Death and Sex? hehe
Muraki: *opens the door slowly and smiles slowly at his mun* Why hello, puppet. <3
Shanzi: ... ~is so dead~
Shanzi: That's always a bad sign ;)
Six: *climbs in his lap* I know. He forgets one thing though. *licks his cheek*
Muraki: *keeps his expression carefully pleasant, and hugs her tightly* Ah yes, she likes me.
Shanzi: .... of course she does?
Muraki: *gives Shanzi the same smile he gave his mun, which is kind of scary* And do you, love?
Shanzi: Honestly? Sometimes, yes.
Muraki: *nuzzles the mun in his arms, smirking* I am honored.
Shanzi: Oh, you should be. ~grins~
Six: *melt* I'm glad you slept away all your little piteous moments, sweetie. You're much nicer when you're scary <33
Shanzi: Hehehehe
Shanzi: ~drags Molochai out of bed and onto her lap~ <3
Muraki: *eyes light up slightly, nuzzles his mun a little more*
Molochai: ~snuggles in~ Hmm, a mun and a muse.... Hello.
Muraki: *nods and smiles cheerfully* Hello. I had heard some very interesting things about you and was... curious.
Molochai: ~grins~ Interesting things about me, hmm? Like what?
Muraki: Your... how should I put it... unique profession?
Molochai: Unique profession? I like that. Still, someone has to do it.
Muraki: I have always felt the same way. I was very curious to discover just what kind of person that would be... *smiles charmingly*
Molochai: And what are your impressions so far, then?
Muraki: I admit I rather... like you. *makes it sound both friendly and sexy at the same time*
Molochai: ~grins~ Already? My.. I *am* honored.
Muraki: *shrugs casually* You appeal to a part of me. It is very hard to explain exactly.
Molochai: Isn't it always? I've never found attraction to be something that could be easily set down in words.
Muraki: But what is the attraction to Death, really? *smiles slowly*
Molochai: ~smiles~ I could ask in return about the attraction to Life. Both are equally important in the scheme of things.
Muraki: *tilts his head, a curious look in his eyes* Most people to take Death for granted, though. It is rather saddening.
Molochai: ~grins and shakes his head~ Still more take Life for granted. It's those that take both for granted that I always felt sorry for.
Muraki: And can you tell just by looking at them? *leans forward*
Molochai: ~slow smile and looks right at him, somewhat emphasizing that previously, he hadn't been~ After a time, it's very easy to discern.
Muraki: *smiles wider* You have me so curious.
Molochai: ~headtilt~ Are you truly in a hurry to know Death *that* well? ~smiles~
Muraki: I have studied the balance between Life and Death, and people, for many years. I feel I am not quite as intimate with Death as I am with Life.
Molochai: Are you not? I find that interesting... Anyway, what is it you're curious about?
Muraki: You said it is quite easy to discern after a time. I am curious to see, like me with you, what you think of me.
Molochai: Ahh, well, I think it fascinating that you seem to take them for granted in different ways, and at different times. Could I truly explain it to you? No, not here and now.
Muraki: Perhaps when you come to "take me away" then? *looks incredibly amused*
Molochai: Don't be quite so flippant. Immortality is just as fragile a thing as it's opposite. ~smiles~
Muraki: *laughs, a genuine amused laugh* Too true. But I was more looking to work it out with my own Angel of Death.
Molochai: Ahh, a very wise man. I would only tempt you, and leave you yearning, I'm afraid.
Muraki: *licks his lower lip slowly, the look in his eye both provocative and far away* My lover already does, but if you did find see fit to know me further you would find I am a... persistent man.
Molochai: ~smiles slowly, the voice seeming to float inside Muraki's head~ I've found that even the greatest of immortals will come to me willingly. No matter how much joy you take in life, it is like being held on the edge indefinitely. Death is relief. It is release... the final, greatest climax encompassing your life. It can be harsh, and painful. Screaming. Crying. Gentle, like an old lover. It's different for everyone, and yet the same.
Six: [Muraki's like "I'll climax you, you arrogant sexy bastard :3"]
Shanzi: ((LOL))
Shanzi: ((lol and Molochai's thinking "And sometimes, it's like being smacked by a carriage, but mentioning that would rather ruin the effect. Heh."))
Muraki: *smiles slowly* I envy and appreciate many more of those in my life now.
Molochai: Yet again, your wisdom is apparent. ~smiles~
Muraki: Flattery goes straight to my head, you understand.
Molochai: ~grins~ And is there anything wrong with that?
Muraki: I have been told it is a dangerous thing.
Molochai: Well, I find nothing wrong with complimenting an intelligent person for their intellect.
Muraki: A high praise coming from Death, don't you think? You've met many people. *smirks*
Molochai: Very few of which I get to converse with for very long.
Muraki: *smirks wider* Very lonely.
