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[splittingheadache]

[The more she scrubs, the more he scrunches!! Has she considered, perhaps, that he wants it there???

Slightly muttered, just thanks to the way his face is pinched up all stupid --]

- Not at all. I have no issues with such a thing.
Why would I...?

[abnormalizes]

I don't know? Maybe you don't want to even pretend to marry me, I wouldn't be offended.

[splittingheadache]

Mmh. Evangeline...

[Okay, reaching up to hold her face, now. Just with one hand - the other's still wrapped around her in a half hug.]

... Look. I will lay this on the table plainly -
When it comes to real life, I have no interest in marrying anyone, ever. My lifestyle does not allow for it -
Marriage isn't something you can give away to multiple people. And I only have so many fingers for rings, anyway.
And no matter how you cut it, I would make a terrible spouse.

But when it comes to acting, I will take any role that I deem fun. And being a cursed, horrid monster taking from its sacrificial bride whatever it wishes?
That sounds fun.

[abnormalizes]

Oh! That's good. I think real life marriage is a lot for me right now anyway, to be honest.

[splittingheadache]

...

[His face scrunches again, but more out of realization than anything else.]

... Why are we discussing this like it's a possibility in the first place?
It's not as though I'm your boyfriend.

[They're just friends! ... Aren't they?]

[abnormalizes]

[Immediately:] It's not! We're just friends! I just meant, you know, in general?

[splittingheadache]

- Right. In general.

[The tone he's pulling is the "just checking" kind. Because -
They're just friends. He's just her friend. That's all.]

At any rate... I don't mind playing the part of a horrible monster you've been forced to marry, no.
If that interests you.

[abnormalizes]

It would interest me a lot.

-What about you? Are there any roleplays you'd want to try?

[splittingheadache]

Me?

[Blinking at her in surprise, like he didn't expect her to ask for something like that from him.
After a moment... he moves back in to cuddle against her shoulder again, letting out a thoughtful hum.

...

He hasn't pulled out yet, of course.]

I'm... not sure, to be frank with you. I've yet to think of such a thing - I've never had a reason to before we met.
Perhaps...

A reversal of one we've done? A collar and leash, but you're the one holding it? ... With a muzzle, perhaps...

[abnormalizes]

[Of course not, why would he.]

I could do that. As long as you're willing to hear me call you a good boy.

[splittingheadache]

[Truly, why would he?? As far as he's concerned, he's comfy here.]

... Is that not the point?

[abnormalizes]

Some people are more into the punishment aspect?

[splittingheadache]

[Another face scrunch, even though she can't see it.]

I may like being called a whore in bed and used until my makeup runs, but I don't want to be punished.
I'd much rather be treated as if my mere existence is worth praising.

Because it is.

[abnormalizes]

You're absolutely right. You're so good to me, I'll praise you all you want.

puts this in ur hands

[splittingheadache]

Oh, really? All I want?

[Looking up at her expectantly, batting his eyelashes...]

[abnormalizes]

[Gently cupping his cheeks in her hands.]

As much as you deserve. Not only are you stunning and beautiful, the most precious pearl in all of Ellipsa, but you're sweet and thoughtful and giving, willing to play this part for me despite your own hangups, pushing yourself to hold out to make sure I'm satisfied. You make my soul sing.

[splittingheadache]

....

[Staring, wide-eyed, as she doles out so much sincere and touching praise that he doesn't know what to do with...
He can't help blinking once or twice, silent for a moment.

... Only to then settle into her hands, bringing one of his own up to cover hers.]

You know I would do anything for you, Evangeline. Much of that, though, are things only you get to see...

[abnormalizes]

That you're willing to show yourself to me is an honor and a privilege I don't take lightly.

[She rubs her thumb lightly over his skin.]

[splittingheadache]

[And it's the hand that thumb's attached to that he leans in further, seeking out that touch.]

Well - it's... I'm - truly, I'm not that special... to call it an honor, of all things...

[abnormalizes]

You're special to me. Completely irreplaceable.

[She leans in to kiss his forehead.]

[splittingheadache]

[Forehead: kissed! Face: scrunched!
And it's all matched with a huff, of course... though he does lean up to kiss her nose in return before she can pull too far away.]

... I hope you know, then, that I feel the same for you.

[abnormalizes]

I know. -It'd be hard to forget. I'm sure if I asked you for praise, you'd come up with something that would make me feel faint.

[splittingheadache]

Indeed I would. ... I do enjoy making you feel that way, after all -
But I'll spare you. This time.

[For now.

Instead... he's going to shake his head a little to free himself from her hands, purely so he can dip back in and cuddle against her neck.]

... Thank you for inviting me to do this with you.
I know that... I do not have to thank you. But I want to, regardless. So... thank you.

[abnormalizes]

I was going to thank you for agreeing to do it? Thank you, honeybug.

[Time to play with his hair in the afterglow, one of her favorite times.]

[splittingheadache]

[Something that's quickly becoming one of his favorite times, too.]

And just why would I need to be thanked? I enjoyed every second - it's not as though I made myself do this for you.