[but he'll let himself be pulled in-- it's easiest with their height difference to just tuck his head under wei wuxian's chin, an arm winding around his waist.]
...but you all figured one out eventually, anyway.
[His laugh is about as light and airy as it usually is, because Wei Wuxian is a champion at pretending things don't affect him!! Good work, team.
He'll pull Chuuya in closer though, pressing close and running his hands down his side without hesitation because he's a cursed man.]
One out of two is still hardly our best, but I suppose it's better than none, especially considering we didn't actually figure much out...
[Bad!! He distracts himself from that by shoving his cold fingers under Chuuya's shirt after untucking it since Chuuya's probably the kind of slick asshole who tucks his suit shirts in huh]
No, not really, but it looks like it's still worked out in one case.
[Chuuya is absolutely a shirt-tucked-in kind of guy, so yes, Wei Wuxian has to untuck it first... he stifles a yelp at the touch of those coldass fingers, his own hands sliding right into those open robes to... give his side a little pinch. Ya lil shit.]
Oi, how are your hands so cold-- warm them up before you touch me!
[FUCK U CHUUYA he squirms away from the hand, making a displeased sound and then shooting him - or the top of his head, at least - a punkass look. Y'know, as if he didn't deserve that.
Anyway, being both a brat and exceedingly cursed:]
That's too much work! I don't have time for that! What am I supposed to do, just stick them under hot water until it's a satisfying temperature? Aiyo, warm them up for me, would you?
[He says, as he just frigidly gropes his way across the whole of Chuuya's chest like the little demon he is.]
[i wish wwx was put off by being scooped up and carried by this tiny angry ginger man, but no, he absolutely loves it... He throws his arms around Chuuya's neck, one hand immediately reaching up to thread through his hair, and bursts into a fit of laughter that he can't even blame alcohol on. He's just like this!]
Well! That's one way to do it! Very well, very well - at least let me take my clothes off before you throw me in, though. These get so heavy in the water that I'd be pulled to the bottom and drown, haha!
[This is entirely untrue by virtue of Wei Wuxian being a strongass swimmer, but who wants to deal with 30 pounds of soggy robes!! Not even he does!
Apparently that's. That's his only potential gripe about taking this out to the fuckin deck, though.]
[he's an asshole like this why are you letting him carry you away, wei wuxian!!
Chuuya leaves his hat behind, slipping off his shoes before opening his office door onto the pool deck; he'll carry Wei Wuxian right over to one of the hot tubs, setting him down nearby so that he can slip those robes off his shoulders. No one is here. It's fine.]
C'mon, get in, you're gonna freeze more if you stand out here.
Then at least your lovely face will be the last thing I get to see, hm?
[JUST DROWN HIM AND SOLVE SO MANY PROBLEMS, CHUUYA!!
But i guess today is not death's lucky day, god. He seems reluctant to let Chuuya slip too far away from him, huffing petulantly but starting to shrug out of his million layers of robes, socks, boots, why does he have so much fabric on his person damn. All of the million things he carries is shoved off to the side too, before he slips into the water and holds his hands out.]
Come, come! You'll hardly notice the cold in here.
Lovely, huh...? We're already here, you don't have to try to charm me.
[Fuckinnn cursed. Anyway, this is where Chuuya also strips off his many layers and they fuck in the hot tub, in public, while Chuuya refuses to let Wei Wuxian stifle himself like at all because he's a terrible asshole like that. Hate it!
The hot tub is nice, though, so he's going to stay here and chill afterward, just letting himself rest against Wei Wuxian like he's a human sized pillow.]
...not bad. Maybe we really should do this more often.
[bold of you to assume wwx would even bother trying to stifle himself because he absolutely would not so good fucking luck anyone else who was walking around the deck at this time
ANYWAY he's a post-bang cuddler, so he's entirely comfortable just hanging out in this hot tub they just defiled, arms wrapped around Chuuya and peppering the top of his head and side of his face with affectionate little pecks. He's content? He's content and he shows it.]
