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[temperedinpride]

Yes love?

[He'll pause like this, if Vergil has more to add]

[auguryofinnocence]

Did I say to stop? Keep going.

[He presses closer, trying to insist. He didn't have anything to add, it's just nice!]

[temperedinpride]

[He grins, sliding his hand out to instead turn, push Vergil to the bed and sit on him.]

Just relax.

[And this time he's putting both hands into him.]

[auguryofinnocence]

[He lays back, and does relax, besides getting a hand in Lahabrea's hair. Just trying to let himself be open.]

Mm, Of course...

[temperedinpride]

[He smiles down at Vergil but soon enough he's pressing further, merging into the man, so he's not really there to smile. Instead Vergil will feel him, inside him, not yet merged, but definitely working on it, insinuating his soul in and around Vergil's, sinking into every crack and crevice, enveloping him for now.]

[auguryofinnocence]

[- that isn't what he expected. But it's even more exciting than what he was expecting, so he certainly isn't complaining.

That's quite the feeling to get used to though, when he already feels as if it's cramped in this body?]

Ah-- it won't harm you if I transform, will it?

[Honestly a little difficult not to suddenly, with this sensation. Like this body really is being stretched too far and about to snap.]

[temperedinpride]

[Less words but still an answer is the feeling of "no" it won't harm anything to change form. In fact Lahabrea pauses to let him, waiting until he's in demonic guise to resume.

And when he resumes he is doing... more.

It isn't just sliding his soul in and around Vergil, it is starting to blend them. Where Vergil ends and Lahabrea begins ceases to be much of a distinction. Thoughts, memories, emotions, desires, slip and bleed into each other. There's a deep well of love and affection for Vergil, and if he really wants he can go find other things, but that's what's most present and being thought of for this. Protectiveness, possessiveness, and underneath, a very deep tiredness. And under all that, a comforting whisper that things will be fine. That's not quite Lahabrea but well, it's also part of his soul. And he did promise to merge with Vergil, that means everything comes along.]

[auguryofinnocence]

[He does transform then, and it's much better, easier for him to relax and sink into this. Take his own liberties in exploring.

The transformation does make some more demonic qualities more pronounced, lets those thoughts and desires take a greater hold. Just a nice undercurrent of lusting for power and slaughter (maybe you should eat Lahabrea? That's really good blood, just take a nibble,) and you know, normal things to have for a constant backdrop, just a stream of intrusive demon thoughts.

But of course he's reveling in that affection and therefore focusing on his own too. Maybe also helped along a bit by the stronger demonic tendencies. Then again maybe that's just how excessively, fiercely protective and possessive Vergil is at any given moment, who can say. But this is his and there's almost a sort of frustration because he just doesn't even know what to do with himself, with all this love and need.

At least right now with it all bleeding out and blending together there's some relief and comfort.

There's some panic when he finds the Zodiark parts. He does not want something telling him what to think, this is the worst thing! But...it's comforting. And he knows Lahabrea needs it to function properly and he wants to accept all of him without reservation. He already isn't sure if it's affecting him but it's okay? It's okay. He can show Lahabrea he'll get over his fears to accept and love every part of this man.

It is mostly very easy to give himself over when he's already decided and accepted that Lahabrea has all rights to his soul. Actually letting go of himself is another thing though. Sense of self is a big thing for him? Losing it is terrifying.

But if Zodiark says it's okay...]

[temperedinpride]

[Sorry for the trauma in your romantic soulmerging.

There is worry and affection and soothing from Lahabrea at the panic. Coiling tighter into Vergil, through him, as Vergil stops resisting.

And that whispering is very comforting. Reassuring. Things will be all right, trust in Zodiark.

That's just a background noise though, barely noticeable if Vergil doesn't pay attention to it. Just soothing away pain and worry and fear. It doesn't make any of those vanish exactly. It doesn't consume or delete emotions. It just... reassures. It's comforting. Accepting. It promises everything will work out.

