FANPORT OVERFLOW LOG

[maskormods]

WHO: ImPorts!
WHERE: Heropa's Convention Centre.
WHEN: April 14-16, from 9 AM - 12 AM every day.
WHAT: Registration is in motion alongside FanPort, the most popular imPort convention around! Come on in and see imPort-led panels, the artist's alley, cosplayers, and more! If you have any questions, or wish to amend the way we have written up your characters' panels, let us know here! The original log can be found HERE.
WARNINGS: None anticipated; please let us know if this should be changed.

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[vorbarra]

[ He laughs a little. ]

You're very attached to that metaphor, aren't you?

[ Gregor leans in to murmur into his ear, ] Planning on always coming back to my hand?

[dendarii]

[ That sparks an entirely different kind of warmth. ]

It is a very good hand. A very skilled hand...

[vorbarra]

[ Amusement shimmers through him down the link. ]

There's other parts of me than my hand, you know.

[ Though they've probably not progressed too far in that direction yet. ]

[dendarii]

Oh, I'm aware of those too.

[ He grins a bit and reaches up to lightly touch the bridge of Gregor's nose. ]

[vorbarra]

[ With some exasperation, ]

What is this recent fixation with my nose?

[dendarii]

It's the entire reason why I realized I was in love with you. Absolutely critical, in fact. Newton thought it made you look funny, and I realized how very much I disagreed with that statement.

[vorbarra]

I-- what?

[ Gregor laughs incredulously. ]

Because of my nose?

[dendarii]

Yes, because of your nose. That was the tipping point.

[vorbarra]

[ He rubs at it a little self-consciously. ]

It's a good thing I already knew how dense you are.

[dendarii]

[ Miles just grins again and leans up to kiss the bridge of it. ]

It is a lovely nose. And if I'm the only one properly appreciative of it, then that just makes me special, eh?

[vorbarra]

You're special all right, [ Gregor says dryly, smiling a bit at the kiss. He lowers his hand. ]

You got me to consider men at all.

[dendarii]

[ Oh. Miles flushes faintly at that. ]

Really? I did that?

[vorbarra]

Mm. You'd sit right here while I was cooking...

[ Gregor's hands find his hips again, as if to reaffirm to himself that he can touch him now all he likes. ]

And all I could think is that you were finally at the right height for kissing. It unnerved me at first. [ To say the least, but he's trying to keep this positive. ]

[dendarii]

[ His blush deepens at that, the gesture somehow more intimate now that he's got the full context for it. He lets his hands rest over Gregor's. ]

Ah ... Not so unnerving any more, I hope.

[vorbarra]

[ Now that is something else he can appreciate uninhibited for the first time. Gregor deliberately sends across some of his enjoyment of Miles blushing, how attractive and satisfying it is to him. ]

Not at all. [ Rueful, ] Spock helped with that significantly.

[dendarii]

[ That could quickly turn into a feedback loop. Miles reluctantly tamps down a bit on his end lest he find himself completely bloodless in his toes or something.

He opens his mouth to say something pithy - and then pauses. ]

-- Wait, Spock? Vulcan Spock?

[vorbarra]

... I did tell you about that.

[dendarii]

You did, but I didn't realize -

[ He's startled, first and foremost, and there's the slightest curl of jealousy underlying it. Is this how Gregor felt knowing Miles had slept with Jim? Or Spock for that matter? ]

Why?

[vorbarra]

[ It's not far off, no. And Gregor can't really blame him for that, for all that he winces. Oh. He'd thought that'd gone suspiciously smoothly when he'd said it the first time...

It's more than fair that he explain again. Plainly, ] He was the only man I felt at all compatible with that I trusted with it. And I couldn't bear approaching you with my feelings only to potentially find that intimacy would make me... feel sick.

[ Because that would transmit over the link clear as day, and doing that to Miles of all people-- God. What a heinous thing. ]

[dendarii]

[ Miles settles at that, seeing Gregor's logic instantly. The jealousy remains, though, still mentally wound around himself. ]

... I'd know. I'd - have assumed it was my fault.

[ Because of course he would have. ]

It's part of why I didn't say anything. I thought I was asking you to make a terrible choice with no good outcomes.

[vorbarra]

[ There's a hesitance to Gregor mentally that doesn't reflect on his face, him trying to decide how much to reveal of how it'd tortured him to feel this way. Surely there's nothing good that can come of admitting it now... Surely there's no reason to put Miles through knowing that.

He doesn't know if he can or should do anything about the jealousy. It seems something not easily resolved. Gregor's had mostly vanished by sheer simple fact of being with Miles now, and his agreement not to sleep with others again. He can at least offer that in turn. ]

I've no intention of doing it again. But you're not wrong that it was something I had to clear up for myself. Doing it with you would have been fraught. [ To say the least. ]

[dendarii]

[ He's missed something ... maybe that's for the best. For once in his life, Miles decides to let it lie, however reluctantly. ]

Too much at stake. I ... suppose I was doing much the same, in my own way. [ A pause, as he tries to say something insightful here ... but the only thing that comes out is: ] He's so tall.

[vorbarra]

[ Thank God for that.

Gregor's internal coiled tension relaxes and is replaced with an exasperated look. ] Barely taller than me, [ he points out. ]

[dendarii]

You're tall. Which I like very much, don't get me wrong.

[vorbarra]

[ Gregor eyes him. ]

Yes, I do know that. How is that relevant to me sleeping with him?