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[OOM: Sixth night with Ruin - Gorlim arrives to find Ruin with Gabriel, who has been mistakenly handed off to the wrong ~~Slim Shady~~ Constantine Maroulis by Nerdanel. They have a hell of a fight which neither can win because they are identically matched. It ends when Ruin tells Gorlim about him and Mary Anne in Angband. Gorlim takes his son and leaves, claiming he doesn't need to stay any longer tonight because Ruin broke his word when he took Gabriel.

This is not threaded because the muns don't feel like it, but that's what happened.]

And now Gorlim is in the bar with murder in his eyes, blood on his clothes, and a terrified small child in his arms.

You needn't worry about the baby, though: just worry about what will happen if you come too close to this man and look at his son the wrong way. Go on and try it. This particular spot in the bar could use a bloodbath.

And oh yes, he is heavily armed. Approach at your own risk.

[ooc: But by no means should the narrative be considered a plot lock. All are welcome, as usual. :)]

[ooc the second: All threads below Guppy's to be millitimed after Nerdanel leaves with Gabriel, say thankya.]

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"That is the problem with being like him," he says with a sigh. "But it does not change the fact that you did do damage to him, no matter how quickly it heals."

Gorlim sighs.

"Will you take a bath with me later? I'm not sure what he did to me, it'll probably need a little patching. Do you mind...?"

He grins.

"I never mind baths with you. It allows me to touch you."

It offered a sense of closeness to bathe with his lover.

"I thought you were still... uncomfortable with that," he says quietly. Caring more than anything else that Namo be cared for too.

He looks into Gorlim's eyes.

"I am more comfortable than I was... when we are not being... intimate. Bathing you is not the intimacy that... hurts."

He nods, and touches his cheek, understanding completely.

"Does this hurt?"

He smiles.

"No."

trust you so want to trust you will trust you somehow--

"That is pleasant, dove."

"And... this?"

He leans up and gently, tenderly kisses his lips. No tongue, just a soft, loving touch, slow and careful and infinitely adoring.

The smile remains, but a playful, relaxed spark comes into his eyes.

"That is exceedingly pleasant."

He smiles and does it again, with tongue this time.

"And this?"

There is a quiet gasp in the back of his throat.

"You are teasing now."

And his tone shows that yes, he likes it.

*tsk* "You really think I would do that to you?"

He fingers Namo's throat, at the base of his jaw, just under his pierced ear.

His eyes widen just a little, body now still.

"I know you would. I cannot tell you how many nights I have crawled into bed aching because you have teased and run off," he says with a lazy grin.

Gorlim tsks at himself now.

"We shall fix that. As soon as we are both patched up a bit."

Another kiss, and then a sigh. "Let me hold the little one down here a bit longer, and I'll come find you soon. All right?"

He nods.

"Yes, love." Gabriel only fusses a little, but settles immediately in his Ada's arms. "Love you, dove," he murmurs before kissing him and slipping from the booth.

Gorlim takes the child, leans back, and orders more brandy from a passing rat.