Blood from Stone [AU]

[Carver Amell]

"No," he sighs. "Just... sometimes I have to get away, or I get... bad. If my whole world is my twin and my father and Merrill, I start to care too much, start to go out of my way to protect them from the dangers of everyday life."

[Jassinth]

"Ah." Jass doesn't press the subject, instead focusing on his own question. "About your plans..?"

[Carver Amell]

"Have you a suggestion?" he asks, swallowing.

[Jassinth]

"I would need to go to the Oak and stay a week or so, to spend time with my mother... but afterwards, I would be happy to range alongside with you. I could invite along a friend or two in addition, if you prefer more company. But four is not a small number- you are a fearsome fighter, as is Hunter, and I have no small skill at fighting and am very good at survival, plus Arthur is nearly peerless as scout, at least during the day and-"

[Carver Amell]

"Yes," he says, as Jass pauses to catch his breath.

[Jassinth]

Jass pauses, then chokes as he inhales poorly. "S-sorry." He coughs twice, then clears his throat. "Yes?"

[Carver Amell]

"It sounds great, Jass. I'm in." He grins. 

[Jassinth]

"Brilliant," Jass whispers, then leans in to kiss Carver again. Pulling away just a bit, he mumbles, "make out tonight, be adults tomorrow and talk over relationship details?"

[Carver Amell]

"Yes," he breathes. "But... let me," he adds, taking a deep breath. When he goes in for another kiss, eyes closing, it's tender, more gentle. He takes his time, this time, letting himself learn every inch of Jass' mouth, letting him savor the taste. 

[Jassinth]

When they finally part again to breath, Jass almost whimpers. "Y-you-" He swallows thickly. "You learn fast."

[Carver Amell]

"I just.... needed to stop thinking so much," he says, almost giddy. 

[Jassinth]

"Sounds good." With a goofy smile, Jass closes his eyes in silent invitation.

[Tethras Clan]

Landing on the sofa next Liz and Beth as her Lady is currently using her lap to make crafts, Glimmerwing curls into a ball. "Carver and the other one are kissing. I do not think they will be coming inside anytime soon." With that announcement, she considers her task complete and closes her eyes to doze.

[Helene Dakesh]

"Oh!" says Helene, startled. "This will affect the survey results."

[Coquette Blacquin]

Cindy's rehearsed her speech over and over on the walk to her mother's home, her suitcase pulled behind her. She knows just what to say, just how to brush things off, just how to explain Vig riding in his carrier atop her bag, just how to wave off the inquiries about her mental health. Just how to convince her she's hurting, but fine. Just fine.

All that goes out of her mind the instant she sees her mother's face. She bursts into sobs, stammer out, "L-l-liz," as she struggles to get ahold of herself.