Molochai: Sometimes, yes, I admit.
Muraki: *purrs* Poor Death...
Molochai: ~smiles~ Quality, not quantity, in any case.
Molochai: ~leans back and relaxes, his gaze falling on the wall again~
Muraki: *watches him, then glances at the wall* Oh yes, very fascinating.
Molochai: ~steeples his fingers and tilts his head~ What is, exactly?
Muraki: *laughs quietly* You. I never entertained the thought that Death would be so... cute.
Molochai: ~shrugs and smiles~ I am what I am.
Muraki: I don't suppose it would spoil things if I asked just how long I am going to be on.. what's the saying? God's green earth.
Molochai: ~grins~ I'd be very bad at my job if I let people make appointments, now wouldn't I?
Muraki: Your sense of honor slays me. Forgive the pun.
Molochai: ~grins more~ Pun forgiven. <3
Muraki: *purrs* You are too gracious.
Molochai: Only sometimes.
Muraki: *puts the smile into his voice* I would love to see you when you are not.
Molochai: Oh, perhaps you will someday.
Muraki: *purrs again* I will be looking forward to it, make no mistake.
Molochai: Oh, truly? I'm honored, then. <3
Muraki: After meeting one such as yourself, how could I not be? *chuckles*
Molochai: Now who's flattering? ~smiles~
Muraki: Can one flatter Death?
Molochai: When Death isn't coming for you, yes.
Muraki: So serious...
Molochai: ~smiles softly~ Sometimes too much so. But thank you, really.
Muraki: It is quite a change to meet one so unbiased, so perhaps you can be forgiven for being overly serious.
Molochai: ~smiles more~ When it comes down to it, who or what you are doesn't matter, so I really don't find the need to pass judgment.
Muraki: *chuckles, then laughs fully, tears starting to gather at the edges of his eyes, shakes his head*
Molochai: ~tilts his head again, still smiling~
Muraki: *makes sure Molochai can hear how freaking amused he is because he can't stop laughing*
Molochai: ~grins~ What's so funny?
Muraki: I suppose it is really not all that ironic that I am so enamored of death..
Molochai: Not at all, really. ~sits up and stretches his wings out to their full span for a minute then draws them back in~ It's much better than running from it, I think.
Muraki: *gets up and goes to sit next to him, tracing a finger over his shoulder, looking down at his back to see if he could coax the wings out again* Perhaps then it is even better to be it.
Molochai: ~fluffs them a little with a smile~ I really wouldn't be able to make the comparison. I was rather oblivious to death while I was alive...
Muraki: *makes a soft mental purr in the back of his mind, obvious he's pleased to touch the wings as his fingers barely run over them* How strange that you had just fallen into the job, then...
Molochai: ~makes a little, quiet noise in the back of his throat and extends one, settling it around Muraki's shoulders~ I was right for it, and it was an offer I couldn't resist... knowledge of the world, after so long? An amazing gift...
Muraki: *turns his face, brushing his cheeks into the feathers and shivering, thinking of Tsuzuki* Right for it? I'm interested to know what qualifies for Angel of Death.
Molochai: ~reaches out and touches Muraki's hair with a smile~ A certain degree of innocence... neutrality... the inability to be swayed through any poignant nuances of the usual forms of communication... ~wraps the other wing around him, as well, gathering that he appreciates it~
Muraki: *leans back into him* It is a shame, I would have enjoyed the job. *doesn't bother to keep the dark and dirty thoughts out of his head for Molochai to hear, shivering for many different reasons*
Molochai: ~nuzzles his cheek softly, stroking his hair~ Really? It is sometimes less than agreeable...
Muraki: *runs kisses down his jaw* For a sympathetic soul, perhaps...
Molochai: ~smiles and brushes his cheek with a wing, gently~ You fool even yourself on that.
Muraki: Then do elaborate, if I am such a fool. *catches his ear between his teeth*
Molochai: You know. ~inhales a little sharply and pulls him close~
Muraki: Some people, Lord Death, are simply not good people. *moves against him, switching from his ear to his neck, working with teeth and tongue*
Molochai: Sympathy, my friend, comes in many forms... ~starts exploring his back and chest with graceful, delicate hands, tilting his head to the side and letting his hair drape on the couch and brush the floor~
Muraki: There are only three people in this world I have ever done good for. I have only one left, and I have not seen him in a long while. *traces his tongue just above the hem of his shirt, brushing light but rough over his collarbone*
Molochai: ~gives a quiet, rather sweet moan at that and slips his hands under Muraki's shirt, tightening his wings around him~ I am sorry for that, then.
Muraki: *pauses, going still for a moment, then returns to his ministrations and says even quietly in his mind* There is nothing to feel regret about.
Molochai: I would miss someone that made me happy, as well, so yes, there is... ~runs his hands softly along his ribs with a faint smile~
And then, there was sex.