[open] lookin' for the love getaway.

[babbylon]

Who: Gilgamesh and everyone visiting Heaven's Feel!
When: 5/1—5/8
Where: Caissa, Heaven's Feel storefront
What: The grand opening of Heaven's Feel, Caissa's premier matchmaking service, has arrived! Stop by for food, drinks, and some friendly fun with your fellow Heroes! ...or maybe even pick up a date, who knows.
Rating: General audiences, except for Gil's threads because he was pretty much making out with everyone. Tread carefully.

Heaven's Feel



[Maybe you've heard, or maybe you haven't, but there's a new business in town. It's plastered everywhere, posted on the side of every building and shouted from the end of every street corner in Caissa. Heaven's Feel, Heaven's Feel, come fly with the angels at Heaven's Feel! Really, who writes something so cheesy? The owner must be a real piece of work, you think, yet there's something enticing about the sound of it...

If you do decide to stop by within the first week of May, you'll find a massive celebration awaiting you: the celebration of opening day! Eager workers wave down anyone who gets close, with offers of wine tasting, sweet treats, and even speed dating. The store's interior bustles with activity as visitors fill out cute little survey cards in hopes of a hook-up. The owner in question can be found mingling in the crowd, bartending, and drawing charcoal caricatures of couples for a nominal fee.

Overall, the atmosphere is one of excitement. Hop right in! There's plenty of room for lounging on the cushy furniture, and plenty of time to find your own hottie.

...or perfectly platonic friend. Look, we're not judging or anything.]

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[babbylon]

[He's the King, he can peek as much as he wants! Jae-ha's light-hearted scolding just earns a hearty ohohoho from Gilgamesh, who looks about half a step away from snatching the gift alright. But he does wind up exercising patience, because he's right, surprises are always best.]

For your sake, I would hope it is a good one.

[Was that a threat? Maybe, maybe not. Gilgamesh breezes past it quickly enough, and his delight proves immediately apparent when a gasping sound escapes him at the sight of flowers. How beautiful! And the mug suits him perfectly. Gilgamesh, of course, fails to catch the irony.

Gilgamesh removes the bunch of flowers, holds it out, and one of his staff dutifully fills it with wine. As it deserves.]

A toast to Jae-ha! A man truly after a tyrant's heart!

[A cheer rises up in the crowd! Take a bow for yourself, Jae-ha.]

[flirtations]

Whoa, how frightening! Now I kind of hope it isn't worthy.

[ Was he being entirely serious, now? It's hard to say. Help.

If there's irony in buying this mug, it's also quite lost on the dragon, because it's actually an earnest gift. He laughs as Gil takes the flowers out and replaces them with wine. ]

When I saw this, I couldn't help but think someone must have been inspired by a direct quote from you. So, I'm glad you like it.

[ He punctuates the statement with a bow, as the situation dictates, even giving the crowd a small wink. ]

It's a happy crowd. I trust the matchmaking has been successful thus far?

[babbylon]

[Gilgamesh takes a hearty sip from the mug, then proceeds to offer the flowers back to Jae-ha. There's general cheer and then there's a little bit of something else slipping into his expression now, something else present during their Capablanca adventure in furtive glances, in quick, clever looks.

Something not like shyness, but what could only really be identified as on the sly flirtation. A more coquettish angle which enters his tone as he brushes up close.]

Has it not? It seems I've found myself a match already.

[Gilgamesh has taken an interest in you, Jae-ha. Either abandon ship now or commit the ride, but your alternative choices are few.]

[flirtations]

[ He accepts the flowers as a reflex, assuming that he'll simply hold them until Gil finds a more suitable spot, but Gil manages to make even that gesture look seamless and smooth. It's only when Jae-ha catches a glimpse of something else sneaking into his expression that it truly dawns on him what's going on, because he knows that look. He's given it himself plenty of times before, but to be on the receiving end of it is rather disarming, to say the least.

Actually, the quick change in tone, coupled with the other's words, are enough to make Jae-ha's eyes widen in surprise. Perhaps he should have known that this would follow, given their exchange over the carrier network, but the truth is, Jae-ha is simply not used to someone else making the first move.

And so, uncharacteristically, his cheeks turn pink, his voice lowers. ]

You're... serious?

[babbylon]

[It's an endearing sort of look, Jae-ha all flushed like that, speaking so hushed. Gilgamesh puffs himself up and appears every bit the alpha male, exuding dominance and authority and above all else confidence that could light up an entire room. Which it does, so maybe those staff members aren't as unwilling as they initially seem.]

Why would I not be? It is the right of the King to pursue as he wishes.

[He raises a golden brow, and so challenges him:]

Unless you'd contest my judgment? Think it lesser, somehow?

[flirtations]

[ King? Jae-ha should have realized it from the way the man carried himself, and perhaps he'd caught a word or two alluding to it during the Titania mission, but this cemented it. Jae-ha isn't fond of titles for the sake of titles, but given his determination to help those in Titania, he wants to give him the benefit of the doubt (mistakes are about to be made). He'll play along. Thankfully, Gil puffing up like that actually helps him regain his composure, because this is actually quite the cute sight. His smile grows wide, eyes gleaming. ]

I will not. I agree that you have fine and impeccable taste, and if your interest lies in this beautiful monster, then who am I to deny you?

