A New Flame [Zed]

by **Meville Brightshade** on June 6th, 2013, 8:12 am

Bahaha, I think I should add how to pronounce Meville's name into his CS! xD It's "meh-vILL" with an emphasis on "vill", kinda like Cruella Deville from 101 Dalmatians? Haha just thought you should know XD
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Zed was correct in his claims that his real smile was, in fact, very charming. Meville found his own smile to lessen slightly as he was temporarily distracted by how... nice the other man looked. It was a much better fit than the giant grin Meville had been scolded for laughing at. In fact, he almost wished the Inarta's face would keep it on more often. The combination of Zed's already attractive facial structure paired with his childish dimples gave the man a sort of sweet innocence. It was entirely misleading, of course, but that didn't mean it wasn't a pleasure to look at.

Sadly, it didn't last long as the smile quickly changed to one of sudden stoicism as the red haired man rose to his feet. The chair he had been rocking back and fourth in had decided it no longer wished to defy the laws that governed the mortal plain and promptly fell to the ground. Meville was amazed at the Inarta's ability to completely disregard the fact he had almost taken a relatively humiliating spill. Zed continued right along without missing more than a few beats in the conversation, and Meville just gave him a surprised, slightly awed stare as the Inarta proceeded to to discuss Meville's name. The way Zed pronounced it, it certainly did sound like "evil". Though both of them smiled at the jest, neither man seemed to let their grins reach their eyes.

That aside, Meville grinned at Zed's little joke. "Oh, something like that, yes." In truth, Meville's mischief often involved the pain of one for the pleasure of many. Though it wasn't entirely unheard of for Meville to just cause pure chaos, he did tend to keep things contained and, for the most part, helpful in some way. The details of his trouble-making didn't really seem all that relevant at the moment as Zed continued right along. The Inarta was very much like Meville in that respect. He moved through what he felt was necessary to get to what he wanted. The more the young human interacted with his new Inarta acquaintance, the more similarities he could draw between the two of them. After all, Zed, despite his pomp and self-importance, seemed to have the same sort of childish enjoyment in others, though it was focused in other areas.

Zed's laughter at Meville's answer regarding sex made his shake his head and smile. It was a good, full-bodied sound, even if it sprang from a dirty mind and, perhaps, strange mental images. He wasn't entirely sure what exactly Zed found so funny, but from the way his words had faded and eyes had lit up, it was something inane. Grinning at Zed's customary egotistical repsonse, Meville chuckled along. "I'm quickly realizing you can't be substituted." He found his eyes appraising the leaning figure once more more now that he was a bit more relaxed.

While Zed still carried himself with an important air about his shoulders, his more relaxed frame still exhibited the firm, muscular mass of his body. The Inarta's arms were well defined, almost sculpted against the stark red of his shirt and pants. His darker skin complimented the color quite nicely, like the dance between wood and flame, and Meville couldn't help but feel the Inarta was all the more attractive because he wasn't just a pretty face and a spoiled attitude. Just as Zed had commented on Meville's apparent innocence, Meville had noticed Zed's. It was much different from Meville's, of course, but not entirely absent as the young Inarta might have had others believe.

There were brief moments during their conversation when the Inarta had had the same look Meville had had when he spoke to all the strangers through the years. The sort of sadness that sprang from feelings of perceived isolation and loneliness. Meville had only noticed after Zed had admitted his understanding of his curiosity. It was then Meville wondered just how much Zed understood. While he couldn't be certain, he felt there was a bit more the fiery young man standing before him than Zed was letting on. It was entirely within Zed's right to not pour out his deepest fears and reveal his inner-most self to a total stranger. Meville certainly didn't expect to be able to pull back the layers and see the Zed he had an inkling of, but it did serve as an interesting thought as his blue eyes danced about the young Inarta's body.

Zed went on to say something about his "earthliness". Meville raised an eyebrow as his grin closed into a slight smirk. That had definitely been a flirt. Tucking it away for the time being, Meville's face broke out into yet another toothy smile. "You've got me there. I suppose it was a poor choice of words. Maybe I should have said it piques the interest of handsome young Inarta men?" The last bit was said with a tinge of sarcasm, as Meville's head tilted to the side. His grin was now much more devilish than bright as he leaned back in his chair (though he kept all four feet of the furniture firmly planted on the ground). "Whether you be the earth below or the sky above, I'm confident would would be pleasing either way."

