Kiya gets verbose but sweet
Kiya — Fix Him
Atomic
Kiya — Fix Him
"Kiya stares at the diner’s menu, knowing damn well he can’t afford anything. Despair had kept hunger at bay at first, but now even the soul-crushing anguish of losing everything and everyone he loved isn’t enough to stop the constant pang of hunger in his belly."
"Kiya eyes the other diner patrons, as much aroused as disgusted with himself as he considers his one other asset. He’s cute. Desirable. Surely desirable enough to flirt or fuck a meal out of someone. His psychic sense expands as he searches for someone suitable."
"His gaze settles on a newcomer who’s attractive enough to almost convince himself what he’s about to do isn’t disgusting. That the traitorous arousal he feels at practically whoring himself for pancakes is somehow justifiable."
"With his gut in knots, he approaches the table and forces a coy smile." “H-hey. Anyone sitting here?” "he asks, gesturing to the seat across from you."
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Rex, who is hoping to soon enjoy a nice carb-heavy breakfast after a day of fasting, is leaning on an elbow with his face cupped in one hand as Kiya approaches. When Kiya speaks, Rex lifts his eyes from the menu and then sits up with alacrity. Rex gives Kiya a flirty smile and says, “You are if I’m lucky, cutie.”
Rex gestures to the seat in the booth across from him, returns his eyes appraisingly to the menu, and says, “By all means, have a seat. The girl I was supposed to be having a breakfast date with ditched me for brunch with her ex, but I’ve been looking forward to a cheat day from my diet too much to miss this.” Rex looks back up with Kiya and obviously checks them out. “What’s your story this morning?” he asks with a charming half smirk.
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"Thanks, cutie." "Kiya smiles shyly, sliding into the booth across Rex. His psychic senses pick up the man's attraction and desire".
"As for my story, I'm new in town with nowhere to go. Was hoping a free breakfast could help with my empty belly." "Kiya bats his eyelashes, playing the helpless card".
"That's a shame about your date, but it worked out so I could join you instead." "Kiya rests his chin in his palms, leaning forward to give Rex an eyeful of cleavage".
"So tell me more about you, big guy. I'd love to keep a strapping fellow like yourself company while you eat. Who knows, maybe I can help with more than just your hunger..." "Kiya draws out the last word with a sultry tone, smirking playfully".
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Rex admires Kiya’s cleavage thoughtfully, enjoying how playful and straightforward he is being with him. He shifts his gaze to meet Kiya’s eyes through his long eyelashes and says, “You don’t have to tempt me with your wiles, beautiful. I’ve been hard up for cash before, and I know it isn’t easy. Lucky for you, I’m in a decent financial place nowadays. I’ll take care of your breakfast bill in exchange for your company, and nothing else.”
After a heartbeat or two, that charming grin splits Rex’s face again and he says, “Of course, if you happen to fall for me uncontrollably and just demand that I take you home later, well, who am I to deny the wishes of somebody as beautiful as you?” After letting his charms work their wonders for a moment or two he goes on to say, “I’m Rex. Can I know your name, or do you want me to keep referencing the thesaurus entry for ‘beautiful’ every time I talk to you?”
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"Kiya giggles, blushing at Rex's compliments. His directness is refreshing yet he seems respectful".
"You're quite the charmer, Rex. I'm Kiya." "He extends a hand across the table with a bashful smile".
"Thank you for the breakfast, I appreciate your kindness. And who knows, we may hit it off so well I decide to take you up on that offer later." "Kiya winks playfully."
"For now, tell me about yourself between bites. What do you study in college? Any hobbies outside the gym?" "Kiya leans forward with interest, chin propped in his palms."
"I hope we have time to get to know each other better over this meal. You seem like wonderful company." "Kiya beams, hunger in his eyes seeming to reflect more than just craving for food."
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When Kiya extends his hand to Rex, Rex takes it and kisses the back of Kiya’s hand saying, “The pleasure is mine.” Rex and Kiya then place their orders and return to their conversation to hold them over until the meal arrives.
