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𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐛 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐭 ([personal profile] blumenthal) wrote in [personal profile] errenis 2022-03-04 10:28 pm (UTC)

That kiss, easy as it is, springs the first leak in the dam that Caleb has constructed today in an attempt to keep the more carnal of his distracting urges from overwhelming him. He sways just a little when Yussa pulls away, raising his own hand to brush over his cheek where Yussa's had been a moment ago.

"Of course. I...I trust that you would consult me, and respect my wishes if I declined."

He follows on autopilot, noting that they've progressed further now than they have been yet. It's difficult to say just how much further they will need to go. Surely this chamber can't be any larger than the gardens? He hopes that whatever else they find in this research station he is simply assuming is there, there is somewhere comfortable to lay down. Though he'd wanted to believe he really could manage it today, he doubts he'll make it out of here without needing to accost his companion for sex again.

Eventually the scenery begins to change, little by little. The trees start growing taller and wider, the canopy further overhead, but denser. The flora seems even more outlandish, huge and wildly colored and patterned, the humid air thick and sweet with their scent, and the warm, serenely drifting lights grow in number. Caleb is dizzy and hot, and he more than recognizes the symptoms from yesterday, put pushes on through them with determination for at least a little longer.

The fact that he doesn't quite know how many minutes pass before the find the stairs is a testament to how quickly things have escalated for him. But this could be exactly what they are looking for; a stairway spirals up the massive trunk of the largest tree they've yet seen, leading up into the branches, where a small structure is nestled--a treehouse, which from the ground looks quaintly small, but as it is a fair distance up, is likely larger than it seems.

"That, ah...seems like the way to go," Caleb says, adjusting his hair so that it isn't all plastered to his neck. What he wants is to touch Yussa, but he makes himself roll up his sleeves instead, as if in preparation for climbing. There are spells that would get them up there easily, of course, but Yussa is the expert here on what would be safe to cast and what wouldn't.

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