Meville winked as he chuckled, tapping his chin before continuing. "I think I do have another question, if that's all right." Meville laced his fingers together, setting his elbows on the arm rests to create a little table out of his arms and hands. "How would you go about wooing one of those men you find so alluring?" His face shifted slightly in thought as he shook his head right after asking the question. "No. Rather: what would you do?" These last words were followed by curious little twist at the corners of Meville's mouth.

by **Zed** on June 6th, 2013, 6:18 pm

OOCOh, I've been pronouncing it Mei-Ville. Alright haha. By the way, I've been following your thread with Lorelle, and the way Meville speaks Vani reminds me so much of how Bebe from Persona 3 speaks Japanese, lol

Something like that? Well, the man wasn't too interested in knowing the answer at length, so he quickly dropped it, like he did most things that involved someone other than himself. He could still feel Meville's eyes dancing upon him, although he wasn't really alarmed. It felt like most people never stopped staring him up-from-down whenever they were present. He couldn't blame them. Still, he wondered just what exactly Meville was thinking. And as he wondered, so he questioned. "What are you thinking?" Maybe he was laughing inside about the chair thing. The Inarta would've laughed outside if it was someone else, but because it was him, he had to feign ignorance of the whole thing. Something so small for a regular person was in contrast quite humiliating for him. But it didn't wipe the grin off of his face, at least not yet. His stoic side needed a rest, and things were just getting interesting.

He didn't feel so awkward anymore, laughing and smiling with a stranger. Life gave him a pretty little blonde to mess around with, and he wasn't going to question it. Zed spent too much time questioning things if only for the sake of his pride. Meville didn't compromise this pride. In fact, the way he seemed to respect and admire Zed so much was very flattering. And -- the more he spoke to Meville, the more he saw his worth. He was a unique little bugger. A person that could easily grow fond in someone's heart. Zed's bright green eyes cast their gaze down at the floor, trying to avoid the sight of the blonde's grin. All of the smiling and laughter was toxic. Still, he looked up again before he spoke to him, digesting the almost flirtatious words the young man had given. Rather than a smile, or stoicism, his lip curved upward for the tiniest smirk. "No, I can't be." Surprised it took so long to notice.

In the midst of all the absent-minded rambling, the flirtation, the juvenile questions and answers, he could feel his opinion of Meville swelling up a bit. Simply enough to say, he was growing to enjoy the smiling and his audacious bubble of a personality. It was too bad, really. There were a lot of people here that he really liked, but they'd all just disappear when he left the city. "Let's try to make the best of my unsubstituted time, shall we?" He perked up into a bright, flashy smile, and slightly lifted up his fist as a sort of motivational gesture. Maybe it was all of the compliments that perked him up so much, or perhaps he was coming to appreciate the adversity. He didn't realize that the pondering was the stranger questioning his innocence, or implying it, which was probably best not verbalized. Such a compromising thing to his self-image was blasphemous.

Like Meville had surmised, it was true that Zed was very distraught over the lack of adventure, the loneliness, and whatnot. Sadly, that was re-playing itself out here, on foreign ground. He hadn't gotten full-blown "attached" to Meville and Garran, but leaving them both behind wasn't something he enjoyed the prospect of. It had only been a day, but that was just it -- it had only been a day. There was so much in these potential friendships that he wouldn't get to explore. He'd never get to explore them, because his time here was minimal. Ten days a year, basically. Maybe it was best just to not come back in the fall, so that he could forget he ever knew either of them. Ha, things quickly turned sour in his head. It was exactly the way the blonde thought it'd be, and more. What was contrary, though, was that he actually said something in that regard. Zed verbalized everything that crossed his mind, at least in some way. "I don't have much time left in this city," he sighed, "I want to spend it the best way I can." For him, that probably meant whoring around and pissing out more alcohol than piss. But with different company. Better company.

He appreciated the response to his flirt, although Meville didn't quite understand the gravity of everything he said. Actually, the more he went on... uh, maybe he did. Wow, with that question? Okay, he definitely did. "My... interest," he emphasized the word, and stared down at his cloak, grinning as he did, "Isn't piqued by conversation." Things were certainly getting raunchy. His face was lit up by a devilish grin, the one he often gave when he arrived at the point. Meville seemed to have the same look on his face. Maybe they weren't so different after all. Different means, the same end.

He wasn't sure if what the blonde said was an innuendo or not, but he quickly made it that way regardless. "Oh, I'm definitely the earth," he laughed lightly. Then, as a little addition, he parted his lips once more. "That would make you the sky, right? At least on my planet." He leaned down, one knee against the floor and one boot, his back bending as his lips came closely to Meville's ears. His tone and volume didn't change, though: he didn't whisper, he just spoke. "How would you like it if the two came together?" And there it certainly was. The moment they'd all been waiting for. Of course, arriving at the point didn't stop him from acknowledging the rest of the questions. Couldn't promise he'd answer them verbally, though.