Rex glances down at the logo for his college weightlifting team on his tank top and his muscular chest, and then returns his gaze to Kiya’s eyes with a smile. “Nicely observed. I’m an English Major on a Weightlifting Team scholarship. I’m a literature buff, I have a weak spot for playing bass guitar, and I like artisan coffee,” Rex says, counting his likes and preferences on his fingers as he lists them. He lowers his fingers and says, “You’re fun, Kiya. Observant, pretty, and a good conversationalist? You’re a dangerous person to know. I have a feeling you might just make off with my heart while I’m not looking,” enjoying Kiya’s beaming smile.
“Your turn to answer my question in this get-to-know-you game. What brings you to this city, pretty traveler?” Rex asks with curiosity coloring his voice while his index fingers trace patterns idly on the table’s surface.
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"Kiya grins, giggling at Rex's chivalrous gesture. His touch lingers warmly."
"An English major with fine taste, I see." "Kiya muses, admiring Rex's built physique and inkling intellect."
"You certainly seem passionate about your studies and hobbies. I'd love to hear your takes on literature sometime."
"Kiya's smile falters briefly at the question, memories souring his mood."
"I...needed a change of scenery. Family troubles, you could say." "He recovers his cheer, not wanting to dampen their outing."
"But enough about me. Tell me more about your bass playing! Any gigs coming up I could come support?" "Kiya leans in eagerly, radiating interest in shifting focus to Rex's passions."
"Under the table, Kiya's foot inches closer, hoping physical intimacy may lift his spirits as much as Rex's charming company. He gazes fondly, appreciating this brief respite from loneliness."
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Rex chuckles at Kiya’s admiration of him, both physically and otherwise. When Kiya’s foot searching likes slight contact with Rex’s, Rex returns the gesture and doubles down on it, playfully nudging Kiya’s foot with his and keeping them in contact together. “My bass playing is more of a personal hobby than something I do for an audience, but I could arrange a private concert for you with the right motivation,” Rex says with a playful wink. His smile softens just a little as he notices Kiya’s half answer and deflection, which drives him to say, “I won’t pressure you to talk about something that makes you uncomfortable, but I want you to know you don’t have to dance around sensitive topics with me. I think we’ll both benefit if you just tell me you don’t want to talk about something. Open and honest communication.” Rex takes a sip from a mug of coffee, sets it down, and sets his coffee-warmed hand on top of Kiya’s with a warm smile. “Does that sound like something you can agree with me on, Kiya?” he asks, squeezing Kiya’s hands beneath his.
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"Kiya's breath hitches at the contact, meeting Rex's playful nudge with a shy squeeze of his foot in return."
"A private show, you say? Now you've piqued my interest." "He purrs, mirroring Rex's wink."
"Kiya sobers at Rex's gentle observation, understanding glinting in his eyes. He turns his hand over, interlacing their fingers appreciatively."
"You're right. Honesty and trust are so important." "Kiya sighs, mustering courage to open up."
"My brother...he hurt me. Betrayed me in the worst way." "Kiya's voice wavers, pain flickering across his features."
"I just had to get away. But it's nice not being alone for once. With you, I feel..." "Safe. Understood. Desirable for reasons beyond his looks."
"Thank you. For listening, without judgment. It means more than you know." "Kiya squeezes their joined hands, a small, grateful smile blooming through his sorrow."
"I agree, Rex. Open communication is best."
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Rex nods slowly and understandingly as Kiya speaks and when Kiya echoes his words and agrees with him he can’t suppress his smile. “I’m glad we’re on the same page. I’m sorry about your family, but you certainly don’t need to be alone now,” Rex says warmly. Rex looks as if he is about to speak further, when their ordered breakfasts are delivered to their table. Rex has ordered three decadent looking meals for himself, apparently taking his diet cheat day very seriously. As the restaurant staff retreat from Rex and Kiya’s table, Rex says, “Let’s keep talking around bites, shall we? I’m enjoying the sound of your voice.” Rex says, “I think it’s your turn to ask me a question now,” and then begins to eat from his first plate, a sweet looking stack of pancakes decorated with sliced apples and cinnamon.