And more in the foreground Lahabrea is also accepting. The violence and aggression and possessiveness and demonic tendencies? He pulls them all in. Gives back a more peaceful view, though long marred by violence and obsession and even madness. It's probably either unsettling or soothing depending on how you see it. Especially as Ancient and Demon tendencies just kind of merge despite their not quite compatible mindset.

It's... just mixed though. Both of them. Until it's hard to say who is what, or where one soul or thought or feelings stems from.

Of course one of them is feeling smug and content and possessive and loving. An endless, burning hot flame of affection. But which one? Both? Probably both since they're one now.

There's no sense of self or other, and a profound feeling of belonging. Being alone isn't an option like this. There is no room for loneliness at all. It is an unmatched feeling of connection and togetherness. And while they're blended, it would not be impossible for Vergil to gather himself and pull away if he wished. There isn't any confinement. But then again why would anyone want to leave when they belong so completely?]

[auguryofinnocence]

[Definitely both even if it wasn't all blended together. And there's absolutely nothing that could make Vergil want to leave. Once he gets through the trauma bump and has settled into this merging anyway.

He never quite feels as if he belongs anywhere, with all that half-demon, half-human turmoil, the isolation, just being on guard always. So actually feeling it is? Really amazing? And that frustration disappears, what more could he need to do with all his feelings for Lahabrea than this.

He just keeps sinking into it until he really can't tell what's what and who's who and he's just giving off love and relief and love and contentment and love and love and-



Really left to his own devices who could possibly pull him away from this!]

[temperedinpride]

[Lahabrea sees no reason to untangle whatsoever. Basking in contentment and Vergil's feelings, the feedback between them, and the feeling of comfort and belonging.

That's just how the rest of the dream will go. It at least seems like a long time, but probably not long enough. Sorry that you have to wake up sometime. Reality is kind of a letdown after that.]

[auguryofinnocence]

[Why do they have to wake up! It could never be long enough really and being pulled away by waking is devastating. But at least Lahabrea's in his arms, just waking on his own would be much worse.]

[temperedinpride]

[Lahabrea is waking as well, far more used to the pain of separating, still basking in the pleasure of merging, stretching in Vergil's arms and stirring to look at him.]

[auguryofinnocence]

[He holds Lahabrea tight like he might manage to sink back in if he just tries hard enough. But of course that means he's just clutching.

It's a sort of grief for him, being unused to it. But he lets up a bit to be able to smile at Lahabrea when he feels him stirring. A little sad still, but, very much worth it.]

[temperedinpride]

[He wiggles an arm free enough of Vergil's clinging to reach up and stroke his cheek. He does understand the loss quite well.]

How do you feel?

[auguryofinnocence]

I wish it wasn't over? But you might never pull me away if there wasn't a forced end.

[temperedinpride]

Mm. Well if you like you can spend more time in my soul when we are gone from this place. And--well the dreams are good, but they are not--it's better, when it's real. I suppose like your fighting. There is something to reality that the dreams can never capture.

[auguryofinnocence]

I wouldn't forgive you if that was meant to be the one and only time. And of course dreams are never quite the same...

[temperedinpride]

That would be cruel of me. But I am not so masochistic to endure never having you as part of me again.

[He sits up enough to lean over Vergil, kissing him softly.]

[auguryofinnocence]

[He lifts a hand to run his fingers through Lahabrea's hair ans hold him there a little longer.]

Ah, good. You can have it any time you wish of course. ...Although I would much prefer to wake next to you after.

[temperedinpride]

And what about any time you wish?

[auguryofinnocence]

Well I have much less control over it. Naturally I can ask, but you have the ability to simply invade my dreams if it strikes you.

Besides I would wish for it always.

[temperedinpride]

Then when I sleep beside you. So you will not wake alone.

[auguryofinnocence]

...That would be wonderful.

[temperedinpride]

Naturally.

[He does sit up more, taking Vergil's hands in his to kiss them.]

Now, perhaps your heart will be eased a bit from the doubts that shadow it?