but even if the stars and moon collide [afterparty]

[allatonce]

[Well, that sucked!

After about an hour, invitations written in colorful ink appear under everyone's doors.]

Understandable if you're not up to it, but we're having a memorial and "don't wanna be alone" hang-out in the restaurant again.

[The restaurant has very much been decorated with the most rainbow fabric she could find in the department store. Jonathan got roped in, mainly so she could make sure he was doing okay, but also because she assumed that he knew how to put a tablecloth on a table. He seemed like the type, anyway.

After consulting with Undertaker, most of the food that's been set out is more traditional Chinese funeral food than Victorian—you can get a whole roast duck in the restaurant—but she tried for a mix of things. There is fruit, the aforementioned roast duck, and several vegetarian dishes along with potatoes for some reason and... cookies? Okay then.

Joy's trying, because that was way less terrible for her than it was for basically anyone else.

Happy Pride Wrath, New Rapture!]

Comments

[bootyhunter]

Ooh, a risk taker! I like that.

[Dandy should be feeling jitters, too.

He doesn't, however. Such is the true nature of a horny idiot propelled by his thirst for the booty... Tonight he just so happens to be after some very flat ass.

All that homoerotic emotional foreplay has unleashed a fire within him, growing hotter by the second, almost as if it intends to scorch everything in his path.

The regret will come later. It will dawn upon him slowly, like a skulking creature of the night, placing its hands just short of around his neck. When Dandy finally realizes that those fingers have closed in and are wringing him dry, the damage will have already been done.]

Okay, then.

Can you open up just a little wider for me?

[Dandy then drifts his thumb over Hagakure's lower lip, savoring that it feels a little irritated and warm. He's made his mark there, baby! Well, sort of. At first, the motion is horizontal, but then after a few strokes, it quickly changes to up and down.]

Just to use a few words your dumb ass'll understand, I'd like to "kiss-you-kiss-you."

[He means: With tongue. This is also a dig regarding the thread where he straight up ran away after one throwaway line of Space Dandy flirtation.]

And maybe some other fun stuff'll happen along the way. I dunno!

[His tone implies that he certainly does know.]

I'm a play-it-by-ear kinda guy.

[this is so cursed! following is in a huskier, sultrier voice butt i am embarrassed:]

Meaning that I like it when you play with my ears.

Let's give this bad idea a go, baby.

[The last miserable detail of all of this, is...

He's going to be fumbling around with Hagakure's belt now. Fun stuff??? I guess...]

[sixthnonsense]

[Hagakure's eyebrows furrow into something out a pout when Dandy brings up the other day's fiasco. It looks especially stupid in hindsight now, considering the two of them are now sharing a bed and are very much into each other. Fortunately, all concerns once again drift away as more exciting prospects force their way into his limited brain space.

He licks his lips after Dandy pulls his hand away.]

I know what you meant. I'd get to it faster if you stopped talkin' for a sec.

[His own attempt to sound smooth in the moment is woefully inadequate, but the fact that he's trying is cute in way.

He leans back in for another kiss, this time with his lips parted so Dandy can enter at his leisure. It's also, um. Difficult to miss what Dandy's doing with his belt, and he's suddenly glad Dandy can't see the full effect of what it's doing to his face. Though red hot and practically vibrating with nerves, he keeps his position so Dandy can work at his belt. Similar to his usual getup, his belt is actually a rope tie! It's knotted in a bow, so hopefully Dandy can untie a shoelace while drunk.]

[bootyhunter]

[He is absolutely going to have trouble with undoing that knot, but that just means more jostling and grabbing of [CENSORED] is probably due further down the line.]

Sure thing, bonehead!

Guess that means I'll be shuttin' up now.

[Dandy acts on that invitation almost as quickly as it was issued, and while it may be Hagakure's first time foraying into this sort of intimate adventure, it certainly isn't Dandy's... Which will be apparent the second their tongues make any contact, go figure!

When you've been alive so long that the details of your existence become a blur, people and places that no longer exist become lost to time. Dandy is an idiot, that's for sure, but that can in part be attributed to the fact that there's just too much he's lived through to be retained. He can't remember a thing about his first love, not what her laugh sounded like or if her hands were small and dainty. Given Dandy's natural ability to see beyond most physical limitations, there's a good chance "she" wasn't even female or human at all.

What he does retain, however, at least for the amount of time that he's occupied this particular Dandy body... Is the feeling. Call it muscle memory, if you will. It's why Dandy is astonishingly adept at a few tasks that require an immense amount of practice and diligence, such as riding a surfboard or piloting a giant robot. For now, since he can't recall who his first love was, he can live vicariously through Hagakure's nervous excitement and guide him gently into the warm waters of the night.

Dandy's pyonium reactivity has been shut down entirely, thank goodness, otherwise they'd be simultaneously messing around in a variety of changing environments. A grassy field beneath cherry blossoms, a log cabin in the midst of a snowy winter, and perhaps even a tattered mattress on a drifting boat. Either way, it's what Dandy happens to be experiencing at the time, but thankfully, he's aware that part is all in his head. Those are just the seasons of love; it's a stupid galaxy-altering, mind-bending metaphor.

For the rest of the evening, and frankly, all the moments that they spend together hereafter... Dandy will have a noticeable heartbeat.]