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12/3, 12:01 AM

[silvercrusader]

hey babe, if you had to take a guess, how many stand users (like percentage wise) do you think fool around with their Stands

[risorto]

[To be honest, Bruno was expecting something right around midnight from Polnareff, but this? This was not it.]

That's really not something I've thought about before, Jean.

[silvercrusader]

hey you're awake!!!

anyway think about it now
because i'm sitting down here, right, and chariots helping me, and i'm thinking: given how there's about 1000% more stand users in the future than there are for me right now, there's definitely a good portion of them that tried messing around

i mean most of them are teenagers so that doubles your chances right there

[risorto]

Of course I'm awake. Did you think I somehow forgot what day it is?

I guess I see your point. [110% reluctantly. Polnareff, why?] It's still not something I'd ever spend time thinking about though. Your guess would be as good as mine.

[silvercrusader]

well yeah but
i don't know i thought you'd wait til morning
come downstairs?

and i'm gonna guess it's 50%
given half the people don't even have stands you could mess around with

[risorto]

I wouldn't do that to you.

I'll be down in a minute.

[No, he's not even going to dignify that last part with a response. He's going to pretend like he never saw it. He heads downstairs in his pajamas instead, though he's also taken the liberty of filching one of Polnareff's sweaters to keep himself warm. It's big enough on him that he's practically swimming it it, but it lets him hide his hands inside the sleeves in addition to tucking them under his arms comfortably.]

[silvercrusader]

[He beams as Bruno comes down the stairway. He really hadn't thought Bruno would stay up tonight-- not out of cruelty or thoughtlessness, but simply because he doesn't often stay up late. Come morning, absolutely he'd be attentive, but tonight? He'd thought he'd spend tonight alone.

God, but he looks cute. Winter's fantastic in its own right, but it also brings Bruno wearing his clothes, and god, but what a treat that is. He rests his cheek in his hand, leaning against the table, his eyes darting up and down Bruno's form.]

Warm enough?

[He scoots back, reclining in the chair so Bruno can come sit, if he so chooses. There's quite a few bottles of alcohol spread across the table, but none on his breath.]

[risorto]

[It's true that Polnareff will get more if not arguably better attention in the morning. While staying up this late doesn't mean that Bruno's so exhausted he's about to fall over, that doesn't mean there isn't an underlying current of tired that leaves him ready for sleep the moment he decides it's time. It might seem like that's the reason why he doesn't answer the question until he's taken up his usual spot in Polnareff's lap, wrapping his arms loosely around his neck. Really, he just wanted to get settled first.]

Mmhm, I am now. [He presses a kiss to his cheek with a soft smile.] Bon anniversaire, mon coeur.

[silvercrusader]

Grazie, cucciolo.

[He slings an arm around his hips, tugging him in close. It's hardly a secret he loves Bruno in his lap, but it's still such a delightful surprise whenever he gets it. It's not as if Bruno withholds the gesture, he's nearly always ready to cuddle, it's just . . . well. A few months in, and Polnareff is still getting used to this.]

Gonna help me mix drinks? I dunno if Jotaro's gonna bartend or not tomorrow, so I figure I might as well be prepared.

[risorto]

[Bruno was never really one for excessive amounts of touch and physical contact before. But the last sensations he had before he lost them entirely were less than favorable — pain and then numbing cold. Even a little over a year later, he's still eager to see out the opposite. And Polnareff is the opposite. He's warm and safe, and he feels solid and real. So when he's there and willing, of course Bruno's going to make himself comfortable. The arm around his hips only encourages him to nestle in, giving Polnareff another affectionate kiss to the corner of his mouth.]

You haven't planned every last detail of your party yet? I'm surprised.

[silvercrusader]

Nahhh, nah, you can't plan a party like this down to the minute. You do that, suddenly everyone's bored. You just have to plan enough to get things going. Hence the drinks.

