April Catch-All (semi-open)

[towards_okeanos]

Who: Iskandar and ...
When: Aereuer
Where: All over Aefenglom
What: Event stuff, full moons, all the (very limited) Aereuer mayhem
Warnings: A possibility for nsfw in full moon. I will update as needed.


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[kuroi_taiyo]

[ This was the first time, after six previous full moons, that Judar had slept in. While the faun was generally a pretty light sleeper, the previous months had left him with an agitation and restlessness that struck so early, it would be a full couple days beforehand and last until well after. So early morning day-of was a far later wake up than previous months. Today, he wouldn't have remembered that today was one with full moons until he went to the bathroom.

The signs wouldn't be absolutely prominent until the evening, but even now he can see a bit of yellow in the skin. It's something that would take a more proper golden look to it, when his hair gets even shaggier and the fur gets even thicker. It'd left him confused for a few seconds before realizing, and also remembering the thing that Iskandar had requested of them; to stay in. Which meant... He wouldn't really need the protective boots, right? They were meant to protect the hooves that were damaged, and by now it's almost grown all the way through. Without going out...

A day to get used to walking without those things, and probably the only time someone has gotten to get a good look at their bronze color; They were filthy in the dungeons, and damaged, and he was running in all sorts of things the few days before, with melting snow or whatever else was going on. While inside, it was sort of a freedom. (As long as he stayed off of tile and linoleum. The boots gave traction. )

Hearing something ahead in the kitchen, after pulling a yawn out of himself, he speaks just loud enough for his voice to reach while he was still by the bathroom. ]

Someone's already awake?

[ He felt sedated compared to previous months. Then again, the bond stabilized the faun's brain that had him feeling tranquil. Maybe a mix of adjusting and there being a recovery period? It wasn't really something Judar thought about before. ]

[towards_okeanos]

[First answer to his call is laughter. By the sheer volume Judar can instantly identify who's making all the noise in the kitchen.]

Ah! Judar! So you're awake! Excellent! Come to the kitchen if you want breakfast.

[Iskandar always wake up right before the dawn. There might not be a need for it any longer. Still, it's not a habit he's willing to quit. So he's on his feet for a few hours already, slipping out of his bed at the break of dawn, careful not to wake up Waver. He's been on his usual run around the neighbourhood.
Now he's in the kitchen, wearing a striped linen apron and hovering over the stove with an expression of intense concentration. There's already a large plate on the table with a steaming stack of freshly fried pancakes.
His plan is to take them back to his bedroom and only then wake up Waver. But he's more willing to share and even more eager for company.]

[kuroi_taiyo]

[ 'Awake' is certainly a nebulous term for Judar, because he wasn't completely sure he was. Then again, until this past month, it was hard to believe that Judar really slept, just sneaking micro-sleeps and naps in wherever he could. Really though, what he called 'feeling sedated' was just stable and in some kind of peace. He certainly wasn't as full of energy as Iskandar was right now, though.

Give him a bit, and as the night grows closer, however... ]

Smells good.

[ He'll definitely go into the kitchen to sniff around at the plate of pancakes, and to lean against Iskandar's arm to look over at his active task. Just a bit of watching, a bit of contact, a little toying with the edges of the apron. ]

How long've you been cooking, anyway?

[ It seemed like a lot of work, just by the size of the stack. He'll probably eat in a bit; Judar was never quick to fill his stomach. ]

[towards_okeanos]

[There's a jar of honey on the table along with a bowl of chopped nuts. Both indicators that Iskandar most likely had some idea what he trying to achieve with his cooking.]

A while.

[He flips the pancake to the other side and only then looks over his shoulder with a wide smile.]

Did the divine smells of my superb cooking lure you in?

[If the grin was not enough of a hint that he's joking there's also the reality of their daily life. There is a reason why Iskandar usually goes to buy them dinner instead of making it himself. He can make something decent but he doesn't like to eat anything that's just decent. He likes to eat well. As a king should. So to find him cooking now is a bit of a novelty.]

I went running in the morning and on my way back I thought that maybe I should try to recreate one of the breakfast dishes from my home. So I did.

[Of course, he did. What force is going to stop him once he decided on something?]

Go on, try it. Tell me what you think.

[kuroi_taiyo]

Something certainly had to.

[ Given that Judar had no cooking skill currently, anything that counted for decent was more than enough for him. It was probably one of the biggest developments from suddenly getting flung to an area of the world where he couldn't easily rely on other people or his magic. After sleeping for as long as he managed, breaking the fast was certainly the right idea right now. ]

You normally ate this in... Macedonia?

[ Iskandar mentioned being Macedonian before, though it didn't exactly guarantee that he called that his home. It was more a guess. Still, it's more than enough of an invitation, sort of a second one, so he'll grab a plate to try some of it together. Just one pancake for now, as he was the type to go for seconds rather than take too much and leave food behind. (Not for food conservation, so much that it made him feel fat or something.) Yet when he goes to the table, Judar doesn't sit just yet. Instead he's leaning, bent over with his elbows on the table, for a closer look at the jar of honey. The pieces of fruit weren't entirely unfamiliar, but enough was obscured that he couldn't recognize what was in there.

