screwloose | [Accidental Video Post]

[Pulls back a bit to raise an eyebrow] You're kidding right? What if he's fighting a perfectly symmetrical what-have-you? Does he just... Give up and go home? [He rolls his eyes before laying his head back down]

Well, the fact of the matter is, you're just as much mine as I am yours. [He runs his tongue along Stein's jawline, ending with a gentle bite at his earlobe] And I really don't like it when people start touching my things.

[He looks up and raises an eyebrow right back] I'm not kidding, and it's happened. He nearly died, unable to fight a very symmetrical possessed sarcophagus.

[He closes his eyes and shudders, his lips curving in a smile. Turning his head, he captures Birkin's lips in a kiss, slow, measured, but fierce]

[Whispers:] You say the sweetest things.

[Birkin presses into the kiss, grasping the lapels of Stein's coat to keep himself from falling on the floor]

I only say it because it's true. [Runs a hand through Stein's hair] You're by far my most valuable possession, and if anyone is actually stupid enough to try and steal from me, they'll pay the price. [Nuzzles against his neck, mumbles] I'd sooner die than let you leave me.

[Stein holds him close even as he kisses him, not letting him fall. He closes his eyes and hums softly at the caress. Sometimes it's nice not to be dominating the situation and cutting Birkin, but just to enjoy one another's company]

[He opens his eyes and looks up, startled, at this pronouncement from Birkin, drawing back to try to look at his face] You'd rather die?

[Birkin looks genuinely confused for a minute before realizing that Stein never got to hear that particular rant] N-no! That's... Not what I meant! I didn't... Not die just... [Blushes] I wasn't supposed to say that. [He buries his head in Stein's shoulder] I'm not that desperate to stay with you. I mean- I am, but... [Decides to just cling to him rather than trying to explain]

[He buries a hand in the blond hair, more bemused and curious than concerned at the pronouncement.]

[Sincerely, even a little awkward.] Well...thank you.

[He nibbles at Birkin's earlobe gently, then flicks his tongue around the shell of his ear]

[Birkin smiles, obviously relieved and mumbles an equally-awkward] You're welcome.

[He gasps softly, eyes fluttering shut. With a bit of effort, Burkin pulls black slightly and straddles Stein's lap] Considering your love affair with this chair, [He leans forward so their lips just barely touch as he speaks] I'm amazed we've never done this before.

[Stein laughs softly, his unhappiness forgotten as he slides his hands down Birkin's back to grab his ass. Is this what it's like to have a proper partner in life? How has he lived without it for so long?]

So am I, honestly.

[He seals their lips together, a soft breath escaping him in a soft moan]

[He smiles into the kiss before pushing Stein's labcoat off his shoulders and wrapping his arms around his neck]

[Birkin pulls back suddenly, a slight frown on his face] There's something I've been meaning to do for a while, actually... And now seems like as good a time as any... So... [He takes a deep breath and lets his face soften as he pulls off his wedding ring and drops it in a pocket]

[With an almost relieved look on his face, he leans back in for another, more passionate kiss]

[Stein looks startled, tightening his arms to keep Birkin close when the blond pulls back suddenly. Then he stares, stunned, from the slightly-pale line on Birkin's ring finger, to the pocket where the wedding band had gone.]

Will...

[He reaches up and cups Birkin's face with both hands as they kiss.]

[Softly, murmured against Birkin's lips:] This is where I belong. It's obvious.

Really? [He can tell he's tearing up slightly, even though he's pretty sure Stein only feels that way right now because of Kid] N-not that it really matters. As long as we're together, I'll be happy anywhere. My experiments will follow. I can get worldhops and work in secret if I have to. [Mumbles] I can't be married to my work anymore than I can be married to the past.

[Birkin gently pulls off Stein's glasses, folds them, and puts them in the inner pocket of his labcoat] Happy early Valentine's Day, Franken. [Smiles]

[Stein doesn't feel that way because of Kid. He's not really sure there is a logical reason why he feels it, but it seems to him that Birkin is the only person he's ever known who he truly belongs with]

[He lifts his head, smiling. He'd never put much stock in Valentine's, but he thinks he'll enjoy this one.]

How about, happy today. And happy here, with you. [Another kiss] So long as I have you, I don't think it really does matter where we are.

[Chuckle] You're quite the romantic when you want to be, aren't you? Not a side of you many people get to see of you all that often. [He slides forward, hugging Stein]

Looks like we're going to be locked in a stalemate for all eternity, then. Never will we manage to find our own place to live because we have no opinion in any real direction. [Whispers into his ear:] And I wouldn't have it any other way.