We should, I agree! The only danger is I feel like I could fall asleep here and now, you know?
[Despite sounding wide-awake... Just let him drown in the hot tub, it's what he deserves.]
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[but he'll let himself be pulled in-- it's easiest with their height difference to just tuck his head under wei wuxian's chin, an arm winding around his waist.]
...but you all figured one out eventually, anyway.
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[His laugh is about as light and airy as it usually is, because Wei Wuxian is a champion at pretending things don't affect him!! Good work, team.
He'll pull Chuuya in closer though, pressing close and running his hands down his side without hesitation because he's a cursed man.]
One out of two is still hardly our best, but I suppose it's better than none, especially considering we didn't actually figure much out...
[Bad!! He distracts himself from that by shoving his cold fingers under Chuuya's shirt after untucking it since Chuuya's probably the kind of slick asshole who tucks his suit shirts in huh]
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[Chuuya is absolutely a shirt-tucked-in kind of guy, so yes, Wei Wuxian has to untuck it first... he stifles a yelp at the touch of those coldass fingers, his own hands sliding right into those open robes to... give his side a little pinch. Ya lil shit.]
Oi, how are your hands so cold-- warm them up before you touch me!
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Anyway, being both a brat and exceedingly cursed:]
That's too much work! I don't have time for that! What am I supposed to do, just stick them under hot water until it's a satisfying temperature? Aiyo, warm them up for me, would you?
[He says, as he just frigidly gropes his way across the whole of Chuuya's chest like the little demon he is.]
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[That one's definitely a yelp, and he's shoving at Wei Wuxian's hands with a shiver... cold! Cold cold cold!!]
...y'know what, though, that's not a bad idea.
[punkass necromancers get SCOOPS
so Chuuya is basically just gathering him right up into his arms to haul him off, heading for the door.]
We're going to the hot tubs, that ought to warm your frigid ass up.
[someone is tipsy enough to not care that those are just, like, out there. on the deck. in public.]
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Well! That's one way to do it! Very well, very well - at least let me take my clothes off before you throw me in, though. These get so heavy in the water that I'd be pulled to the bottom and drown, haha!
[This is entirely untrue by virtue of Wei Wuxian being a strongass swimmer, but who wants to deal with 30 pounds of soggy robes!! Not even he does!
Apparently that's. That's his only potential gripe about taking this out to the fuckin deck, though.]
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[he's an asshole like this why are you letting him carry you away, wei wuxian!!
Chuuya leaves his hat behind, slipping off his shoes before opening his office door onto the pool deck; he'll carry Wei Wuxian right over to one of the hot tubs, setting him down nearby so that he can slip those robes off his shoulders. No one is here. It's fine.]
C'mon, get in, you're gonna freeze more if you stand out here.
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[JUST DROWN HIM AND SOLVE SO MANY PROBLEMS, CHUUYA!!
But i guess today is not death's lucky day, god. He seems reluctant to let Chuuya slip too far away from him, huffing petulantly but starting to shrug out of his million layers of robes, socks, boots, why does he have so much fabric on his person damn. All of the million things he carries is shoved off to the side too, before he slips into the water and holds his hands out.]
Come, come! You'll hardly notice the cold in here.
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[Fuckinnn cursed. Anyway, this is where Chuuya also strips off his many layers and they fuck in the hot tub, in public, while Chuuya refuses to let Wei Wuxian stifle himself like at all because he's a terrible asshole like that. Hate it!
The hot tub is nice, though, so he's going to stay here and chill afterward, just letting himself rest against Wei Wuxian like he's a human sized pillow.]
...not bad. Maybe we really should do this more often.
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ANYWAY he's a post-bang cuddler, so he's entirely comfortable just hanging out in this hot tub they just defiled, arms wrapped around Chuuya and peppering the top of his head and side of his face with affectionate little pecks. He's content? He's content and he shows it.]
We should, I agree! The only danger is I feel like I could fall asleep here and now, you know?
[Despite sounding wide-awake... Just let him drown in the hot tub, it's what he deserves.]