But really, he mostly did this in knowing the kind of view it left, even if the markings were obscured by the black silk pants. ]

What's in the honey?

[towards_okeanos]

When I was a child, yes. Later only if I was lucky.

[In war there's no resources nor time to be spent on frivolities. His breakfast was most often no breakfast at all. Far from the extravagance that's even such a simple cake with nuts and honey. Technically, this won't be his breakfast either. He's been up for quite some time now. Yet it is an indulgence he's allowing himself today ... and just one of many he already has plans for.

A clang of the metal pan as it's moved away from the heat could have been an early warning if Iskandar hasn't been making quite a lot of noise with it already. But a pair of strong arms that close around Judar's waist is definitely an indicator that King of Conquerors has halted his pancake making process. His attention has been drawn elsewhere. That's where it leads when you tempt him with that shapely ass of yours when he's trying not to burn your breakfast.]

A local fruit. [ Iskandar's breath is hot on the back of Judar's neck as he replies.] I'd say it's closest to peaches but you'll have to check for yourself.

[So that's how being Bonded to a faun during a full moons feels like?

Iskandar won't say he has any reasons to complain. It feels like a warm undercurrent of want, yearning for touch, not just for sex but simply for physical contact. It flows right there in the back of his mind. Like a lazy river meandering at the very edge of his consciousness. It is a little distracting but otherwise pleasant.

Yet, there is a certain order to things. That means breakfast first. He still intends to bring it to his bedroom and wake Waver with it but now he decided he also wants to take Judar with him. It doesn't change his plans much. A good thing about having a house instead of a tiny apartment is that now he can finally have a proper bed. Something large enough for him not to repeatedly hit the edge with his ankles.

Large enough that all three of them can fit on it quite comfortably.

[kuroi_taiyo]

And now, it can be whenever you want.

[ Yearning for touch was a good way of putting it, as he both craved to be on both ends. It's something that easily goes towards sex, especially as the desire was far more present in Judar, but wasn't necessary. Especially as the bond had brought it down to a level where he wasn't running around and going for whomever he literally ran into, like the last full moons.

Which is why, even if there was the craving for more, Judar was also satisfied with this. Enough for him to lean back into the witch, relaxing in a way that left more of his neck exposed, and fingers went to press against the side of Iskandar's large arms. Just that much more contact.

He wasn't about to go further, however. Not with the way the word 'peaches' got the faun's ears to perk up in interest. ]

You found someone that grew and maintained them, even in this season?

[ Judar didn't really know where to look, and easily resolved to wait until it was closer to the season before trying to put energy into making his own somewhere in the yard. Which made the jar even more appealing than anything else right now. Though Iskandar was able to get some benefit from that, being able to feel the pleased motions the tail tried to go through while between the two bodies. It's nowhere near as dramatic or present as a dog, but something subtle and indecisive ]

[towards_okeanos]

[Iskandar wouldn't be himself if he was to ignore such an invitation. He bent just a little lower so he can bury his face in the curve of Judar's neck and his naked shoulder. For a moment. Not for long but enough so that his beard could tickle faun's skin, enough that he could leave a trail of kisses right up his jaw. Maybe a promise of something more later. Right now Iskandar is absolutely content with the sole fact that Judar is less jumpy than he was at a similar time last month.]

No, of course, I did not. [He laughs as he replies.] I'm thrilled you have so much faith in me but I am also afraid that would be impossible even for me.

[Iskandar lets go of Judar and goes to rummage through the cupboards - clearly with some goal - but continues his explanation.]

It's a preserve. Those are from the last year's harvest. The woman that sold me it to me said that they keep very well in honey. She will pick them when they're almost ripe, slice and put them in honey.

Aha! There it is!

[Iskandar fishes out a spoon that is finally long enough. He sticks it into the jar and goes back to recover a large tray, set of three plates and accompanying cutlery. He turns off the stove. There's a pot of herbal infusion already waiting on the table.]

You can try it now but I have a better idea. Come, help me to carry all this to my bedroom so we could all eat together. How does that sound, hm?

[kuroi_taiyo]

[ Not being feral certainly helps for that lack of jumpiness and frenetic behavior. There isn't any paranoia or unpredictable reactions to gestures that had the best of intentions. Well, there's still a little wariness, but it's from unfamiliarity instead of a source of suspicion. He can relax, let the beard hair tickle into the shorter fur, and ease further into that warmth as the kisses trail. Well, until it was over, and he accepted that the witch was going to get the other things he'd need for this breakfast setup. ]

Mm... So still a limited supply for a while. Guess I'll just have to continue keeping an eye out for when the growing season starts.

[ Which, as he can be realistic, is probably somewhere in summer. Though he's surprised, as it seems that at some point, the big guy had changed his mind about where Judar was going to try this breakfast.

Well, nothing to complain about. He'll get a few mugs for the herbal infusion to set onto the tray as well, keeping it with the plates. ]

Well, if that's your idea... Anything else that needs to come out and be brought along?

[ Otherwise he'll gather up whats left, probably on another tray, to follow along. It seems that Iskandar already had a good idea of what he'd need for all of this, and for what he was planning on bringing over. ]