[BJ turns around at Rhys' entrance and gives him a really, really tight hug back, physically picking him up off the ground before setting him down very quickly. Whoa - was he always that heavy? Must have been]
Hi, Stringbean! Also I figured out how the stove works!
[Rhys laughs, taking the hug as an opportunity to smooth a hand up the back of Betelgeuse's neck, through his hair, over his cheek-- He's just soft all over now.]
Nice work. I'm pretty sure that's like-- step one in most of these recipes.
[Rhys takes a half step back, and reaches down to flick open the cookbook on the counter.]
I mean-- we might need to like, decide what we're putting on there, but no harm in getting it all hot first, right?
[The second Betelgeuse sticks his tongue out, Rhys nips forward to give him a gross, sloppy, open mouthed kiss. Just getting the first round of wet and awkward out of the way.]
[Glrf! is probably the closest sound Betelgeuse makes when Rhys goes in for the kiss. He seizes onto him with surprise and a slowly registering sex drive]
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Betelgeuse, who has set more fires in his life than most, fires up the stove to watch the flames]
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Hey. You look a little better.
[Rhys approaches, sets his cookbook on the counter, and leans in for a kiss on the cheek.]
Annnnd, now that I think about it, we should probably also ask for a fire alarm, huh?
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Hi, Stringbean! Also I figured out how the stove works!
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Nice work. I'm pretty sure that's like-- step one in most of these recipes.
[Rhys takes a half step back, and reaches down to flick open the cookbook on the counter.]
I mean-- we might need to like, decide what we're putting on there, but no harm in getting it all hot first, right?
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Oh my god, I just thought of something. Sex is going to feel awkward. And amazing! Right? So wet.
Hey, can we do burgers? Care Bear says they're his favorite.
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[Rhys flicks through a few pages of the cook book, looking for a burger recipe, when something occurs to him, and he glances up at Betelgeuse.]
Wait, is your tongue different now? Is your dick different?
[Admittedly, it's not like his dick was quite as alien as the curving forked tongue, but it was still pretty groady and undead.]
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And maybe! I don't spend a lot of time looking at it. I'd show you but that would be inappropriate.
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[He pushes away from the counter, straightening up to face Betelgeuse again, setting his hands loosely on the man's shoulder's with a smile.]
But if you're feeling shy, maybe you could just show me the tongue?
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[He leers, just a little, enough to let that old spark of a personality in for a second. BJ sticks out his tongue; pink and normal-looking!]
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[The second Betelgeuse sticks his tongue out, Rhys nips forward to give him a gross, sloppy, open mouthed kiss. Just getting the first round of wet and awkward out of the way.]
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Holy shit.
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But he's the bad one now! Betelgeuse made that official when he graduated. So instead, when they break apart, he just laughs, his lips still damp.]
There, it'll only get better and hopefully less awkward from there.
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You are way too good with that.
Jesus, Stringbean, how am I supposed to do this?
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[Rhys runs his hands gently down Betelgeuse's shoulders]
Just don't worry about it too much, and be really upfront about what's good and what's not good. You'll be fine.