Upon being imposed these questions, his palm calm under his chin, and he stroked the smooth skin, as if pondering. It didn't take long to come up with the answers, but he felt that it was better to act them out. "I don't think it's legal to answer these questions in public," he flashed a seductive smile (at least as seductive as he could make it), and grabbed one of Meville's hands. The skin was soft, just the way you could imagine it when you saw the rest of his body. He was just like with Zed's first impression, except much, much more. With the tip of his thumb, he massaged the center of the man's palm, slowly trying to let the man's desire take over his rational thought. "I assume you have a home here. I'm not wrong, am I?" he slowly stood up, pulling Meville up with him. "Let's make our way there, alright? I'll show that body of yours what I do next." The blonde was curious about the Inarta, Zed was just a tramp, and regardless of their intentions they'd get what they wanted in the very same fashion.

by **Meville Brightshade** on June 6th, 2013, 9:40 pm

Zed was certainly making the most out of his time in Avanthal. Meville had only just dropped his little quip before the Inarta knelt down to get a bit more intimate with his speech. Meville's head leaned towards the mouth that had come so close to ears. The breath tickled the hairs of his neck, sending pleasant shivers through his body. His grin waned into a loose, amused curve as Zed so poetically suggested a joining of elements.

Meville had never considered himself a master of seduction or flirtation. He rarely ever felt the need to be forward about any of his romantic intentions. Often times, he would sit back and let things happen their natural way, not trying to induce a single consequence. With Zed, things were a little bit different. There was a strange, magnetic sort of desire that drew Meville in, like the whispered promise of something wonderful and dangerous if he would just take a single step in its alluring direction. He found, for once, flirting to come a bit more natural. It wasn't just his suggestive words that held Meville's intent. His body ebbed and flowed like the waves of the ocean, shifting in accordance with Zed's own movements, as his bright blue eyes traced the strong outlines of his face.

As Zed drew back slightly, thoughtfully stroking his in as how to answer Meville's final question, the young blonde leaned forward, letting his head rest in the palm of his left as the other found its place hanging over the side of his knee. The crescent of a smile broke into a chuckling grin as Zed took Meville's unoccupied hand in his, gently rubbing the palm with his thumb. The proposition to return to the Warrens had never been quite so exciting as this, and Meville grinned his approval. He rose with the Inarta, needing little coaxing to leave the comfort of his chair to stand eye to eye with the red-headed smolder of a man.

"I'll admit that while I find myself quivering in anticipation," Meville slowly snaked his hand out out of Zed's grip, wrapping his fingers around the outside of his hand so that his fingers pressed gently into Zed's palm, "I worry the cold might hamper-" Meville ran his fingers gently over the exposed shoulder of the Inarta, carefully tracing the rise and fall of the muscles, as his lips barely brushed against Zed's. "This." He lingered for a moment naught a hair's width from Zed's face. His blue eyes laughing with pleasure in the verdant pasture of the Inarta's own, Meville pulled back, moving the hand that Zed had first handled along the course of that man's firm jawline before crosses his arms and chuckling.

"The Warrens are all the way back from where we came, and we're right here." His voice had a light playfulness to it as he began to circle the Inarta with his now customary impish grin. "Let's assume this is the only time in the only place anything could ever happen between two strangers from entirely different worlds." Drawing closer once more, Meville's playful gaze focused on the Inarta's tanned face. He spoke in his usual timbre and rhythm which didn't seem quite to fit with what he was saying. He shook his head, grinning as he bounced back and leaned against the wall Zed had used as his recovery from his almost-fall. "Of course, if that's too restricting for what you have in mind, well." He shrugged and let a sad little sigh slip from his lips.

There, against the wall, Meville felt the telltale tendrils of excitement spread out over his entire person. True, he was more than just interested in what Zed had to offer in the physical department, but Meville wondered just what the man would do given certain restrictions. Of course, there was always the change Meville might lose the Inarta's interest by taking some initiative, but he wasn't going to just roll over for the red-head. He'd have his fun his own way as he always did. If Zed was willing to play along, Meville had no doubt he would happily take part in whatever the Inarta had in store.

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BAHAHA! I know exactly who you're talking about! That made my day. xD And I'm glad you find Meville interesting enough to read his other thread XD

by **Lullaby** on September 6th, 2013, 10:43 pm

Zed :

Meville Brightshade :

A quiet song to soothe the heart

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