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virtuesignal: (And I'll dream each night)

[personal profile] virtuesignal 2024-10-21 05:29 pm (UTC)(link)
I only love Ali.

So. No. It's different.

I have a hard time putting to words what I have trouble with. It is a unicorns' natural instinct to only grant power to those who earn it. Sex always involves an exchange of power.


[Concord is straight up dumb, but he's almost got a read on his issues with all this; it's all too casual for him. He holds too much significance in having sex... something he really needs to fight his instincts on and change his mindset about, if he's going to escape this place.]

Giving him free reign back home would be a mistake, is all I'll say. [love that dragon, but trust him to not act out selfishly in how he influences and guides mortal society? Not a chance. Concord is needed to be his moral compass.]
virtuesignal: (And I love Vermont)

[personal profile] virtuesignal 2024-10-21 06:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Amicable. Thank you. I will hold such a promise in good faith.

[The least he can do is extend trust in her words, being offered such understanding. They have only just met, but she's definitely put him to ease. (Women just have a quicker time of that with him, it's a unicorn thing. Nothing to do with virginity, though. Damned Church, making up such tales...)]

Charlie does have a way about him, in regard to exchange and favors... know I am not like that. If I grant anything, it is with no expectations of future return.

Tell me if you wish to, I am curious.
virtuesignal: (That I might not have)

[personal profile] virtuesignal 2024-10-21 06:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Then fair it will be, between us. That is also amicable.

As for a lack of likeness to my kind, that remains to be seen. Lust is of nature and nature is my domain. Purity is a virtue, but it has nothing to do with physical desire.


[Something mortals loooove to misinterpret and impose their own moral values on. Concord doesn't see it that way,]
virtuesignal: (And I love Vermont)

[personal profile] virtuesignal 2024-10-22 04:24 pm (UTC)(link)
I will do my best to impress.

Boldness is an admirable trait.

I reckon you wouldn't be lacking in that.
[even dense as he is, Concord can tell she knows what she wants. She's been clear on that much]
virtuesignal: (That I might not have)

[personal profile] virtuesignal 2024-10-22 05:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Is it so easy for you to indulge such whims?

[Concord has (1) human form he can take, so the idea of being able to change his look on the command of another is pretty foreign. He won't even shave his damn beard for Ali. He's a stubborn creature and his physical expression manifests itself as such, very set in place.]
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virtuesignal: (And I love Vermont)

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[personal profile] virtuesignal 2024-10-22 05:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Feminine traits put my more confrontational instincts to rest. Though, look as you feel most confident. That is the most attractive quality.
virtuesignal: (of some version of you)

[personal profile] virtuesignal 2024-10-22 05:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[...


He thinks for literally one second more before adding, perhaps selfishly, but he has been asked soooo-]


No black hair or red eyes. If you please.

[Concord appreciates such traits, but he does not like to be distractedly reminded of Ali when with another. It is disrespectful to who he is with, or so he sees it.]
virtuesignal: (but that'll have to do)

[personal profile] virtuesignal 2024-10-22 06:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[She's being very sweet and accommodating to him, isn't she? It works on Concord. He's only so stubborn.]

As soon as you like to.

And yes. If you can tolerate me so long.
virtuesignal: (but that'll have to do)

[personal profile] virtuesignal 2024-10-22 06:33 pm (UTC)(link)
It is not worry. [It is worry. He is telling a rare lie, unknowingly, because he would like to believe it for himself... admitting to shyness is not something Concord will do. He stomps worry and shyness down the moment he catches them boiling to his surface.

Good favor is a reward for the bold, after all.]


No time like the present.

My room is not luxurious. I am only ranked a six in the hierarchy of this place.

You are welcome to spend the night, if it suits you. Or I could meet you somewhere of your choosing.
virtuesignal: (But it's the season of the sticks)

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[personal profile] virtuesignal 2024-10-22 06:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Amicable.

[His favored word to agree, especially when he doesn't have any better thoughts to express himself with. Concord also doesn't care the where, only the who. She really strikes him.

