into him a bit now, happy for the contact. He smells like piña colada--pineapple and coconut--from his sunscreen.::

[traumkonig.livejournal.com]

"Agreed."

Morpheus lifts his free hand to toy with a strand of Schu's hair.

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

Mmmm. That's nice. You can do more of that if you'd like.

[traumkonig.livejournal.com]

"Hedonist," Morpheus accuses, running his fingers casually through Schu's hair.

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

Nothing wrong with it. Mmmm. Good fingers. I could do your hair in a bit. I bet it's soft.

[traumkonig.livejournal.com]

"Of course it is. You can if you like, as long as you don't abuse it."

He goes on stroking.

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

::If Schu were a cat, the sound he makes now would be purring. His arm goes around Morpheus' shoulder to bring him in closer and toy with his hair a bit, combing his long fingers through it.:: This is reverence.

[traumkonig.livejournal.com]

The sound Morpheus makes IS purring, or so close to it there's no point quibbling. He lets Schu draw him closer, twining his fingers in the orange hair.

"I always got the impression it was called 'foreplay'," Morpheus replies dryly.

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

Tomato, to-mah-to.... ::Getting his hair played with always relaxes Schu, and playing with other people's hair is so sexy. He's moments away from nuzzling Morpheus's neck in contentment.::

[traumkonig.livejournal.com]

Morpheus would likely not be averse to having his neck nuzzled. Schu is attractive, has been deemed Worth His Time, and Morpheus has a certain fondness for telepaths.

"If this is reverence, what do you consider prayer?" The question sounds distinctly facetious, but his mind is mildly curious.

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

::Then Schu nuzzles Morpheus' neck as he strokes his hair.:: Mmmmm.

Prayer is a little more intense. You offer yourself, or you take the spirit into yourself. ::smile::