[ With his free hand, he reaches forward to gently take Gil's hand in his own, raising it to his lips and lightly kissing along his knuckles. ]

To be pursued by such radiance would be the highest honor, and if you'll allow it, I'd like to prove myself worthy of such an honor. [ Now, he lowers his hand, but doesn't let go of it just yet, taking a step forward and bridging the distance between them to mere centimeters. ]

Please, allow me to properly court you, Your Highness.

[babbylon]

[Gilgamesh marvels at the scene, for all of a moment; too used to acting as pursuing, being pursued carries with it a very special novelty. He's nothing like a blushing maiden, of course, but for the briefest of moments it seems that Jae-ha has turned him docile. A flash of affection, and nothing more, before he reverts to his usual boisterous personality.]

If you are allowed to court me, that means I would court you in turn. You shall receive nothing less than the full reciprocation of my interest.

[Gilgamesh splays his fingers across the edge of Jae-ha's face, and grins, somewhere between predatory and genuinely intrigued.]

So to be courted by a King... are you prepared for it? Can you even comprehend it?

[Gilgamesh closes the gap. Doesn't kiss, but as he speaks, his lips brush against the other man's. His pupils, startling things, expand from razor thin to full and dilated and aroused. Gilgamesh not only courts, he challenges, and in a very direct way, as he has no issue pressing his body up close even in a public venue.

Especially in a public venue.]

If not, I suggest you find your way to the door, right now.

[flirtations]

[ It would seem that they're fated for such small breaks of composure, then, because for a split second, Jae-ha's eyes do show a flash of fear.

He hates being pursued. Anything that feels or reminds him of being chained down to something, to someone, is stifling.

But at the same time, it's thrilling, too. The way Gilgamesh speaks, his words are more reminiscent of a challenge than anything else. A challenge in which there would be a winner, and if there's one thing he cannot back down from, it's a challenge in romance.

Jae-ha's smile remains lazy as Gil's fingertips brush along his face, once again settling into easy comfort, but his eyes deceive him, full of mischief. His blood runs hot with those lips pressed against his own, though he makes no further move. Not yet. He is unconcerned with public displays of affection-- if they were to have an audience, so be it. ]

I'm not sure, but I'd be lying if I weren't curious. [ He sighs, heavy, and it nearly becomes a kiss. ]

But, your terms are fair, though I have some of my own, Your Highness.

[ Gil seemed fond of having such titles reverberated, and though some part of him feels sick at placing importance to it, he aims to please. That free hand lifts again, but this time, he runs his fingers firmly through that golden hair, then trails his nails lightly along the nape of his neck. ]

Even for someone as beautiful as you, my interest has a tendency to cool easily when pursued. Can you keep it aflame?

[ He may as well be honest, and needs an answer before continuing. But no, he's staying firmly put. ]

[babbylon]

[Gilgamesh purrs.

Yes, this was the truly the highlight of heroic life, being all but serenaded within his own lair by beautiful men and women, here to praise and pamper him however he sees fit. When he is touched—caressed, more like—on the neck, he basks in the attention, tilting his head back and rumbling in pleasure. Once, he'd spend hours within his palace, doted upon by pretty faces; now he lives more actively, as an adventurer once again, so breaks from the hustle and bustle are quite welcome.

As had been done to him just moments before, Gilgamesh claims Jae-ha's hand and kisses it knuckle by knuckle. He does not break eye contact for anything, dropping off his mug to a staff member hovering nearby then tugging expectantly on the man's wrist. His eyes invite danger but promise excitement all at once.]

Who but a King of my stature would guarantee you pleasure? Come with me, amd we shall ease any semblance of doubt.

[He tugs him towards the steps, towards his office. His grip is vicelike. There will be no escape now.]

[flirtations]

[ He finds the time and attention to lightly drop the bouquet of flowers back into the cup before it's taken away, and it's a good thing he does so quickly, be cause that focus is quickly broken and shattered by the feel of Gilgamesh's lips. It's the very same gesture he'd bestowed upon him just moments prior, but there's something about being the recipient that makes him feel rather... abashed, again. Jae-ha doesn't break eye contact, either, but there's no hiding the bewilderment... the novelty of this, and accepting this, wasn't likely to go away anytime soon.

He tilts his head, curious. He'd be lying if he didn't say his heart hasn't been beating rapidly this entire time, and the other's words and promise are only make it flutter anew. But there's the matter of-- ]

What about your business, King? Does it not need its owner to supervise? [ He nods towards the clientele, who are... still pretty interested in whatever said owner is up to.

But he follows, even though he initially hesitates, because that harsh grip is on the verge of making him feel like prey.

He hates that feeling.

Or at least, he thinks he does.

It's difficult to tell where fear ends and intrigue begins.

In the end, intrigue seems to win. Once they're past the entrance-way, he uses that strong grip to pull them close, finally kissing him; lightly, at first. ]