Laios's Heart Game

[myhungryass]

It's dark, and you are not quite conscious. You have the sense that you are climbing; that you have been climbing for a long time. You can feel the burn in your thighs, the ache in your calves. You're a little too hot, and what you're wearing is a little too heavy. You have the sense of taking a last weary, heaving step onto a plateau.



You find yourself in a dark, blank place, dominated by a huge, dead monster, building sized, as big as a tower. Each of its enormous heads that you can see laid out before you is easily the size of a ballroom. There is blood on its lips and nostrils, blood crusted around its empty eye-sockets, but there is a feeling of hollowness about it. On second thought, you're not quite sure if it's a corpse or a moult.

There is no sign of the stairs you vaguely remember climbing. You are standing on the surface of some opaque black liquid. It feels almost completely solid under your feet, springy, but your footsteps leave ripples spreading out in rings... all around you is a velvety, impenetrable darkness. The only thing you can see is the vast, lifeless beast in front of you, illuminated as if by spotlights, though no actual light-source can be found.

Its orifices are mostly clogged with blood, but somehow, as you stare at it, one vaulted nostril on the wolf's head begins to seem like an archway... the lolling tongue hanging out of the rhinoceros's head like an entry ramp... the exposed, hollow eye-socket on the eagle's head like a portal...

Of course, if you're not quite ready to step inside a monster, you could keep walking around its body and see what you find.

Comments

[owlimony]

. . .

O-ohhh!

[like, he was thinking hard about the weird magic, he for sure was, and he will remember it later, but right now he's just HEART EYES]

Oh, oh you look. Wow.

[myhungryass]

He grins, showing off little fangs, looking incredibly smug and cocky... but somehow also just a tiny bit shy. "Hehe~ You like it?"

[owlimony]

[his voice is soft and sweet as he makes his way quickly over towards him, framing his face with this hands, leaning down a little to smile at him in return]

I do like it. Very much. You are always beautiful, but you look—happy, as well. I'm so glad.

[myhungryass]

Ohhh, he blushes, nuzzling into Stolas's hands. "This feels like—how I would want to look. I think."

[owlimony]

[scritching his fingers back towards Laios's jaw, into his hair]

Then I feel very lucky to be able to see it.

[myhungryass]

He makes an appreciative little noise and leans into that. Actually, he's purring.

[owlimony]

[trilling a little laugh in response, pressing closer so he can touch their cheeks together, feel the mutual vibration]

[myhungryass]

Laios nuzzles against his face and then kisses him, his own hands finally coming up, the tiger paw resting warm and velveted at the base of Stolas's spine, the bird talons scritching gently through the feathers at the base of his skull.

[owlimony]

Oh—nnh—. . . . . mmmmmhhh . . . ♥

[he knowwwws he has things to talk to Laios about and to show him but hoooooly shiittt that can wait ///////]

[myhungryass]

It can wait until they've gone several rounds right there on the grass, right...? Because Laios is going to be insatiable and very assertive about it now that Stolas has got him going.

[owlimony]

[oh HELLO ♥ ♥ ♥]

[wow you would not think that would fit there but it absolutely does]

[myhungryass]

At some point later, Laios sprawls on his back with Stolas's head pillowed on his chest.

Stolas still feels low-key hungry, and it still doesn't feel like that hunger could be satisfied... but it's not a frantic feeling anymore. It's less a gnawing distraction and more a capacity. An ability to take more in—to taste and eat, and eat. Which at this point might just feel normal, after all that vigorous activity!

Laios is petting him lazily with his paw-hand. "Wow, Stolas."

[owlimony]

Ohhh, you are . . . ♥ ♥ ♥ Wonderful . . . ♥

[breathing hard, cuddling close to him, twiggy arms and legs just draped over him with clingy affection, cheek nuzzling against his chest ///////]

[myhungryass]

You're wonderful. ...want to do it again...?

[owlimony]

Yyyehhhhnnnnnnoooo . . . nnnoo, we can't—

[owlimony]

[okay one more time]

[owlimony]

[BUT THEN!!! we have to be good. sitting on top of Laios, leaning over him, breathing very hard now, feathers utterly askew]

We must focus up for a moment, darling. I do not know how long this will last, and we do have to talk.

[myhungryass]

Laios is still panting too. "Do... we have to...? This is so nice..."

[owlimony]

I am going to be—thinking about this for a while, yes.

But—oh. No. This place . . . do you know what this place is? All of this?

[myhungryass]

He nods. "It's... me, I think. And this is the heart of me."

[owlimony]

Are you . . . aware of what happens? Elsewhere. What exists—before I came here.

[myhungryass]

"Not... really." He frowns, thinking. "If I focus on it, I have kind of a vague idea... but it's more of a feeling than anything. You found my memories that I haven't taken yet...?"

[owlimony]

I did. And you needn't take them, I simply . . .

Part of you realized it was hurting you. So . . .

[myhungryass]

He looks a bit flustered. "It's not like I was trying to put them off. I got distracted by tortellini last night, that's all."

He nuzzles the crown of Stolas's head. "Would you mind sitting with me while I take them?"

[owlimony]

I won't leave your side.