Dismissive of your elders as always, Kaoru-kun . . . You'll make this old man cry.
( it's a remark that's mostly fluff; all form with no substance as he takes a moment to pull together a sensible reply. in truth, he's grateful kaoru hasn't changed fundamentally in the time since his arrival, whenever that was. true, it's not like there's a high chance of that happening, but... he's seen things; been through a thing or two. there's always a chance something could happen to shake them up; they, who were from an otherwise average, ordinary world.
he settles for patting the bed, inviting kaoru to sit, too. not, like, patting too close to him, in case kaoru is worried about cooties or whatever he'd go on about, but, you know. he can tell there's a little strain in kaoru's demeanor, not yet used to the excess eroticism of this city. rei, comparatively, hardly batted an eye when he heard those noises; it was all too common here. )
Though you may have been designated "Dominant," take care you aren't taken advantage of, Kaoru-kun. The nature of this city isn't as straightforward as it might seem. It would be to your benefit if we were to remain in touch.
( ominous and cryptic; classic rei.
he continues, conceding: )
... However, loathe as I am to acquiesce to your criticism, you're not incorrect. The color of my mark is... ( mmm, a beat. ) Submissives are expected to grovel, generally. Not speak unless spoken to; remain receptacles for the will of Dominants; et cetera . . . I can darken the color of my mark somewhat by "behaving" in certain ways, but our distaste for this hierarchy is the same.
If I were to behave as expected, I would be unable to help anyone . . . I might not have been able to even meet you, Kaoru-kun. And if to check in on one of my own is what makes me aberrant, then it's a risk I accept.
Besides . . . you musn't underestimate me so much. ( a faint grin works its way back on his lips. ) I am a creature of the night, aren't I? It's no easy task to catch darkness itself to cage it.
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( it's a remark that's mostly fluff; all form with no substance as he takes a moment to pull together a sensible reply. in truth, he's grateful kaoru hasn't changed fundamentally in the time since his arrival, whenever that was. true, it's not like there's a high chance of that happening, but... he's seen things; been through a thing or two. there's always a chance something could happen to shake them up; they, who were from an otherwise average, ordinary world.
he settles for patting the bed, inviting kaoru to sit, too. not, like, patting too close to him, in case kaoru is worried about cooties or whatever he'd go on about, but, you know. he can tell there's a little strain in kaoru's demeanor, not yet used to the excess eroticism of this city. rei, comparatively, hardly batted an eye when he heard those noises; it was all too common here. )
Though you may have been designated "Dominant," take care you aren't taken advantage of, Kaoru-kun. The nature of this city isn't as straightforward as it might seem. It would be to your benefit if we were to remain in touch.
( ominous and cryptic; classic rei.
he continues, conceding: )
... However, loathe as I am to acquiesce to your criticism, you're not incorrect. The color of my mark is... ( mmm, a beat. ) Submissives are expected to grovel, generally. Not speak unless spoken to; remain receptacles for the will of Dominants; et cetera . . . I can darken the color of my mark somewhat by "behaving" in certain ways, but our distaste for this hierarchy is the same.
If I were to behave as expected, I would be unable to help anyone . . . I might not have been able to even meet you, Kaoru-kun. And if to check in on one of my own is what makes me aberrant, then it's a risk I accept.
Besides . . . you musn't underestimate me so much. ( a faint grin works its way back on his lips. ) I am a creature of the night, aren't I? It's no easy task to catch darkness itself to cage it.