Makes him feel awkward. Out of his depth. What did Charlie get him into-?

Nervously withheld excitement abounds. He simply sends her his room number and floor, she can arrive when she likes to, Concord not about to rush nor delay. He can wait patiently. He needs to be patient, the buzzing anticipation isn't going to be helped by any pushiness on his part. He'll pace his room about it and be all too quick to open the door if there's a knock.]
virtuesignal: (That I might not have)

[personal profile] virtuesignal 2024-11-11 06:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[Concord stands with a hand on the open door, processing her appearance with outwardly calm regard. Beneath his level headed expression is a rapid consideration of his next action. First impulse, something like charm, "you're beautiful." It goes unsaid. He's never been that type of man. He'd probably fail at saying it without some odd emphasis, making it sound hollow or conceding- because of course she looks beautiful.

Second impulse, just reach out and pull her into his arms. Romantic, but hasty. Much too hasty. Concord's skin crawls at the desire to show good restraint warred with passionate boldness.

Final decision, he nods to her, respectfully stepping aside so she can enter the room. His bulk fills the entry hall leading this bathroom and then bedroom space, unless he moves his back against the wall to give her space.

They had spoken only with text, so his voice might surprise her. Concord speaks very quietly, low and gruff, but with a western type of twang. It is a soothing type of voice, one that is difficult to imagine being raised in anger,]


Yes. Welcome... make yourself comfortable.
virtuesignal: (And I love Vermont)

[personal profile] virtuesignal 2024-11-12 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
[Concord has plenty about him to observe with normal senses. Largely pleasant features, at that. His size and build are impressive, muscular while still having the rugged look of a well worked man. A simple, old fashion way of dressing himself; suit slacks, suspenders, half open button down rolled up to the elbows. No shoes or socks on in his own space. A space that smells... very out of place for the hotel. Too natural for it. A unicorn will always smell like their home and so that's what Concord's room is scented like from his presence in it. Praire and mountains and woodlands. Pine and juniper and wet, rich soil.

He closes the door behind her. It locks automatically. He turns and follows along as she sits herself upon his bed. Concord stands in front of her.

As he answers, he catches a suspender with the underside of a thumb and nudges it off his shoulder. Repeating the motion with military ease and rigor on both sides,]


My kind, we are naturally aggressive. It is so we can protect our land and what lives there... Can only keep that bottled up so long, but I'm good at restraint. A promise. [as if restraint seems like anything she wants from him, but it is promised none-the-less, as a show of respect. Really, he is too good at it, too well composed, which is what makes a place like this so difficult for him.

He shrugs his shirt off. More for her to admire of him, and wonder about, given the entirely too nasty scar on one side of his front. The rest of him sure seems pristinely kept, compared to that one marred and collapse in line.]


Still. I always need one way or another... to blow off steam. [it is usually drinking and fighting, which might explain to her why Charlie finds interest in a man who seems so otherwise pure hearted]
virtuesignal: (And I saw your mom)

[personal profile] virtuesignal 2024-11-12 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[He listens and watches her intently, right back. Kiritsubo's chosen form is indeed very pleasing, to the eyes and Concord imagines all the other senses. That pressure is definitely building in him, desire and impatience. He can restrain both, even taking some satisfaction in doing so, in taking their time though they've rushed to this point rather quickly. At least, for Concord. He'd have never imagined himself this kind of man. One happy to take someone to his bed so soon after making their acquaintance.

This place is doing something to him. He will think on if that is natural adaptation or sinful corruption later on. For now, he is focused only on her and her words.]


These are tattoos. [He notes to her, reaching a hand over his up to his own face, thumbing over the marks there. As he presses into each, they briefly glimmer with silver. That makes them read less as oddly arranged scars and more like he said. A tattoo in the shape of a constellation from back home...]

They have grown faded with time. Still, there is nothing soiled about such marks. They become a part of someone. [they are a magically practical thing to himself and to Ali, extra measures for locking away his horn and the dragons' wings when taking such forms. Concord would understand someone who simply wishes to adorn themself in artwork, though seeing no reason for judgement of that.]

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