[Unfortunately he's just stubborn and likes to argue. Being kissed shuts him up though, and he's receptive...which means he goes for biting awfully fast.]
[That's fine with Thancred! He'll return the aggression, rough and full of teeth. This time he's not resisting pressing up against Vergil, either, or running his hands through his hair and pulling.]
[Oh no, he's been found out quickly. Inevitable with the general tone of this, but it's still a thrill to be treated so rough. He's subdued in reactions normally, but in not expected his hair to be pulled, Thancred does earn a small surprised, but pleased noise.
He takes the back of Thancred's neck, and digs his nails in in return.]
[Thancred's not the loudest either, usually. But he's trying to both seduce and embarrass Vergil so he's holding nothing back now. He makes a low soft sound into Vergil's mouth, then moves his kiss to his jaw, biting there too. If Vergil doesn't want him to leave marks, he'll have to fight him into behaving. That's what they enjoy about eachother, after all.]
Somehow that makes him laugh, as much as he can when it takes the wind out of him for a moment. But then he grabs a fistful of Thancred's hair and yanks it to the side, full force.
And stomps on his foot because this man is mature and grown.]
[Look, he knows Vergil by now. This is practically romantic. Thancred curses, teeth gritted, and whines for a moment.]
At least refrain from pulling it out!
[He complains, but as soon as he can pry Vergil's fingers loose from his hair he's putting hands on his shoulders and hopping up -- now with legs around Vergil's waist he is taller, and can kiss him from a new angle!]
But, [he murmurs against his lips,] I knew you would like that.
[How dare Thancred make this in any way pleasant. It's extremely annoying! He grumbles, and though it's hesitant he does hold the back of Thancred's neck and around his waist.]
Please. Don't get so full of yourself.
[Thancred's made his own throat more accessible though, and even though Vergil pushed him away, he will absolutely bite hard at Thancred's neck, dragging his teeth.]
[For a moment, perhaps unexpectedly, he flinches unpleasantly at teeth on his neck. There's an instant where he's frozen stiff, blinking rapidly up at the ceiling, but he banishes it quickly enough, and instead just tilts his head to the side to expose his throat further.
[...It's hard not to notice that. He pauses, not sure what to do. As much as he wants to fuck Thancred out of anger and spite, he does like him? If that's fear, then that's not something he wants to inflict?]
Hmph, then I suggest switching to my area of expertise. Don't you think being stabbed a little will be more fun?
[Hmph! He notes the hesitation, and it makes him grumpy. The last thing Thancred wants is for a silly reflex to get between him and a good time. On a serious level, it's that he'd rather die than be coddled over trauma he's trying to ignore. On a surface level, though, he's just really turned on and doesn't want to stop.
So he's going to dismiss the entire hiccup and nibble on Vergil's ear.]
[God he should just be! a pillow queen! and not give Thancred the satisfaction of any reciprocation!
He can't bring himself to do that, even if he's realising he's gotten in over his head. Especially for that reason actually.
Instead he grimaces like he absolutely hates having his ear bitten, even though he turns a bit red, and absolutely unceremoniously dumps Thancred in the general vicinity of the bed. Not concerned with whether he falls to the floor instead.]
[He does, in fact, hit the floor. With a comical little yelp, even. But that's the kind of treatment he expects from Vergil, so rather than whine about it he'll just kick him in the ankles a bit, before dragging himself up to the bed.]
Well, fortunately for you I'm not nearly so insecure.
[The level of dexterity of Vergil's tail is new, but Thancred's definitely banged plenty of people with tails in general, so he's not particularly weirded out by it. Thus he can just enjoy it, making a soft pleased sound under his breath as he reaches out to tug Vergil closer.
Tail kink is fine but he wants intimacy! Physical intimacy, at least. Emotions are bad.]
I am far too handsome to be below anyone's standards, and you know it.
[Good, because Vergil likes his demon parts, he refuses not to make use of them wherever possible.
Physical intimacy on the other hand, that's dangerous, that's what's going to make him actually enjoy this which is terrible! His brow furrows when he's pulled down, but he tries to distract with yanking on Thancred's shirt to pull it off.]
Do I? Sorry to disappoint you, but I couldn't care less about things like that.
[He'll stop tugging long enough for his shirt to be pulled off! Underneath he has quite a few more tattoos. Aside from the ones visible on the sides of his neck, there are scattered symbols here and there, not seeming to match eachother in any particular way except that they're flat colours. If Vergil has seen Lahabrea's dumb glowy face symbol, that is there, in red at the hollow of his throat. Everything else is unfamiliar!
Thancred would rather not deal with commentary on them, though, so he's trying to get Vergil undressed too!]
[Did they see the symbol during the ideal world? Either way he's not thinking about it, and he knows the throat tattoos are for a reason, so Thancred's in luck that Vergil isn't about to question any of it.
He's reluctant to let Thancred undress him, purely out of spite, but he'll relent with a bit of insistence. Fine, he doesn't want his clothes to stink. He's wearing things from Baritones as usual, so maybe it isn't quite so bad as Taisho layers could be...but not much better, considering it means he's wearing a full suit. He'll at least help shrug off his coat, get it around his wings and tail, which means letting go of Thancred's thigh.]
Oh? But you seemed like the hot-blooded type to me...
[He cannot help cracking a bad joke. Sorry Vergil.
Not that Thancred hasn't also been known to layer but c'mon. He wanted to complain. He's pretty efficient in pulling clothes off of someone though, once he's allowed to. The wings are a pain but he wants! To touch some muscles! So he'll get to them one way or another.]