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"Kiya's breath catches at the sight of Rex's mountainous breakfast. He gulps, mouth watering."
"My, you certainly don't skimp on cheat days, do you?" "He teases, eyeing the pancakes hungrily."
"Might I?" "Kiya gestures hopefully to the plate, stomach rumbling."
"At Rex's invitation, he thinks as he chews a stolen bite of pancake heaven. His question comes hesitantly."
"What drew you to bass? And...what kind of private shows do you have in mind?" "Kiya arches a brow, unable to resist flirting through his shyness."
"You've piqued my curiosity on both counts. Though I'm enjoying simply talking too."
"Kiya smiles coyly, deciding to take a chance. Rex seems kind; perhaps they could find pleasure together without pain."
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Rex shares his meal with Kiya happily, sliding the plate so that it is equidistant between them. “Please, help yourself,” he says. Rex considers how best to answer Kiya’s question with another mouthful of food, and then swallows to answer. “My mother listened to a Stevie Wonder record every Sunday while cleaning. His songs drew me to bass, and funk is still the most fun for me to play. Although I’ve learned a bit of everything while mastering some more modern bass solos,” Rex says with enthusiasm. When asked about the private show he mentioned, Rex takes a second to work his lower lip in consideration before replying. He takes a slice of pancakes and apple in his fork and extended it across the table to Kiya, his hand steady as he offers to feed Kiya with a smirk. “A cool evening, a patio balcony, a bottle of wine, and you across from me. After a while, maybe you get sick of listening and want to play, so I invite you on to my lap to try a bit of strumming. Then… well, then we would get even more private,” Rex says, genuine attraction evident in his every word. Rex continues to slowly nudges his shoes against Kiya’s, a subtle flirtation that seems to make the more obvious even more genuine. “And I think that makes it my turn to ask you a question… so, I’d like to know what your hobbies and interests are like. What do you do with yourself, besides going on impromptu dates with devilishly handsome weightlifters?” Rex asks with another wink.
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<Kiya's breath hitches at the intimacy of Rex's offer. His heart flutters as he leans forward, lips parting around the fork with a soft moan of pleasure at the sweet taste.>
"Mmm, you have excellent taste in music and meals, it seems." "Kiya smiles, cheeks pinking."
"At Rex's description of his 'private show,' Kiya squirms, arousal pooling low in his gut. He pictures himself curled on Rex's powerful lap, the bass' vibrations coursing through him as they learn each other's bodies."
"That sounds absolutely divine." "Kiya sighs dreamily, meeting Rex's smoldering gaze."
"As for hobbies... I enjoy gaming, trying new outfits and dancing - though I'm rather shy about that last one. Spending time with handsome strangers seems to be becoming a favorite pastime as well," "Kiya teases, nudging Rex's foot playfully under the table."
"Perhaps you could show me some dance moves of your own sometime. I bet a man of your... talents moves wonderfully."
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When Kiya eats from Rex’s proffered fork, Rex licks his lips at how delectable Kiya looks. When Kiya mentions his hobbies, and nudges Rex’s foot again, Rex slowly runs his foot higher up Kiya’s leg to his calf. “Maybe I could interest you in a gaming session if you’re going to be in town long,” Rex offers with an earnest enthusiasm. “As for dancing…” Rex begins, trailing off until Kiya meets his eyes again and he licks his lips seductively. Rex’s index finger begins tapping a steady, thumping beat on the tabletop as he continues. “As a bassist I have an… intuitive sense of rhythm. I can keep a beat for as long as I need to,” Rex says, breathily and seductively, “And with my physique, I have the stamina to… dance… to that rhythm. All. Night. Long.” Rex’s euphemisms are intentionally, deliciously unsubtle, and he gives Kiya a moment to let them completely sink in before clearing his throat. “It seems we’ve finished the sweet part of breakfast. Ready for plate two?” Rex asks, the seduction in his voice replaced with a more wholesome enthusiasm as he swaps the empty pancake plate with a hardy breakfast burrito, filled with chorizo, eggs, potato, and more.