[He leans forward, nosing idly against his chest, his fingers tightening around his hips. A beat, and then he glances up, blue eyes wide and innocent.]

If I ask real nice, you gonna tell me what you got me?

[risorto]

[Bruno tips his head a little like he's legitimately contemplating the question. (Surprising to hopefully no one, he is not.) Idly, he strokes Polnareff's cheek as he continues to "think" about it.]

Hm...

[He leans down, humming softly as he kisses Polnareff's forehead.]

Not a chance in hell, no.

[silvercrusader]

[He groans softly, utterly shocked and disappointed by this answer.]

Cruel!

[And not unexpected, so he's smiling after a moment. Grinning, actually, and his grip around Bruno's hips tighten. There's no escaping now, boyo.]

Hey. Don't think I didn't notice you tried to avoid the topic on my original Stand question.

[risorto]

I don't know what you're talking about.

[Yet despite his continued avoidance of the subject, there's zero likelihood that he's going to make any attempt to get away. If anything, he just cuddles in closer, wrapping his arms a little tighter around his neck.]

[silvercrusader]

Oh, no? I'll restate it for you, then: how many-- and this can be a rough guess, lover mine-- how many Stand users do you think get busy with their Stands?

[He says it so earnestly, his blue eyes wide as he stares up at him.]

Busy defined as any kind of sexy activity. Could just be kissing. I mean--

[He gestures towards Chariot, still floating around.]

I definitely would have practiced kissing on him when I was thirteen if I could've. But he's not exactly built for it. Now, Sticky Fingers, on the other hand-- you got him about thirteen, didn't you?

[risorto]

[Bruno crinkles his nose. He had a feeling that was the real question underneath the first question.]

I didn't make out with my Stand, Jean...

[silvercrusader]

It's a sin to lie to your boyfriend, you know.

[risorto]

[Bruno shakes his head a little.]

I don't think of Sticky Fingers the way you do Chariot.

[silvercrusader]

I wonder about that sometimes.

[They're definitely talking about this again. Not Sticky Fingers, but in general, because this is a topic he's going to discuss in-depth with him sometime. But it can wait for another few minutes. Bruno, maybe, needs to be half asleep for this to work.

Anyway. This is more interesting right now.]

I use Chariot for everything. I used to use him more when it was just me keeping house, though. Way easier to clean and cook and all that shit when you've got an extra set of hands. And Chariot . . . he's me, through and through. I mean, he really is, I know I say he, but he's as good as I am. But you . . . you don't think about Sticky Fingers like that. Right?

[risorto]

[Bruno nods a little.]

I didn't get him until I was twelve years old, and I only ever really used him for missions. [Starting off small with stealing at first (which Polnareff experienced), but then quickly escalating to murder and disposing of the evidence one he got the hang of controlling him. Sticky Fingers was far more efficient than any knife.] Sticky Fingers is a tool and weapon to me. That's the way Stands are to most of Passione. We don't have them out unless it's necessary.

[silvercrusader]

That's so weird.

[He doesn't mean it badly. Just that it's strange, that's all, to be so alienated from your Stand. Polnareff leans forward, nosing against his chest, and adds (slightly muffled):]

You remember what he was like when I was a kid. Imagine that, but even more. He used to mimic my movements exactly.

[risorto]

[Bruno curls up just a little more in Polnareff's lap.]

You were cute. Both of you.

[silvercrusader]

Now you know the big secret: your boyfriend used to have buckteeth.

[He offers it with a smile.]

There's not a memory I have that doesn't come with him attached.

[risorto]

Mm, that must be nice.

[Not that Bruno feels particularly like he missed out in being without Sticky Fingers for more years than he was without. After all, the arrival of Sticky Fingers marked the beginning and the end of important parts of Bruno's life. But it's also hard to miss something you never knew or had.]

[silvercrusader]

Yeah.

[He pulls back to smile up at him.]

You thought we were cute?

[Pami, Chariot offers quietly, as pleased by the compliment as his user.]