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This is Ginzo's open post. Anything goes.

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[Did you really not notice him before? He looks a bit amused and a bit befuddled. But he's not going to go anywhere unless Oliver's kicking him off.]

Hi.

[loveandlanguish]

[What, there was more important things to take care of first.]

Comfy?

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Yeah, you actually are pretty comfy.

[loveandlanguish]

Are you calling me fat?

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No! Fat and comfy aren't synonyms. You're just less, uh, sharp and pointy than I am.

[loveandlanguish]

Alright. Just checking.

[Snickering at you, Ginsberg. Sorry, it's your own fault you're cute.]

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You're just really, really tall.

[loveandlanguish]

[Oliver glances down to where his feet are dangling off the bottom of the bed.]

You know, I'm not sure I've ever noticed that before, but by jove you may be right.

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Of course you've noticed it before. Just like you've noticed I'm kind of short. Not super short, mind you, just kind of short.

[loveandlanguish]

It works for you, though. You're sort of, you know, compact and everything. Me, I've got to be tall. Can't be king over a load of people when you're shorter then them. Just doesn't work the same.

[And since he's right there and everything, it's not like there's much preventing him from running his fingers through his hair another time.]

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There've been short kings, right? Except they're probably tyrants because they're so mad about being short.

[Yes, please play with his hair. If he were a cat he'd be purring now.]

[loveandlanguish]

And I'm very much not a tyrant, thank you.

[Mostly. Just avoid him on his bad days.

Oliver really does find it fascinating how unabashedly Ginsberg tends to broadcast his emotions. He can feel that contentedness essentially seeping from his pores. It just makes him want to explore what other things he could make him feel.

And for once, that's not even in the dirty way. Mostly.

The hand trails from his hair to rest on the back of his neck, just a light, firm hold for now.]

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I believe you. I think. I mean, I guess a tyrant would probably say that too. But you seem okay. As far as kings go. I figure most of you like power a lot, anyway.

[He's completely hopeless at hiding just about any emotion, good or bad. When he feels happy, it's just as obvious as when he feels panicked and afraid. And right now, leaning into that hand on the back of his neck, it's clear that he's relishing every affectionate touch.]

[loveandlanguish]

You'd be sort of wasted as a king if you didn't like power.

[And Oberon does - oh he very much does. And not even big, showy power like having someone executed. Little power, like the power he feels right now by raking his fingernails on his skin and feeling the goosebumps rise up. That's just as interesting.]

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I guess so. That's why I'd be a shitty king.

[Well, if he wants to use his kingly powers for nice things like neck scratches, Ginsberg sure isn't going to protest.]

[loveandlanguish]

We could at some point check the door, you know.

[But again. Moving. Moving seems unnecessary.]

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We could at some point, yeah.

[But it's so comfy here. And he hasn't had this much affection in so long. Just give him... A couple more minutes.]

[loveandlanguish]

We'll stay here as long as you need to.

[It's kind of amazing in the span of a few hours to go from near panic, to not even wanting to leave, Oliver is just going to bask in his smugness about that for a bit.]

Seems like you need to do more of this is your normal life.

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[If there's one thing that's always been true about Ginsberg, it's that his emotions and desires come and go very quickly. A couple hours seems totally logical for a shift from utter panic to sheer enjoyment.]

Well, I don't do any of it in my normal life. It's just not the kind of thing you can do with everyone, and I get the feeling that people'd think I was kind of weird if I brought it up.

[loveandlanguish]

Luckily for you I've been informed by several reliable sources that I am very weird, so you never have to worry about any of that with me.

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You're pretty weird. But it's the good kind. You remind me of a friend of mine, except more kingly and less stoned.

[loveandlanguish]

I could be stoned if that'd make you more comfortable.

[Hey did say he can grow plants at will.]

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No, I'm kind of enjoying how weird you are without the benefit of drugs. Like me.

[loveandlanguish]

You know, I think that's the nicest compliment anyone's given me in a long time.

[C'mere, let him kiss your head and give you a little squeeze, you're so cute.]

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[Oh no, now he's blushing. And he can't even hide it.]

Well, uh, thanks, I think. Although I don't know if comparing you to me counts as a compliment really.