7rings- PCs with Yuri

[notaccurate]

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[notaccurate]

Oh no, of course not. I'm giving you special permission here.

[His tone implies that Yuri should take it as a high honor.]

[aubins]

Does it come with a medal?

[ he will be very honoured. ]

[notaccurate]

I can give you a seal of approval, if you like.

[He'll lean in to nip at Yuri's nape, though not hard enough to leave a mark.]

[aubins]

[ well, there's his seal of approval. yuri laughs. ]

Alright, alright. I'll be appropriately awed when I get to wash your hair.

[notaccurate]

Do take care with it, when you get the chance. I take a lot of pride in it.

[So much so that he could have ended up in Pride! But yeah he's making sure to soap up even the long bits of Yuri's hair.]

It's actually one of the few things I've always had at least some control over. For as much as my life was decided for me, I at least got that freedom. So long as I didn't get too outlandish with it.

[aubins]

Ahhh, that's why you're so particular about it.

[ he tilts his head back so luca can get to all the suds a little easier. it makes sense. if so much of your life is out of your control, it makes sense that he's so fixated on the one thing he has any say over. ]

I'll be very careful with it then.

[notaccurate]

I appreciate it.

[His touch is gentle as he works the soap into Yuri's hair, and it's equally gentle when he starts cupping up handfuls of water to rinse said soap out.]

It's lucky I don't yet grow much facial hair. I wouldn't be able to stomach keeping any such growth on my face, and I'm sure they would insist on me keeping it if I could grow a decent mustache.

[aubins]

[



i'm sorry luca.

he sort of.

snortgiggles. ]

[notaccurate]

Laugh it up, I know the mental image is horrifying.

[GRUMBLE GRUMBLE but he's conditioning Yuri's hair now.]

[aubins]

[ thank you for not dunking him in the water. ]

Make sure you put your foot down over that one. I can imagine you'll look much better without any facial hair.

[notaccurate]

If I have my way then I won't have to listen to them ever again.

[Luca, casually hinting at his wish.]

[aubins]

[ luca: i’m dropping hints about my wish
luca with a megaphone: I WILL BE FREE OF MY OBLIGATIONS ]

Ah.

That explains the diligence here, then.

[notaccurate]

[What obligations, he wants none of them.]

Partially.

Part of it is also that there are plenty of fun people here.

[aubins]

[ he's valid. probably. ]

That's a polite way of describing us all. [ honestly, some of them are wild, luca. ]

[notaccurate]

[Some of them are really wild and that's fine. Luca knows what he's about.]

Well. It pays to be polite to someone you want to take to bed.

Speaking of which, has anyone told you how attractive you are lately?

[He's lightly teasing here, he's not looking to jump into bed with anyone tonight. But he does like Yuri and would like to do it in the future, so the teasing stands.]

[aubins]

Hmm. Anyone would think you were fishing for something, Luca.

[ he doesn't sound anything other that lightly amused. they all know what they're about here, after all. ]

[notaccurate]

People can think what they want. The results only matter to me and the one I'm fishing for.

[aubins]

That's not a bad way to look at things, you know. In a lot of aspects.

[notaccurate]

It really isn't. A goal-oriented mind is a successful one.

[Time to wash the conditioner out! And when he's done, he'll hold out the bottles for Yuri to take so they can swap spots.]

[aubins]

Mm, but the goal varies.

[ when luca's done he'll shake his wet hair a little -- not quite like a dog, but enough that he's going to send a few drops of water flying. but he'll shift around and put the bottles nearby so they're within easy reach. ]

You're not allowed to backseat hairwash, alright? [ no panicking about your hair. ]

[notaccurate]

[Cute. He's going to reach up to tuck Yuri's hair back a bit more so it's out of his face before he gets settled in.]

Wouldn't this be frontseat hairwashing?

[Still, he will behave. Or try to behave. He' drawing his knees up to his chest and holding onto them to keep his hands occupied, because he absolutely will try to intervene if he doesn't keep them busy.]

[aubins]

[ he blinks a little when his hair is tucked back, but continues on regardless: ] Frontseat, backseat....

[ a shrug? ] No fussing.

[ he will try and be as careful as he can dampening down luca's hair, but he's 90% expecting this to be a full on fusspot situation one way or the other. ]

[notaccurate]

[Oh he will, but he's behaving. For now.]

Right, right, no fussing! I will just make lazy swimming circles in the water while you gently caress my hair.

[aubins]

[ for now. ]

Or sit on your hands, either would work.

[ he's dumping that water over his hair now. ]

[notaccurate]

I will beha-AVE!

[The last syllable goes up an octave as water is dumped on him.]