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[smugfox]

You are beautiful when you're angry.

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[faeconman]

Let me guess, you also enjoy standing in a field during a thunderstorm.

[smugfox]

Running, actually.

[faeconman]

Close enough.

[smugfox]

There's beauty in nature unleashing around you. There's so much beauty in unleashing you.

[faeconman]

Easy enough to say if you can come back from the dead, I suppose.

[smugfox]

True enough and I am just talking for myself here and for what I see and what I feel and for how the anger colors your cheeks and focuses your eyes.

[faeconman]

It's lovely little discussions like these that remind me that I am in love with a prick.

[smugfox]

I'm in love with you too, Robin!

[Because clearly that was the focus of that statement. That's why Reynard was smiling brightly as if all that mattered was love and why he kissed Robin now, as if all that mattered was them and how good it felt to be close.]

I love you.

[faeconman]

[ Not kissing back would feel kind of silly, and there really was no point in not smiling either, even if it was a rather dry one that he gave Reynard.

Being pissy with Rey was just too much effort if he didn't have a reason. ]

You'd put most motivational speakers to shame, I bet.

[ Apart from the bit where Reynard is a hypocritical asshole who does not always make sense. ]

[smugfox]

Quite possible, I like putting people to shame.

[Assorted other things he likes are wrapping his arms around Robin, lifting himself up to wrap his legs around his waist and leaning their foreheads together. So he does those things and smiles.]

And you are beautiful when you smile, my only.

[faeconman]

[ Times like these always make him aware of how strangely light Reynard is, but after thousands of years the moment of surprise only lasts for a mere fraction of a second as he wraps his arms around Reynard in turn to hold him in place. ]

Mhm. You are quite beautiful when you're asleep. Quiet, too.

[smugfox]

Was that a hint I heard? Think I must have misinterpreted that to perceive it as such, knowing as I do how you love my words.

[There are lips on Robin's skin, along his jaw, below his ear. All his to kiss.]

You're quite irresistible when you're asleep yourself.

[faeconman]

[ He slips his hands under Reynard's shirt to rest them against bare skin and chuckles quietly. ]

I adore them, until they start getting on my nerves. And if you find me so ravishing, how come you hardly ever let me stay asleep?

[smugfox]

So very specific. I shall try to time it right, to stop talking before you get annoyed, so your smile stays for me today.

[There's a kiss, quite a bit of one, then an answer.]

Because I find you so ravishing. How could I not touch you?

[faeconman]

[ A kiss twice returned by a most appreciative recipient. ]

Which you will think up until the point where I do start getting annoyed, whereupon you will immediately get taken with my frustration and will want to feed it.

As for your question, it's easy. You refrain from bodily contact.

[quarrelsomecat]

I'm not in the mood for this conversation.

[smugfox]

Funny. Because you know what I'm in the mood for when I see you right now?

[quarrelsomecat]

A short rope and a quick drop?

[smugfox]

Ha. Ever wonder why you're not famed for your humor? That's why.

Talk to me, cat. Justify.

[quarrelsomecat]

I have nothing to justify. To you, least of all people.

[smugfox]

You made a mess of Robin.

[quarrelsomecat]

Are we talking about our hypocrisies now, fox? Because if so, I think your list is a fair bit more daunting than my own.

If I was going to justify myself to anyone, it would be him, not you.

[smugfox]

We are not talking about our hypocrisies. We are talking about what you have done right now to Robin and how you're doing nothing to fix it.

You can't even justify yourself to, well, yourself. You don't even know what your mistake has really been. Can't you punish yourself without punishing him?

[quarrelsomecat]

If I could bloody well figure out how, I would.

[smugfox]

Look. I can't do it for you.

[quarrelsomecat]

I can figure it out on my own.

[smugfox]

Right. You couldn't even figure your way out of a paper bag.

http://youtu.be/lGXeHgztxIs

[quarrelsomecat]

Fuck off. I didn't want your help.

[smugfox]

Of course not. The only thing you want from me is my mate.

[quarrelsomecat]

I don't- [Have a low hiss and a huff.] I loathe you, Fox. But I would not- you should fucking know by now. Even you can not be that bloody dense.

[Don't make him say out loud that you're good for Robin. He only half believes it himself. But he still wouldn't try to break them apart. Not ever.]

[smugfox]

I'm not dense at all, actually. You're just bad at articulating yourself.

[He stops right in front of Tybalt, arching an eyebrow.]

What would you not and why?

[quarrelsomecat]

I hate you.

[smugfox]

That's original. Now what you were saying...?

[quarrelsomecat]

He's fucking happy when you're around.

You're a bastard. You don't deserve him. You're selfish and you don't know how good a thing you have and don't try to tell me you do. If you did you wouldn't keep breaking his heart.

But for some reason he loves you and you make him happy. So no. You fucking brush-tailed bastard. I do not intend to, have never intended to, and would never attempt to come between you.

[smugfox]

Bravo.

I don't mind that you slept with him. I think you should've done it centuries ago.

It would've been healthier.

[quarrelsomecat]

Are we done? Because I am really going to have a hard time not wanting to kill you where you stand if you keep talking.

[quarrelsomecat]

and when I say not wanting to, I mean, not acting on my desire to do so.

[smugfox]

Come at me.

[Not throwing the fist blow, but he's ready.]

[quarrelsomecat]

I already told you. Not in the mood.

[Tybalt the cat. Not in the mood for a fight. Whoever thought this day would come?]

[smugfox]

No? What are you in the mood for, then? Moping? Self-pity?

[quarrelsomecat]

Right. That's enough of this then.

[He doesn't even pause his movements for the words. His fist is already flying right for Reynard's jaw.]

[fatedontfailme]

You've seen nothing yet. Believe me.

[smugfox]

[That's a triumphant smile, although that does vanish when the punch hits home. He doesn't waste time though, now that the fight has started, and so he kicks, pulls on his leg and tries to land a punch of his own.]