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[ A distant crackle - ]

Sinbad? Ah... call me back when you're available. It's a bit important, but not time-sensitive.

Sin, I... need to talk to you.

( Ja'far is dying ok. )

[ Due to his time being occupied by his show, of course Aspen can't deliver the present himself, but he was able to wrap it himself, at least. It's a medium-sized box, and when shaken, there seems to be a multitude of things inside - it's wrapped with silver paper, surprisingly understated considering who its recipient is.

Inside, there's a water gun. It's filled, water sloshing around inside - and the instructions are taped to the water vessel (just in case Sin doesn't know how to use one. Gods know Aspen didn't.) Ah, but that's not all.

Underneath the water gun, there's a racy red lingerie. It's not even trying to be classy; from its cashmere and lace, soft sheer gauze that drapes to mid-thigh, tight lacy underwear and thigh highs, there's nothing but overt sexuality oozing from it. It's not Sinbad's size. It's Aspen's. There's also black silk rope.

From one of the straps hangs the tag, and it reads - Merry Solstice! You're a very hard man to shop for, Sinbad... so, instead, let's have a wager. I have one of these guns, too. If you get me wet before I get you wet when I get there... I'll wear this little thing that I sent you. You can even tie me up if you want to really have your way with me. But... if I win, you have to wear what I picked out. I wonder what it is?

There's also a pack of no-bake cookies - peanut butter balls rolled in white powdered sugar to make it look like snow, chocolate-hazelnut truffles, and dipped pretzels studded with peppermint candy. They're not the neatest... Aspen clearly had some trouble making them, but they're quite tasty. They should hold the suspense for their inevitable "battle" for a while. ]

[ On the 22nd, a small box arrives for Sinbad. The wrapping is plain but the box is intricately crafted. And inside is a gold ornament for his hair.

There is also a note: ]

What to get for a man who can achieve anything? Thank you for your kindness and your friendship. Be well.

~ Neria

[ At Sinbad's doorstep in the morning is a small box in glossy gold gift packaging:

A half-dozen cellophane-wrapped cookies, very obviously homemade; a line of gold-foil-wrapped luxury condoms with a post-it on top reading 'so you never get caught again like we did the first time! ;)'; and a plain, thin golden ring set with a gem the same vivid color as Sinbad's hair. On the inside of the metal is a carefully fine inscription, 'to just ends'. It's clearly magical, and instinct would suggest that the gem may need to be magical to activate the spell.

With them is a small letter in a card, ]

Sinbad,

Even after all of this time, I still get butterflies when you smile at me. It's strange to think that we're still here at the turning of a year...

You have a way of bringing out the best in people. Inspiring not just loyalty, but... confidence. Hope. Having been in a position before to have lost almost all hope, I can't tell you how important you are, for that reason. There aren't many people in this or any world who... can make others feel so safe to be vulnerable. So safe to be weak, or fragile around.

I've never really believed in kings or lords or rulers of any kind, until I met you. I love you; but as much as that, I believe in you. And I hope the year ahead brings all the best to you, and rewards all you give to others in the ways you love best.

Faithfully your lover and vassal,

Asra

Sin, when you're free, I need to talk to you about something.

( Is it about David? It's about David. )

[Two packages are delivered on the same day. One is for Ja'far, so no peeking in that one Sinbad.

Within is a black leather case, that contains a set of sterling silver hair brushes, and a hand mirror, as well as a note.]

My dearest Sinbad,

From the very beginning, you have been there for me. You are a light that draws so many to your brilliance and warmth, and I am no exception. How can I ever express the depths of my feelings for you?

This token is hardly expressive of how much I adore you, but I hope you like it regardless. And perhaps you'll let me use them on you sometime.

Love,

-Syeira

( On Sinbad's desk is a carefully wrapped medium size package. The tag on top would instantly let him know it's from Ja'far, and the contents would just be even more of an indicator it's from his general. Inside is a multitude of things meant for their new, modern office - nice paper, fancy pens, some more various office supplies that Sinbad would most likely use day to day. It's a bit tongue in cheek - Ja'far's obviously asking Sinbad to do his work, as per usual - but all of the items are of high quality, in colors and styles Sinbad would like, and clearly something Ja'far put thought into, despite the jab at the heart of it.

But, if Sinbad shifts through all of the office supplies, he'll find another small, wrapped package at the bottom, this one with a separate note. )

With all of the gift giving, I wanted to join the spirit and give you something as well, Sin.

Somehow, we haven't spent time together that included me wearing something for you. Aspen helped me pick these out, but the only one who will get to see me in them is you.

Love,

Ja'far

( Inside the second package, there are two sets of lingerie - one folded neatly on top of a second set - the latter of which seems to be two put together, specifically for Sinbad.

Is Ja'far kind of flustered about it? You bet he is. But he's also a bit excited for Sinbad's reaction to it. ~~Especially after having to tell him about Kouen, this should be a good gift, right? Right.~~ )

[Bo's voice is tight, which is very unlike her, honestly.]

Hey, Sin? I need a favor. You free right now?

Sinbad? When you have a minute, I'd like to discuss something with you.

( He hesitates doing this for a long time - nearly half a day passes since Aspen wakes up that he finally gains the nerve to do it. He wants to talk to Sinbad in person, properly, but he doesn't want to startle him away, either, so he texts him first. )

Sin, if you're free, would you be willing to meet and talk?

( Ja'far's... well, he's a little apprehensive about this. Honestly, Aspen doing it at his private office was one thing, it's a whole other thing to be doing this at his job, but. The amount of times he's caught people here going at it, if anyone cares, let them hang.

Still, this is. A little outside his comfort zone.

When he enters Sinbad's office, he's carrying paperwork, looking innocuous as usual - the only difference being he locks the door behind him. He steps over to the desk, putting the paperwork down upon it, and watching Sinbad for just a moment. Really, if he didn't already feel guilty about the whole thing that happened after he woke up back here...

No, he wanted to do this. He did. It sends a thrill down his spine at the thought.

He clears his throat before he moves, sliding Sinbad's arm out of the way as he shifts into his lap. )

Sin.

Edited 2019-04-07 21:41 (UTC)

[Humming~]

You're welcome, by the way~

( You know, there's no easy way to say this, so he's just going to say it point blank. )

I'm dating Kouen.

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