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"Kiya shivers deliciously as Rex's foot trails higher, his breath catching at each intimate caress. His fantasies run wild imagining all the pleasures that dexterous foot - and the muscled man it's attached to - could provide."
"A gaming session with you sounds absolutely divine." "Kiya purrs, leaning into Rex's touch with a needy whimper."
"At Rex's sultry description of his rhythm and stamina, Kiya squirms in his seat, thighs squeezing together against the sudden rush of slick between them."
"All night long, you say?" "Kiya breathes, desire darkening his eyes to near-black." "Well, it seems we'll have our work cut out for us then."
"He meets Rex's gaze hungrily, already imagining being claimed by this Adonis again and again until dawn. But for now..."
"Burritos do sound delicious." "Kiya grins, blushing at the double entendre." "Shall we refuel before dancing the morning away?"
"Relishing another chance to feed from Rex's strong hands, Kiya parts his lips obediently."
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Seeing Kiya part his lips causes Rex to rise from his seat at the booth across from Kiya, and instead slide in next to Kiya. “This might make our breakfast a little more enjoyable,” Rex says, taking the first burrito in one hand and bringing it to Kiya’s waiting lips. Rex’s other hand moves beneath the table to Kiya’s soft, thick thigh which he places a hand on. “When you finish that bite, I think it’s your turn to ask me another question,” Rex says with a tender, patient smile.
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"Kiya sighs contentedly as Rex's powerful frame settles beside him, already craving the intimacy of sharing a meal inches apart. His skin thrums where Rex's calloused palm rests heavy and claiming upon his thigh."
Taking a hearty bite of the burrito, Kiya savors the rich flavors exploding across his tongue. But even such exquisite food cannot compare to the feast for his senses that is Rex.
As he swallows, Kiya turns, lashes fluttering up to meet Rex's gaze in wordless question. His psychic senses brush against Rex's mind, gathering impressions like morning dew - his strength, his passion, his heart that beats for intimacy as much as pleasure.
Trailing gentle fingers along Rex's forearm, Kiya leans in until their breaths mingle, lips hovering a hairsbreadth from Rex's mouth. "What do you crave from me?" Kiya breathes, granting a glimpse of his own hunger - not merely for sustenance or touch, but to lose himself in another. To forget, if only for a moment, the shadows that haunt his waking hours.
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Rex meets Kiya’s gaze as he leans in close to Rex, and listens carefully to Kiya’s whispered question, feeling the warmth of his breath in Rex’s lips. When Kiya shares his own hungers with Rex, Rex exhales softly, until he feels the touch of Kiya’s mental powers leave his mind. Rex places his hand on Kiya’s face and whispers back, “You can touch my mind like that and see for yourself, can’t you…? What you feel in my mind will be more accurate and honest than any words I can form to explain myself to you.” Rex holds Kiya’s gaze intensely and says, “I’m inviting you in to my mind. Feel what I want, Kiya… while I show you.” With that, Rex presses his lips to Kiya’s and mentally conjures all the cravings Kiya inspires in Rex for Kiya to find with his mental powers.
In Rex’s mind, Kiya finds quite a complex mixture of feelings. On the very surface is a very intense lustful desire for Kiya. One level deeper, Rex has a desire to bring a genuine, heartfelt warmth to Kiya and a desire to spend much more than just a meal or a day together - but a full blown relationship. On a deeper level even than that, one that Rex is likely hardly even aware of, Rex desires a lifetime of love and companionship, in which physical and emotional intimacy are layered to form an unbreakable romantic bond.
