VAMPIRE AU

[enigmaster]

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[enigmaster]

[...aaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-- what the heck is even happening why does this have so much of an effect on him what's with that cute smile] Well. Good. I'll definitely teach you, then. In the meantime, though, did, um... did you find everything you needed?

[agoodname]

I did~ [he continues smiling at him as he pats the books resting on the desk] I've got a bit more research in them to do before I try another one, I think.

[enigmaster]

Oh, good. That's... good. Ah... [help] Are you doing research for anything in particular or is it just an interest of yours?

[agoodname]

A little bit of both, honestly. Specifically, I'm working on a thesis comparing the tie-ins of myths and old medical treatments. But it's also certainly something I enjoy. [:>]

[enigmaster]

Ah... Really? [oh no that sounds interesting] That must be a lot of fun to research, I mean, that's a fascinating topic. I can see why you'd enjoy it.

[agoodname]

It is fun. And fascinating. Human beings will make up all sorts of reasons for things they don't quite understand.

[enigmaster]

Well. Far easier to just blame it all on something mysterious, isn't it? There's far less thinking involved that way.

[agoodname]

Not necessarily. [Oswald hums a bit] Most people will dismiss it as a lack of thought, when oftentimes it's quite the opposite. There's often, in fact, a lot of thought put into these myths, which is why they have the staying power that they did and do continue to have.

[enigmaster]

Perhaps in the old ones. Don't get me wrong, those are certainly fascinating and they didn't have the advantage of knowing all we do today. There's some fair enough assumptions given the facts they had. But... Well, things are very different today. And yet... [oh the medical myths today. boy. yikes. how about that psuedoscience huh] I think I'd much rather see people believing in curses again. At least that fear is almost sensible in comparison.

[agoodname]

[Oswald chuckles at that] A fair point. Modern medical myths are more, shall we say...ridiculous.

[enigmaster]

I've had a few people come in asking for books proving their pet theories. It takes a lot of strength not to laugh at them.

[agoodname]

I suppose you should be commended for your patience, then. [he hums a bit, leaning across the desk a little further, reaching out to rest his fingers against the back of Edward's hand, idly tracing a vein towards his knuckles] I don't know if I'd have that kind of strength to not want to disprove them immediately.

[enigmaster]

Well, it's certainly difficult, but I don't exactly want them to complain and-- [and that is Oswald's fingers against his hand okay okay wow this is happening] ...and... uh... get me in trouble, you know, so...

[agoodname]

[he drags his fingers back up, slowly, until he can circle Edward's wrist, gently] I can certainly see why that would make things difficult, if they were to complain. Still, that's far more patience than I think many would have shown with such hogwash. [and he's gently petting his index and middle fingers against the inside of Edward's wrist, where the skin is most sensitive, pressing against the spot where he should be able to feel his pulse]

[enigmaster]

It's really... not that... Um... [Edward's still, frozen in... something. He can't quite seem to think straight, somehow, just from these little touches. And that seems ridiculous, but... But, well. His mind certainly is blank. And his heart rate has definitely increased. Oswald will feel that, for sure, though he could probably guess as much from the blush on Edward's face and the way he's gone all quiet.]

[agoodname]

[he's going to squeeze Edward's wrist gently, watching his face, that blush] ....should I stop?

[enigmaster]

["Should I stop?" How is he supposed to answer a question like that? Okay, yes, well. Very easily, in theory. Just say "yes, please stop" and that's that. Except he doesn't really... want that. ...That's weird, right? This isn't really his sort of-- Oswald is just touching his hand, nothing is really happening, but he squeezes Edward's wrist and his mind goes blank and Edward just ends up shaking his head quietly. No. No need to stop...]

[agoodname]

Ah, good. [Oswald is clearly pleased by that, a slow half-smirk curling the corner of his mouth, eyes going lidded] I'm so glad to hear that. [his fingers curl, nails lightly dragging against the skin of his inner arm as he pulls his hand upward slowly, only up to about halfway up his inner arm, before dragging back down to his wrist. Just letting him feel the sensation of that]

[enigmaster]

[They're just simple movements, but something about the way Oswald is trailing over his arm is... It's hard to describe. But it's nice. Really nice.] I-- [Edward's voice kind of dies, and he swallows quickly. Quickly glancing around, because he knows he's very red right now.] You, ah... You are...?

[agoodname]

Of course. [there's no one here but them--he's aware of that, though Edward might not be. He drags his fingers higher, now, digging in just a bit harder, increasing that sensation, though not even close to the point of pain] As I said, I'd hate to make you uncomfortable. [At least at this stage of the game. Oswald hums a bit though, in contemplation, watching Edward's face keenly] Though I would say that it seems that you are enjoying it~

[enigmaster]

[Edward certainly isn't uncomfortable. A little nervous, maybe. But yes. Definitely enjoying it and he can feel himself getting more red at getting called out on that.] Um, yes, well. Well, I... [words. what are words. oh god.] I don't... mind it, no...

[agoodname]

Ah, well, I'm certainly glad you don't mind~ [it's teasing, gently, fingers dragging upward one last time, this time all the way to where he can shift his hand to cup Edward's elbow, easing him forward] Although...[he trails off a bit, urging Edward to lean a bit across the desk by his elbow so he's much closer as Oswald leans in as well] ...you know, I don't know if these two books will be sufficient enough for my research. Perhaps we should check the card catalogue one more time? Just in case we've missed something. [he's lowered his voice just a touch, tone certainly suggestive]

[enigmaster]

[Edward blinks a little as Oswald guides him forward, almost more in control of his movements than Edward himself. There's a light frown on his face, as Oswald mentions the books, but then his eyes widen just a little. Oh. Oh, this is... uh... Wow, that slightly lower voice is kind of a lot.] I... see. Well, um. Well. I suppose I'll just... have to help you. With that. [He'll get up and away from his desk, perhaps almost a bit skittish in his movements.] I guess we'd... best go see.

[agoodname]

I do appreciate the help~ [he reaches out to take his cane, gaze tracking Edward's movements, easily stepping up next to him] Shall we?

[enigmaster]

Yes. Yes, ah... Yes. [Why does he keep talking? ffs, Edward. He's just... going to start heading over there. Quickly. But not, you know, too quickly. Because that would be weird. Which this isn't.]