2017 OPEN RP POST

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2017 Call Me Out an open rp post ⤷ muselist found here ⤷ leave an idea/plot/character you want in the subject line. ⤷ you can leave your comment blank or create your own scenario. ⤷ have fun! code found here

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[justchords]

you're what

[achtung]

Extremely turned on.


You're a lot more charming than you give yourself credit for.

[justchords]

oh. you really turn me on, too

(● ˃̶͈̀ロ˂̶͈́)੭ꠥ⁾⁾

[achtung]

You know, I'm not exactly doing anything right now.


I could be.

[justchords]

well. i need about half an hour to finish up my case.

but after that, it should only take me 10 minutes to get home \(///Σ///)\

AND I'M NOT GOING TO WEAR THE OUTFIT

[achtung]

Didn't you learn anything from Fraulein? Never show your full hand before it's played!

I'm almost wanting to take you up on that outfit.

[justchords]

[1/2] i didn't want to be rude and keep you waiting without knowing when i'd be home! especially not for. something like this

[2/2]
















if i wear it, you won't do anything weird, right

[achtung]

[1/3] You mean it?

[2/3] I promise you'll have it on for five minutes at most.

[3/3] Because it has to come off eventually.

[justchords]

[1/2] it'll make you happy, right? it's supposed to be fun for both of us, and if i can make it more fun for you, i want to

[2/2] ... and. well. honestly, the thought of you being the one to take it off REALLY turns me on

[achtung]

I know your bracelet doesn't work through phones, but I'm going to tell you honestly. Just being with you makes me happy. You're all I could ask for.





But I still want to take that off you.

[justchords]

i never need my bracelet with you. you've never once lied to me and i'll believe in you no matter what. i love you more than i know how to say, klavier.





and i still want you on your knees in front of me (●♡∀♡))ヾ☆*。

[achtung]

I love you too, Apollo.


Which is why you better prepare yourself for that.

[justchords]

[1/3] σ(≧ε≦σ) ♡

[2/3] look, with you, i can prepare for this as much as i want, but you'll still blow me away every time

[3/3] that pun was intentional btw

[achtung]

[1/2] I was about to ask.

[2/2] Don't get a-head of yourself, Justice.

[justchords]

hey, i'm just saying, there's evidence to back me up on this

or at least testimony. very loud testimony

[achtung]

Your


Chords of Steel


?

[justchords]

yes. my chords of steel. even if they weren't originally trained for that purpose. at least your walls are mostly soundproof

[achtung]

Just consider it applying one of your many talents to your love life, Apollo.

I'm certainly not complaining.

[justchords]

what "many talents", all i've got is a loud voice and defending on that list

[achtung]

You're a well-renowned thief.


You stole my heart, after all.

[justchords]

(there's complete radio silence from apollo's end as he just stares. at that text. he's just staring so judgmentally for a good, solid 5 minutes before completely ignoring it and not bothering with a response.

well, over text at least.

he wraps up his case just about efficiently as he can, but also choosing to be a complete ass (and a brat) and make klavier wait a good hour before deciding okay, he can head home now. the man has probably suffered long enough, he needs to learn that lines like that!! are just!!! not!!! ACCEPTABLE!!!

even if they make apollo's heart skip a few beats, he'll deny it til his dying day.

so, it's just over an hour later that apollo finally comes home, knocking on the door (instead of just entering, it is his home, too), and without any hesitation, as soon as klavier opens the door:) That is by far, the worst pickup line I've ever heard.

[achtung]

[The door opens, and...well, it seems like Apollo had caught Klavier at just the right (wrong?) time. He'd obviously been getting more comfortable outside of his suit, preferring jogging pants and a band (his) t-shirt. His hair was undone, crimped from being curled up in its iconic drill style all day, and spread out like angel hair pasta down the opposite side of his neck. His face, normally coated forehead to chin in makeup, was now wiped clean, freckles speckling his face from under his eyes all the way to his ears.

And worst of all, the smile he wears when he opens it, as if he were just caught taking a cookie from the jar and already eating it.]


I know.


It got you over here, ja?

[justchords]

Ah... (any protests he had begin to fade away in his mind, and this is nothing but the absolute best time to catch klavier. end of the day, when he strips off the glimmerous outer layer of himself to something more casual, something apollo finds himself far too in love with on a daily basis. how his hair falls and curls around his shoulders, formal rock star clothes replaced with more snug clothing, all the better for apollo to cuddle against (and really that's his favorite thing to do), but what kills him every time is the face.

those freckles dotting his face, apollo mentally trailing lines between all of them, bringing him speechless. no different from the first time he saw them, and he's not sure if they'll ever stop making his heart race just a little faster. his face brightens to bright red, mouth slightly agape as he stares at something too wonderful to just be called "boyfriend".

eventually, the teasing words klavier speaks hit him, finally finding his voice again when he speaks.) Y... You tricked me!

(but god, did it have to squeak like that.)

[achtung]

Trick is such an awful way to phrase it, Apollo. [He coos, leaning against the doorframe and bending down to peck his lips on the lawyer's cheek.] I like to think of it as incentive.

[And in turn, he'd never be over the way those eyes widen at him unkempt, the way he can see those pupils tracing every crimp of his hair, the way they play connect-the-dots with his freckles, the way he tries not to sneak peeks at his band shirt to see if he recognizes the name or not. Klavier was far from having the ability to perceive, but that may just be because Apollo was always so obvious with his emotions. His smile glistens as he pulls away, moving to the side and gesturing for him to come in.]

Since you're here...

[A hand reaches for his, looping it lightly by the wrist to pull him in.]

[justchords]

(the kiss on his cheek does nothing to lessen his blush, only adding another shade of red to deepen it. his words are so smooth and apollo still has no idea how he manages to keep himself together when that melodic voice is ripping his case to shreds in court.

maybe it's because he's more of a fighter than a lover when someone's life is at stake. he almost pouts, lips pressing together and tightening as he weakly glares off to the side.) So what, you just tell bad jokes to irritate me hoping I'll come over quicker...

(there's no bite to his words, always lost in the sight of klavier being too loving and doting to really ever drag it out. he's too beautiful to be mad at, too full of love and everything apollo wants to even try to be sarcastic. he's weak to klavier, almost pathetically so, and truly? he doesn't mind.

he does nothing to resist the gentle invitation into their home, only shaking out of the hold to maneuver his hand to intertwine with klavier's. a much better hold for both of them, in his opinion. he crosses the threshold, immediately shuffling out of his shoes and carelessly dropping his bag to the side without another thought. his attention turns back to klavier as his gaze lingers on him for only a few more seconds before he decides to wrap his arm snugly around klavier's waist. pulling him in closer and standing up on tiptoe gives him the perfect angle to place his lips against his boyfriend's for anything but a short kiss, eyes fluttering closed and letting out a relieved sigh while taking in everything klaver is.)