...Where were we before I decided it was a good idea for us to get all romantic? Oh wait, I think it was right about... [Birkin playfully bites his earlobe] There, maybe?

[Wryly] Not a side anyone's ever seen before. But I guess you inspire madness in me, Birkin.

[He closes his eyes with a soft moan] I do like it here... Right here in my lab, with you, all alone.

[His hands slide down and then up under his labcoat, pulling at the hem of his shirt so he can touch smooth skin]

[Birkin sucks in a breath, letting it out as a contented sigh] I like it here too, I must admit.

[He leans in for another kiss, trying to take off his labcoat at the same time. After struggling with the sleeves, he breaks off the kiss with a frustrated groan] If I inspire madness, you must inspire nymphomania or something. [After managing to discard his coat on the floor, he smirks, an almost predatory gleam in his eyes] Not that I'm complaining.

[He sighs softly, wishing that there really was no Wesker, no Adachi, no anyone else on this island. Just him and Birkin and their experiments, with no one to bother or distract them.]

[He leans in to nibble and suck at Birkin's neck, shrugging out of his own lab coat as best he can while half sitting on it]

If I inspire nymphomania, I'm not complaining either.

[Birkin moans and tilts his head back to expose more of his neck] It's sort of a hard thing to really complain about, honestly.

[He slowly rocks their hips together as his hands slide under the hem of Stein's sweater] C-can I just make a quick suggestion? [Blushes] No scalpels? Maybe...?

[Stein eagerly goes after that exposed skin and nibbles at Birkin's throat, then latches on, raising a welt he's sure will turn Krauser's stomach tomorrow]

[He gives a soft moan, drawing his lithe hands around to the front to undo Birkin's belt as he stammers out the suggestion]

[He smiles faintly] If that's what you want.

[Birkin shudders against the mouth at his neck, biting his lip to hold back a whimper]

J-just for tonight. [He clears his throat, obviously trying to fight back his typical urge to blush and stammer through an explanation. He leans in, lips grazing the shell of Stein's ear as he murmurs:] Tonight, all I want is you. [Birkin draws back and looks at him through half-lidded eyes for a moment, smiling softly, before unbuttoning his pants]

[Stein gives a soft groan as Birkin releases him from his pants. He chuckles quietly, tugging the waistband of Birkin's pants down and sliding his fingers around his member]

I think I can restrain myself for one day...

[He's grinning against Birkin's throat, his free hand tugging down his tie and unbuttoning his shirt]

[His hand wraps around Stein's cock and squeezes, a slight smirk forming on his face]

You're always s-such a fucking tease. [Birkin yanks Stein away from his neck by the hair before crushing their mouths together. He pries Stein's lips open with his own, thrusting his tongue into his mouth with an appreciative groan. He stands up slightly and works his pants farther down his legs]

[A tease, is he?

Stein groans into Birkin's mouth and stands up himself, kicking the chair out of the way and pushing Birkin forward, not caring if he tripped on his pants around his ankles.

He presses him against a counter, stroking his cock fast and furious]

[Birkin leans heavily against the counter the second his back hits it. With a wanton moan, he spreads his legs wider. His mouth opens into a silent scream as he runs his fingers over Stein's chest, rubbing the pad of his thumb over a nipple.

He lays his head down on Stein's shoulder and trembles, letting throaty groans and soft whimpers spill from his mouth.

Birkin's hand wanders lower and he starts stroking to the feverish pace Stein set]

[All of this is most pleasing to Stain, and he hums and groans, jerking his hips forward into Birkin's fingers

But before he can truly lose his head, he drops to his knees, pulling his cock out of Birkin's fingers.

Without further ado, he does something he's done rarely, leaning forward to flick his tongue around the head of Birkin's cock]

What're you- [He cuts himself off with a strangled moan.

Clearly there was a virus going on right now that he didn't know about, or he'd stepped into the Twilight Zone at some point earlier, or maybe he was just dreaming and would wake up in another few minutes.

Birkin's eyes clenched shut as he let out a shuddering breath. Dreaming, definitely dreaming]

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[action spam] THAT ICON :OOOOOO

[action spam] boredom + pixiv + photoshop + 2 am = some pretty nifty stuff sometimes

[action spam] I'm impressed

[action spam] I am too, quite honestly

Re: [action spam] I am too, quite honestly

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[action spam] ...I nearly accidentally posted this on Kid's account. Can you say "Awkward"?