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// Electric, it's a natural hiiiigh~

[Of all the things Liquid might have expected, this was not one of them.

He had walked into a room earlier almost without thinking, mistaking it for one he regularly visited. Realising his mistake he had, of course, swiftly left as fast as a man could leave without giving signs of fear. But as the day passed and little happened to harm him, he grew steadily more relaxed. That was, at least, until the electricity coursing through him began to manifest. A brief spark of annoyance, an unconscious exertion and shattered glass from the exploding corridor lights adorned the floor like snow, leaving a stretch of hall in total darkness. Liquid stared down at his hand as sparks crackled over it.

...that was actually both painful and entertaining.]

...the hell?

[Surely that was new.]

(ooc: So yeah, thanks to chat, Liquid now has lightning powers! ...for three days, at least.)

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Yes, my dinosaur, Kazuhira. I'll... take you to meet him at some point.

[He takes the meat, raising an eyebrow and lifting it to his mouth. He doesn't even ask what it is before he sinks his teeth into it, ignoring the blood dripping down his chin from it. The electricity burns it, making him choke but he forces the electricity back with all his willpower and swallows it down quickly.]

[Ocelot grabs Liquid's shoulder, squeezing tight with the flimsy rubber glove.]

Shh... try again. You can do it.

... Guess I'll hope he's an herbivore, then.

[He stares at the blood, surprised at how particularly feral it makes Liquid look, especially considering his shirtlessness and wild hair. He remains next to him, watching him carefully.]

Oh no, he's not. But he won't eat you if I tell him not to. [A beat.] I think.

[He flicked his tongue out to lap at the hot fluid from his lips, taking a moment to breath before returning his attention to the thick, slippery meat in his hands. Slowly, ever so slowly, he lifted it to his mouth. His breathing quickened and he hesitated there for a moment, lips parted before pressing the meat between them.

The heat of his mouth covered the thick meat, engulfing it in warmth and wetness. He choked and gasped, the effort almost too much. But there was no way he'd back down. He let it slip free, tongue flicking out to caress the now-heated meat. Catching his breath, he took it a little slower, tongue working over the steaming meat to ease it into his mouth a little easier. He held it there, resisting the urge for it, and bit.

Thick, creamy life juice dripped down his dry throat, easing his thirst and he uttered a pleased sound. It was almost comforting. He held the meat in his mouth for a moment, still working over it with his lips, tongue and jaw before swallowing. It took him a moment to recover, breathing coming harshly through his lips.]

I feel like I'm on fire inside.

.......

[Dammit Liquid, the one time Ocelot can't safely molest you.]

[He brushes away some of the juice from Liquid's chin with his thumb.]

Maybe you'd better eat something dryer.

[Kaz swallows and is a bit grateful that Ocelot speaks before him.]

Well, I did bring popcorn kernels...

[He's half-joking mentioning this now but he isn't lying.]

...hah. I don't eat popcorn, thank you. And the juice is... actually easing my throat.

[Entirely unaware of the effect he's just had, he leans into Ocelot's touch carelessly.]

If you want me to try it, I can probably pop that corn right here.

[Ocelot brushes his thumb over Liquid's lips, seemingly lost in a daydream, at least for a few seconds.]

Do you want to try drinking?

I've got wine, the best in the house.

[Of course, "the house" is a pretty vague term, but Kaz tasted it for quality.]

We'll worry about the popcorn later. For now, you need to keep up your stamina.

...are you trying to get me drunk, Kazuhira?

[He can't hold his alcohol and you're offering him wine. Dammit, man. He pressed a light kiss to the tip of Ocelot's thumb.]

Water would be nice. If I can handle it.

Well get you some water.... if you can drink carefully...

[Ocelot shivers just slightly, and finds himself unable to resist Liquid. He was never good about avoiding risks and danger anyway. Liquid is all the more desirable by being less obtainable. So he leans towards him, experimentally brushing their lips together just slightly, feeling a static spark over the sensitive flesh.]

What? Why would I--

[Kaz ends up plenty distracted by Liquid's kiss to Ocelot's finger, and doesn't forsee what happens next, his eyes widening in shock.]

Ocelot!

[He places his hand on the shorter man's shoulder but doesn't pull him back. Kaz is far from ignorant of how tempting Liquid is, and he also aches thinking about not being able to touch him properly. He watches them intently, heart beating just a little faster in his chest.]

[-!]

