Tarot Beach Party

[lady_moon]

There are those of the tarot who know how to set up for a party.

Ruin had spent most of the afternoon building the bonfire. He has carefully made it much in the way he would have with the villagers of his mortal life when they would celebrate the harvests. Charity, Unity, and Skill had spent most of the day setting up food, both their sorts of foods and the sorts the sentients would be expecting.

Moon watched it all with rapt fascination, her eyes on the marshmallows Skill told her firmly she isn't allowed to touch yet. But they're white and fluffy looking and Moon is curious. Mons barks at her, warning Skill, and Moon is shooed off.

It's Fortune who puts out blankets, spread all over the beach area for everyone to use. Moon watches her family set up for a party, for guests... real guests who are coming simply to come instead of for answers. She watches Fortune set down a large stack of very warm looking towels, and she grins.

Swimming. Damian will like the swimming.

Her wolves run up and down the beach in excitement, and Moon knows it's time.

Disappearing back to Milliways, she sets it up so people can come and go as they need to, pleased with herself and her family.

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Re: Food and Drink

[ash-imperfect.livejournal.com]

Asher hums softly, the closest he can get to a purr, leaning in to Nathaniel's hand.

"I would like that," he murmurs, wrapping his arms around his knees, fingers of one hand wrapped around the opposite wrist.

Re: Food and Drink

[nathaniel_kitten]

Nathaniel looks down at Asher briefly, quietly amused.

"You're awfully affectionate tonight."

Re: Food and Drink

[ash-imperfect.livejournal.com]

"I am happy," Asher answers simply. Anita is not here, he has Nathaniel, and Jean-Claude, and all their friends. He feels more relaxed than he has in a long time.

Re: Food and Drink

[nathaniel_kitten]

"I can see that."

It pleases Nathaniel to know he can make Asher happy, or even contribute to that happiness. It takes him just a little doing, but soon he's sitting beside Asher on the blanket, s'more and orange pop in hand.

"This, old man, is a s'more. Graham crackers, toasted marshmallow, and good chocolate, all smooshed together in a nice sandwich-like confection." He laughs. "We never went camping, but Mom would make them for Nicky and me on the gas stove at home when Dad was out."

He remembers those early years fondly, before Mom died and Dad changed and... the world just changed.

Re: Food and Drink

[ash-imperfect.livejournal.com]

"Smooshed?" He arches an eyebrow. The only other time he's heard that word is from Moon's lips, and he suspects it has a very different meaning there.

He looks closely at the treat, the chocolate melting with the toasted marshmallow, and licks his lips in expectation.

Asher, it should be obvious by now, has a sweet tooth.

Re: Food and Drink

[nathaniel_kitten]

"I know what Lady Moon uses that word for, but I used it for a much different reason."

He gives Asher a bit of a bop with his shoulder. After a moment, when he's sure everything is nicely melted, he takes a bite. It's everything he remembers good from those nights when Dad would work late and Mom would entertain Nicky and him. It's sweet, thick, and crunchy all at once, and he closes his eyes to savor both the taste and the memory.

Re: Food and Drink

[ash-imperfect.livejournal.com]

Asher closes his eyes too, focusing on the taste, the texture on his tongue. No matter what they had to go through to get here, he cannot regret any of the marks. Not when he gets to taste food again.

Re: Food and Drink

[nathaniel_kitten]

Nathaniel chuckles, washing the thick sweetness down with his pop.

"I know why you gave me the marks now, why you keep me around," he says, his amused face lit up by the firelight.

Re: Food and Drink

[ash-imperfect.livejournal.com]

Asher smiles.

"It is a boon, I will admit. but it is not the only reason to mark a lover," he reassures Nathaniel, sliding his arm around his lover's waist, hoping the residual heat from the fire is enough that he won't seem too chilled.

Re: Food and Drink

[nathaniel_kitten]

Chilled or not, Nathaniel cuddles against him, slowly eating his s'more, listening to the fire crackle and their friends talk about them. When he's done, he wipes his hands and then lifts his wrist to Asher.

His wrist wasn't a place he particularly likes to be fed from, but it's rather inconspicuous. "If you want," he murmurs, smiling faintly at Asher.

Re: Food and Drink

[ash-imperfect.livejournal.com]

"Thank you," Asher murmurs, "but I can wait." He, too, would rather feed from Nathaniel's throat, or the inside of his thigh; the wrist is far less intimate, and Asher never wants their feeding to become routine, boring.

Re: Food and Drink

[nathaniel_kitten]

Nathaniel allows his hand to fall to Asher's thigh.

"I used to know how to act around you. At least, sort of." He chuckles, resting his head against Asher's shoulder. "Now, I think I keep screwing things up."

Re: Food and Drink

[ash-imperfect.livejournal.com]

Asher slides his arm around Nathaniel, pulling him closer, kissing the top of his head.

"Non, cher," he murmurs. "You are doing very well."

Re: Food and Drink

[nathaniel_kitten]

The praise means everything to him.

"I just want to make you proud for choosing me," he says softly.

Re: Food and Drink

[ash-imperfect.livejournal.com]

"And I am," Asher answers honestly.

Re: Food and Drink

[nathaniel_kitten]

Nathaniel nuzzles Asher, sighing softly, content to just remain there by the fire for a little while longer before he attacks Jason in the ocean.