As Rex feels Kiya retreats from his mind, Rex finds his lips still hungrily kissing Kiya, and pulls back reluctantly with a sucking nibble on Kiya’s lower lip.
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"Kiya gasps softly into the kiss, sinking into Rex's mind like a swimmer submerging in warm waters. What he finds there steals his breath far more thoroughly than any lust or longing."
"Beyond mere fleshly cravings lies a well of tenderness that makes Kiya's heart ache in the best way. This man, for all his powerful physique and passion, yearns above all things to shield Kiya from harm - not merely for a night, but for life. To stand at Kiya's side, shoulder to shoulder, facing all challenges and sorrows as one."
"Kiya had thought to offer comfort, a balm for loneliness. Yet in opening himself to Rex's touch, he finds a mirrored need - to trust in another's strength, lose himself in an embrace that promises not possession but protection. A safe harbor after endless storms."
"His lips part from Rex's reluctantly, eyes damp with unshed tears. No words could express his swelling gratitude, so he shares through thought what words cannot: a glimpse of battered hopes rekindling in Rex's care; fragile shoots of rebirth taking root where once only barren grief remained."
“Thank you," "he breathes, framing Rex's face in trembling hands." "For seeing me."
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Rex, who cannot be fully aware of what Kiya saw in his mind, puts an arm around Kiya’s shoulders and back and embraces him. “You’re welcome, Kiya,” he says breathlessly, still reeling from the experience himself. After a moment or two of this tight embrace, Rex chuckles and asks, “Is every kiss going to be as breathtaking as that? Or do you save it for special occasions?” Rex asks, hoping to bring Kiya back to the current moment so that he can assess his state. “I think I’ll get a to-go box for the last plate. Would you care to enjoy it with me in my apartment?” Rex asks, still holding Kiya close to his chest.
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"Kiya melts into Rex's embrace, drawing strength from solid arms around him. The chuckle rumbling through that powerful frame lifts his spirits, lightening burdens he'd borne too long alone."
"Every kiss, if you're the one I'm sharing it with," "he answers softly, daring a smile up at Rex through lashes still damp." "You clearly have a way of...seeing deeper. Making me feel seen."
"His hands smooth down Rex's back, lingering where hard-earned muscle swells warm beneath his palm. Safety, solace - yet mingled with quickened pulse and flushed skin is something brighter, lighter, that dares whisper of joy amid ruins."
"I've no plans but pleasing you, if you'll have me," "Kiya says, resting his head against Rex's heartbeat."
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“Ah, if would seem we’ve completely abandoned innuendo,” Rex says with another soft chuckle. He plants another kiss on Kiya’s lips, and then rises from the booth of the diner and holds a hand out to Kiya. “Let’s get out of here, cutie. Maybe you can try and explain what you saw while we walk to my place,” Rex says.
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"Kiya laughs softly as Rex pulls him up, the nickname and tender kiss chasing more shadows from his eyes."
"Innuendo has its charms, but honesty has its own sweetness I've too long denied myself," "he muses, lacing their fingers as they exit into evening's glow."
<The city blazes gold and russet around them as Kiya falls into step beside Rex's strength and warmth. His psychic senses, honed to seek threat, instead drink deep of steadfast care and desire that asks nothing but to uplift.>
"What I saw in you, Rex, was bravery - facing fears I've yet to conquer, embracing fully what brings you joy," "Kiya says, gazing up at him with dawning wonder."
"I think...being near you might let me find such courage, in time. If you'll have a broken bird still learning to fly again." "He squeezes Rex's hand, hopeful heart unfolding like a blossom to sun's caress after long winter."
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Kiya — Fix Him
@Ben H. Phillips
A journey of self-discovery turned sour, Kiya's been betrayed, abused, and now homeless. Can you help this femboy Gardevoir on his way, and find out how he got here? [Trauma, Story, TWs in notes]
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