[Liquid freezes, for once unsure of what to do. The obvious answer would be to push Ocelot away but the idea of being unable to touch the two of them is terrifying. He flashes back a little, to the suggestions Volgin made - It doesn't command me, I command it! - and forces all of his willpower into holding it back. Leaning into the kiss, he reigns it all in as much as he can, ignoring the pain. His lips tingle with electricity, turning them numb, but he holds it back to stop the other man from hurting. Then he draws back a little, enough to speak and to admonish the others.]

Adam. That's dangerous. [A hesitant pause before he looks at Kaz. Ok, confession time...] I can't handle alcohol so well. I get drunk far too easily.

[After withdrawing, Ocelot licks his lips a few times, massaging feeling back into them.]

...I think you're starting to control it better.

[He smirks.]

Alcohol? He really can't handle it at all.

[Ocelot's hair, though short, doesn't seem to be standing up and neither of them seemed to be in pain. His shoulders relax just a bit before he sees Ocelot lick his lips out of the corner of his eye. He's wholly distracted when he speaks.]

Another time, then...

[He suddenly leans in and kisses that smirk off Ocelot's lips, wanting to taste both him and the traces of Liquid left behind.]

[Liquid just watches, mentally making a note that these few days are going to be frustrating unless he can make use of these gloves. Still, rubber isn't the most useful thing when it comes to that. So troublesome.

He lets his control loosen a little again, wincing inside at the burns to his skin. Damned electricity. He wasn't sure whether he desired to keep it or desired to get rid of it. If he could control it... ah, the power of it...]

Losing control while in this state is not a good idea. I suppose the two of you will have to get used to entertaining each other for a little while, unless you want to tempt electrical burns.

[Ocelot's damp lips press against Kaz's responsively, letting some of his need for Liquid transfer to him. His tongue flicks against Kaz's lips, teasing and tasting.]

Mm..?

[He rests one hand on Kaz's hip and looks at Liquid.]

I don't think you'll lose control.

Before we test this, maybe we should... see what happens when you let go. We don't know how strong it will be if you don't have conscious control over it and...

that wouldn't exactly be something easy to control when you're delirious from pleasure.

[Kaz swallows again, trying to push down his own budding arousal, and pulls out another smaller piece of meat.]

Here, have this. If you can handle it, I'll get you some water.

[As he speaks, his hand slides down to Ocelot's on his hip and grasps it.]

[He raises an eyebrow at those words, reaching to take the meat from him.]

You don't want to see that. I can feel it. It's strong. If I let go of it... it might hurt you and me as well.

[His lips close over the thick meat, drawing it into his mouth as a pleased sigh escapes. It fills him, stretches his lips around the size of it and he carefully kneads it with his mouth, working it with his jaw to ease it further in. Then he takes it in, bites down on it and swallows the hot meat down. It's good... so good...

He licks his dry lips thoughtfully.]

Water sounds good.

[Ocelot idly rubs his free hand down Liquid's stomach, as if petting an animal in reward for eating its dinner.]

You're doing pretty well.

...

[Kaz isn't sure what to say to that. Of course he doesn't want Liquid to get hurt, and he takes his words seriously.]

We won't risk it, then.

[He squeezes Ocelot's hand and nods.]

He's right, you are.

[He's very pleased to see Liquid actually eating rather than mostly picking at his food. Upon seeing this, Kaz tests his luck and pulls out just a little more, placing it in Liquid's hand before he can protest. Afterward, he hands the bundle of food over to Ocelot.]

Hold this for me. I'll get the water.

[Liquid frowns, but doesn't protest, devouring the meat in his hand. He's getting used to it, slowly. Ocelot's petting, however, gets an eyebrow raise.]

Got any more?

[Whether he means the petting or the meat, it's hard to tell.]

I can try it. I'm not afraid.

[Ocelot takes the food and moves to sit next to Liquid at the wall. He passes another chunk of meat to him, then digs through the bag for another chunk.]

[Figuring Liquid doesn't want to be the only one eating, he gnaws on the second piece himself, making a face at the taste and texture but eating it without complaint anyway. It wouldn't be the first time.]

Thanks. [He takes a bite out of it hungrily, managing to eat it without incident at least. It's harder to control the electricity while eating, but he manages to avoid worse than a few sparks jumping.]

It's not so bad. Volgin sure found a lot of uses for it, I'm sure you can too. [He picks up another piece and takes his time chewing it.]

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