[He flinches again! But this time it's a good one, judging by the positively lewd sound he makes in response. He doesn't mind biting -- he doesn't want to mind biting. A little roughness is fun, after all.
And he has a bare chest to explore! Which, of course, he does, with eager and dexterous hands rough from swordplay, fingertips finding curves and dips and memorizing them just in case this happens again.]
[Between the touch and satisfaction of dragging a nice response out, his breath falls a little heavier, definitely faster. And he craves any intimacy or contact more than he wants to admit, so he leans into Thancred's hands, and runs one of his own up his side and around to hold by his shoulder blade.
While he's covered in scars now from Betrayal, normally having a body that heals so thoroughly, his own hands are probably surprisingly soft.]
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I see you are even more shy than I thought. Come here.
[He takes Vergil's face in his hands, and tries to yank him down into a kiss. Clearly this is going to require more of a warm up.]
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He takes the back of Thancred's neck, and digs his nails in in return.]
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I am not explaining this to anyone.
[It is absolutely growled, and then he's pushing Thancred further from the door, twisting the front of his shirt in his fingers.]
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[That is exactly what he expected, and he accepts the manhandling with a smirk.
And then he tries to punch Vergil in the stomach. Because of course, the best method of seduction is violence!]
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Somehow that makes him laugh, as much as he can when it takes the wind out of him for a moment. But then he grabs a fistful of Thancred's hair and yanks it to the side, full force.
And stomps on his foot because this man is mature and grown.]
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At least refrain from pulling it out!
[He complains, but as soon as he can pry Vergil's fingers loose from his hair he's putting hands on his shoulders and hopping up -- now with legs around Vergil's waist he is taller, and can kiss him from a new angle!]
But, [he murmurs against his lips,] I knew you would like that.
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Please. Don't get so full of yourself.
[Thancred's made his own throat more accessible though, and even though Vergil pushed him away, he will absolutely bite hard at Thancred's neck, dragging his teeth.]
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He's fine it's fine don't question it.]
Mm? But this is my realm of expertise...
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Hmph, then I suggest switching to my area of expertise. Don't you think being stabbed a little will be more fun?
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[Hmph! He notes the hesitation, and it makes him grumpy. The last thing Thancred wants is for a silly reflex to get between him and a good time. On a serious level, it's that he'd rather die than be coddled over trauma he's trying to ignore. On a surface level, though, he's just really turned on and doesn't want to stop.
So he's going to dismiss the entire hiccup and nibble on Vergil's ear.]
Unless you'd rather be stabbed yourself.
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He can't bring himself to do that, even if he's realising he's gotten in over his head. Especially for that reason actually.
Instead he grimaces like he absolutely hates having his ear bitten, even though he turns a bit red, and absolutely unceremoniously dumps Thancred in the general vicinity of the bed. Not concerned with whether he falls to the floor instead.]
Certainly not by you.
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Well, fortunately for you I'm not nearly so insecure.
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Hardly insecure to have some standards.
[While he keeps standing there, his tail coils around Thancred's thigh. The barbed cluster near the end brushing against his cock through his pants.]
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Tail kink is fine but he wants intimacy! Physical intimacy, at least. Emotions are bad.]
I am far too handsome to be below anyone's standards, and you know it.
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Physical intimacy on the other hand, that's dangerous, that's what's going to make him actually enjoy this which is terrible! His brow furrows when he's pulled down, but he tries to distract with yanking on Thancred's shirt to pull it off.]
Do I? Sorry to disappoint you, but I couldn't care less about things like that.
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[He'll stop tugging long enough for his shirt to be pulled off! Underneath he has quite a few more tattoos. Aside from the ones visible on the sides of his neck, there are scattered symbols here and there, not seeming to match eachother in any particular way except that they're flat colours. If Vergil has seen Lahabrea's dumb glowy face symbol, that is there, in red at the hollow of his throat. Everything else is unfamiliar!
Thancred would rather not deal with commentary on them, though, so he's trying to get Vergil undressed too!]
Why must you wear so many layers?
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He's reluctant to let Thancred undress him, purely out of spite, but he'll relent with a bit of insistence. Fine, he doesn't want his clothes to stink. He's wearing things from Baritones as usual, so maybe it isn't quite so bad as Taisho layers could be...but not much better, considering it means he's wearing a full suit. He'll at least help shrug off his coat, get it around his wings and tail, which means letting go of Thancred's thigh.]
I get cold.
[Also, style points]
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[He cannot help cracking a bad joke. Sorry Vergil.
Not that Thancred hasn't also been known to layer but c'mon. He wanted to complain. He's pretty efficient in pulling clothes off of someone though, once he's allowed to. The wings are a pain but he wants! To touch some muscles! So he'll get to them one way or another.]
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...He does laugh a bit though, unfortunately he likes a bad joke.]
Hah, can't it be both?
[Before Thancred can properly finish, once his shirt's open, he yanks him closer to bite at his shoulder.]
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[He flinches again! But this time it's a good one, judging by the positively lewd sound he makes in response. He doesn't mind biting -- he doesn't want to mind biting. A little roughness is fun, after all.
And he has a bare chest to explore! Which, of course, he does, with eager and dexterous hands rough from swordplay, fingertips finding curves and dips and memorizing them just in case this happens again.]
Apparently so.
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While he's covered in scars now from Betrayal, normally having a body that heals so thoroughly, his own hands are probably surprisingly soft.]
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