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[brushoff]

"You've reached the inbox of one Dorian Gray. Don't forget to leave me a message. If you're interesting, I'll get back to you."

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Re: audio

[epistemological]

Only one animal was mine originally.

And Sandy doesn't even sleep here.

Re: audio

[brushoff]

How big is Sandy going to get anyway?

Re: audio

[epistemological]

Gargantuan, I believe. But not for some time.

Re: audio

[brushoff]

That's the point when you need to go full Born Free and drop it back off at the Planet of the Sandworms to live in peace with it's own kind.

Re: audio

[epistemological]

I'd have to start out quite a bit before that to be able to transport her there.

Re: audio

[brushoff]

Better that happens than you have a giant fucking sandworm that you can't deal with.

Re: audio

[epistemological]

I should probably ask the Admiral if, um, he'd be able to provide transport in that case. Just as a precaution.

Re: audio

[brushoff]

You think? [ he dryly, sarcastically responds. ]

Re: audio

[epistemological]

[ You're getting a Look, Dorian. ]

You say that as if she wasn't dumped in my lap by someone else in between a dozen other ridiculous insane things. It's not as if I've had time to think about it.

Re: audio

[brushoff]

Knock on wood, things should be calmer now for a bit, [ he shrugs. ] You've got time now.

Re: audio

[epistemological]

Hopefully. He still swerves into situations where our worst nightmares are shown on reflective surfaces far too often.

Re: audio

[brushoff]

Maybe we'll get our greatest desires on reflective surfaces next time. I wouldn't mind staring at shirtless James Dean all day.

[ His greatest desire would be Toby the dead vampire boyfriend and they both know it. ]

Re: audio

[epistemological]

I wonder if I'll be able to read a book off of the screen.

[ They both know his wouldn't be a book. But it's hard to say what it would be. Even Jon doesn't know. ]

Re: audio

[brushoff]

Only if it's a small one. You'll ruin your eyes otherwise.

Re: audio

[epistemological]

Thankfully, I have a lot of them.

Re: audio

[brushoff]

Bullshit you do.

[ wait a moment ]

Is this a metaphor thing?

Re: audio

[epistemological]

[ That's a snort. ]

Not even remotely.

I thought you knew?

Re: audio

[brushoff]

Darling, I'm the poster child for narcissism and also a bit of an idiot. Generally speaking, it's safe to assume I don't know things.

Re: audio

[epistemological]

You're not-

[ No, all right, he's not going to be that complimentary. He huffs a laugh before turning a wry smile on Dorian. ]

I suppose you'd like to-

Re: audio

[brushoff]

Yes please.

[ show him the eyes!!! ]

Re: audio

[epistemological]

[ Jon will nod, but he'll hold up a finger and gently reach over to tug Winifred away over to the den. He'll wait until she's circled around on the floor and one of the cats has wandered over before he turns back to Dorian.

And then it starts, the feeling, the sensation of eyes, so many eyes, like a crowd all around him, at every angle, watching and looking and drinking him in. Looking through him and past him, simultaneously focused on every feature and seeing past it to the man within.

Like the brush of eyelashes against his soul, so close there's almost no room to breathe, a dozen dozen eyes of all colors and shapes and intensities but all of them somehow Jon, in Jon, of Jon. And when he speaks, there's a certain depth to his voice, something gripping and thick like a syrup on the skin, that is at once thrilling and terrifying. ]

It's worse when I'm hungry.

Re: audio

[brushoff]

[ Oh.

Oh hell.

That's intoxicating.

Dorian blinks slightly looking at Jon as his eyes widen, as he takes in every detail of the man. The thing about Dorian is that he's a paradox. He's got terrible self-image and terrible self-esteem but at the same time, he absolutely adores being looked at and being adored. And this? Whatever Jon's got going on right now? It's making his narcissism go into full gear. ]

Oh I love this, [ Dorian murmurs, letting out a small little laugh as he just indulges in the feeling of being watched. It's enticing. He loves it. ] How deep can you see?

Re: audio

[epistemological]

You shouldn't. [ But even the wry tone doesn't quite take away from the tactile nature of his words right now, the warning like a finger up his spine as delicate as a feather. ] And all the way down, of course. Farther than you'd ever want. And farther than that.

Re: audio

[brushoff]

[ And in this moment Dorian suddenly gets ASMR. Because this sensation, the tingles on the back of his spine and down his neck...he can indulge in this forever. ]

I do a lot of things I shouldn't, [ he murmurs, absolutely enthralled by Jon in this current state. ] Go deeper.

Re: audio

[epistemological]

[ His power wouldn't be quite so much trouble if it didn't ache to be used, want him to do just that, feel good when he invades someone's mind and heart and soul and learns more about them. There's a part of this that feels intensely sensual and then past that, almost invasively sexual, as he strips Dorian down: his skin, his bones, sensations and flesh and all the things that are none of those things, that only exist because of firings in the meat he keeps within his skull, peering into every crevice, every hollow, into the spaces between the fibers of his being. If it was the flutter of eyelashes before, now it is touch, slow and thorough and examining every inch of him, endlessly fascinated.

And the strange, predatory urge behind it that is Jon and is not Jon, that is Archivist and Gateway and terror, that is him and not him, that sees his fears and his hopes and his dreams, his weakness and his pain and every moment he spends overwhelmed and terrified and when Jon speaks again, there is the feeling that he could devour him, every bit of him, whole just like that. ]

I can't forget any of this, Dorian.

[ All he can do like this is take. ]