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Asil, The Moor
A very, very old wolf and a member of the Marrok's pack.

Jang Eun
Previously of Carmel Valley, sent to Aspen Creek by her former Alpha.

Jesse Hauptman
Daughter of the Alpha of the Columbia Basin Pack

Joshua Brennan
Burden-bound. A Sin-Eater paired with the ghost of a long-dead soldier.

PREMISE

All the stories are true. Years ago, the Fae came out because technology was making it harder and harder for them to hide, and it's been a couple of years since the werewolves did the same. The world is changing day by day. Humans and the paranormal live side by side, but it's not easy nor is it simple. While the Marrok has taken great lengths and care to preserve the werewolves' PR front, everyone - wolf, fae, vampire and other - know that it's only a matter of time before the humans start thinking that perhaps the other stories meant to warn of the dark are true.

This is an open post set in the universe of Patricia Briggs' Mercy Thompson series. The books are amazing and you should definitely check them out. More information via this Wiki link. The rules are simple: Drop a prompt, leave a tag, and let's play!

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They can. Often surprising the best of us, Eun. [ One day, he will need to let her know how easily she can distract him with her hands. He should be too old for dealing with hormones. But the look on her face and the quirk of her lips and the way she is stroking his skin--

--he clears his throat. ]

I can introduce you to him via video call. We do routine catch-ups, though I do not understand why he comes to me for fashion advice. [ A thought occurs to him at that. ] Kelly is pursuing his graduate studies in Berkeley, actually. Toxicology.

[ He cannot help the note of pride in his voice - an indicator of his regard for Kelly. Yes, Bran had encouraged him to cultivate a friendship with the young boy because his knowledge might benefit the wolves greatly. But Asil did it for other reasons as well. During their extended interaction, the boy had taught him that there were opportunities for new experiences even under unexpected circumstances.

When he speaks again, there is a small note of embarrassment. ] He is not frail or helpless, by human standards. But while America is progressive and California, I am to understand, is diverse and inclusive, I do... worry about him.

[He simply accepts it. Eun keeps wondering if her temper will bother him, and every chance he proves that he accepts it, and perhaps even enjoys a little of it, she finds herself off-kilter again. But strangely, cautiously optimistic.

Kelly of course intrigues Eun, and while the mention of fashion advise earns a raised eyebrow--a topic they'll have to revisit--the fact that Kelly is in her old stomping grounds perks her up immediately.

And no, she does not miss that note of pride, but Eun does not bother to point out everything she notices as Asil talks about his young friend.]

That part of California is diverse and largely inclusive, if nothing else than by the standards of many other cities, but it is also close to two big cities that are not without their share of dangers. Still, having been in his shoes in this particular era, I would say that as long as he's the sort to be cautious in a common sense sort of way, the biggest threats he faces are the stumbling blocks and embarrassments that come from growing into himself, away from the place where he grew up.

[ He does not miss that raised eyebrow. So he will provide a little more context. ]

He is occasionally awkward and yes, learning to be comfortable in his own skin. My worry is largely-- [ his voice drops, sheepishness creeping in. He had not expected to discuss his human friends so soon with Eun, but he finds that it matters to him that she knows. ] Kelly has very limited dating experiences, the least of which was our evening of mismatched expectations due to the meddling of a shithead.

[ See, Kara? He is picking up modern lingo. ]

He asks me for advice on what to wear for dates. I tell him style does not needlessly sacrifice comfort.

[ A soft and low grumble now. ]

It makes no sense to dress to fit the expectations of the other party. They are not on a date with themselves but with you. If they cannot appreciate what you bring to the table, any chance for romance is doomed.

[Oh, now this is a side of him that Eun did not expect to see, and the more that Asil tries to explain, ever so faintly coming off as defensive, the more he seems to double down on showing just how much he cares about Kelly. Eun's small smile widens, and widens as he continues, and she cannot help but be struck with the sensible approach he's imparted to Kelly.

Eun's mouth seeks his for a kiss, full of warmth and a little mirth at Asil's explanations. Acceptance for it.]

So does that mean if I were to pull out my wardrobe from when I was working as a bartender, which runs to risque and eye-catching and not at all elegant, you would appreciate my short shorts and spiked bustier, mi amor?

[ And here is another thing he will tell her one day.

Her kisses are distracting. And he leans into it with interest and not a little heat because her mouth is like heaven. ]

Excuse me? Did I hear you say bustier?

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[Her laugh is low and throaty, and Eun wishes she had her phone with her to show him pictures.]

We did not have uniforms, and I did not wear them every day, but I have several modern bustiers that were meant to be clothing that is seen rather than lingerie beneath other clothes. I wore them at least a couple nights a week. Some of them are a little punk rock, and others a bit simpler...

[She regards him from beneath her lashes as her fingertips begin traveling again, down the center of his chest until her hand can flatting and spread over his side. It's tempting to say more, but she wants to see how he responds first to the bait she's laid.]

[ He breathes, caught up in a new chase - and much curiosity. ]

And would you wear them for me? [ He croons. It is ultimately up to her if she wishes to bring clothing unsuitable for Montana weather out for play. But he can think of many ways that they could put her wardrobe to good use. ]

[Eun likes that he asks. If any of her old dates had asked her to dress up for them, she would have given them a flat stare that spoke volumes for her. But she had brought up the bustiers, and invited him in flirtation to ask if he wanted.

She's already pleased to have this new information, that he wants to see her in a bustier, but the way he croons to her sends a shiver up her spine and has her hand drawing lower to his hip.]

If you promise not to ruin them, I'll even let you pick which one you'd like to see me in first. [Which would mean showing him everything.] I suppose this means if you like bustiers, you'd go wild for a corset?

[ Her words are conjuring such lovely images for his mind to linger on. He smiles at the invitation, at the request that brings to mind how their move to his bedroom began. ]

I would not ruin any clothes you did not explicitly advise me to ruin, mi amor.

[ He lets his hands follow the shape of her again, voice dipping low as he continues: ]

It would please me to see you in these outfits, Eun. Especially if it meant I could unwrap you slowly while making love to you again.

[His words give her other ideas, and Eun settles against him with a gleam in her eyes, and a smile that deepens with his words.]

Put it like that and I think I ought to wrap myself like a present sometime.

[She leans in close once more, as if she might steal another kiss, but instead her words are spoken in sultry tones just shy of his lips.]

I'll have to look through my closet, because while I'd enjoy you making another attempt to take things slowly with us, there is likely one or two I'd sacrifice for the pleasure of having my clothes ripped off of me another time.

[ It is not that he can't help himself - and more that he doesn't want to. Eun is so close, her breath warm against his lips, that it is easier to give into kissing her again. The fingers of one hand fold over her elbow, a small invitation to press against him again. ]

We do not have to go slow again tonight.

[Eun returns his kisses gladly, and at his touch shifts as he invites. Her body turns until she lays atop him once more, legs carefully spreading to rest on either side of him. This time, she does not make an effort to tease him by not touching, but allows the full of her body to press to his.]

I think I'd find it easier to go slower once I've enjoyed being with you more than the one time.

I suspect that I may need more than once.

[ The words leave him in a sigh. His eyes flutter a little at the sensation of her weight settling back over him, desire once more pooling low in his body.

Asil smiles right as he catches her lower lip between his teeth, hands moving over and up spine. ]

I have yet to have my fill of you.

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