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Every day I carry my favorite prayer

Who: Alhaitham, Kaveh, and You!
Status: Open to just about anyone Kaveh has spoken to in the last two weeks.
Where: Latrommi
What: A wedding!
Warnings: 🏳️🌈

...The shenanigans of yesterday aside, the day has come, not nearly soon enough for Kaveh's tastes. Today is their day of joy and celebration, and despite the hiccups, the celebration goes on just as schedule.

Of course, aside from the vows of the happy couple, there's buffet tables laden with drinks, desserts, and an astonishing assortment of grilled meats. There is a cake, magnificent in all it's glory, with a...strange wedding topper? Don't worry about that.

The alchohol is flowing freely, and music is being played should people wish to dance the evening away on beautiful Latrommi. And for people who showed up with a date...

Kaveh loaded Mehrak with a great many bouquets. Which she will be cheerfully chucking into the crowd at random, complete with merry beeping. Think fast, she's got some force on her.

It's a beautiful day for a wedding.

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[OOC: It's habbening! mingle around, harass the happy couple, or just come to steal the food! if you have questions or want a specific prompt, contact us at moepuff or tasogareika on discord!]

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[ Sherlock mutters something about not having any relationship context when he heard that Kaveh wanted to top. ]

He told me what top and bottom meant in terms of penetration, but when I asked if left, right, and middle meant something too, he replied that it could be something with a third party. However, isn't it an affair when a third party gets involved? The conversation ended without an answer to that.

[ He takes a long sip of his drink, a little frustrated about his confusion. First, Sherlock had to learn about his own feelings, and now he's dealing with all this. And that doesn't say anything about his trials over learning new technology. (He might be feeling a little inadequate about his ability to be a decent detective in this world.) ]

[We call that Out Of Context Theater, my good sir.]

[Heizou chuckles. He can imagine Kaveh must've been the one to cut the conversation short.]

Not necessarily! In some parts of the world and with certain kinds of people, it's quite normal to have multiple romantic or sexual partners at a time. It wouldn't be considered an affair in such a case, as usually those people are quite open with their partners about their desires.

[His nose scrunches slightly.] Well. Usually being the key word, there. I've seen too many cases where the lack of communication between partners has led to... disastrous ends.

[ Got it in one. Kaveh wanted to stop dying and also to maybe kill his husband at the same time.

Sherlock has also seen those disastrous ends. One man died from suffocating in a safe by accident when the wife tried to hide her lover from her husband who she also loved greatly. ]

And those partners are in a lasting relationship rather than some temporary fulfilling of physical needs? Interesting if not potentially overwhelming.

[ Sherlock is having trouble with having feelings for one person. He doesn't want to imagine what it must be like for someone to have those feelings for more than one person at the same time. ]

So assuming that everyone involved is willing and knowing what top and bottom mean in a sexual context, then left, right, and middle would be...

[ And there goes Sherlock turning red again. ]

Good Lord, that's physically possible?!

[ He doesn't give a damn about the morality of it if all are agreeable to the situation. No, what really causes this reaction is the logistics of such an arrangement. It also brings to mind the image of an octopus with limbs and ink everywhere, which is very horrifying. ]

[Heizou nods to his first question--] From what I've seen, maintaining a relationship like that is difficult, but not impossible.

[--and then he just enjoys watching Sherlock go through the mental gymnastics of trying to figure out the logistics of multiple people having sex. The conclusion he ultimately seems to reach, and the beet red color of the detective's cheeks, just makes Heizou laugh out loud.]

I-I don't think it's nearly as complicated as you're imagining, Sherlock!

[He pats the man on the shoulder, but he does also lean in a bit and lower his voice as he continues. Just to minimize the number of people who might hear him start to... explain this.]

There are other ways to have sex besides penetration, you know. When more than three people get involved, hands and mouths have to be utilized as well~

[ He's having trouble separating the image from an octopus, but he's attempting to reconfigure the nondescript figures in his Mind Palace. He's likely imagining too many mouths and hands though. ]

I suppose that would make the left and the right clearer...

[ Please tell him that "left," "right," and "middle" are not commonly used as slang in this context. ]

[Why would he do that so quickly? This is much funnier!

Plus, now Heizou is also trying to figure out how to accommodate for five or more people having sex, tapping a finger thoughtfully against the rim of his glass.]

Hmm... I suppose the left and right could be kissing each other? Assuming they're to left and right of the bottom and middle. And it might be up to the bottom to be pleasuring their lower halves, which could be difficult with the middle penetrating them. The top, left, and right must have the most freedom of movement as a result.

[...Or maybe he's just trying to make Sherlock squirm some more.]

[ . . . This is the most Sherlock has ever thought about sex or sexual positions in his life, and he's not even sure why he's doing so beyond trying to understand modern slang. How common is this kind of arrangement? What kind of mental exercise is this? ]

All of that seems more hassle than any pleasure it could possibly be worth. Painful as well. How do they even decide who is placed where? Draw lots?

[ Dear God. Did this happen, or would have happened, at that fertility rite party in Cordona? There were a lot of people there, and now that he reviews the facts in a sexual light... the people were probably not there to talk and investigate like he was. (He was trying to figure out why Vogel had sent him an invitation and costume in the first place. Turns out there was a murder.) ]

[The look on Sherlock's face has Heizou grinning cheekily, mischief in his eyes (alongside the haze of alcohol really taking its effect).]

Many people tend to have a preference on where they'd like to be. Some feel so strongly about it that they'll insist their partner take the position that will best accommodate them!

Though- [And he tilts his head a little bit, like he's considering something from his own personal experience.] -sometimes it's nice to switch things up. Just to see what you like best, you know.

No, I don't know.

[ Is he supposed to?! Can't he just stick with realizing he fell in love with his flatmate and leave it at that? That was already shook the foundation of what he knew of himself. ]

If I did, I wouldn't be asking any of this.

[Heizou looks way too pleased about Sherlock's reactions right now.]

Should this be another part of your research, then? Do you think you'd like to have sex with Dr. Watson~?

[ Another part of his research?! Does he want to have--?! Well, he did wonder, when talking to Kaveh and Alhaitham, if he could form a hypothesis for John as he is the three continent experienced one between the two of them.

The fact that Sherlock is even entertaining the idea means that he's... not... entirely opposed... to the idea....

Heizou has discovered a new shade of red never seen before, and it's on Sherlock's face. Instead of looking Heizou in the eyes, Sherlock may be trying to drink out of a glass that has long since been emptied. ]

[If he weren't still holding his glass, Heizou would be clapping with glee. This is fun! This is much better than thinking about his own personal dilemmas!]

It's a perfectly natural thing to want, my friend! I'm sure your good doctor would take wonderful care of you in the bedroom~

[Also just. Gonna go get Sherlock another round. (And maybe one more for himself, whoops.)]

[ They are going to feel these drinks in the morning. ]

I don't know how natural it is for me, but John probably could... if he wanted to... with me...

[ He babbles before taking a long drink out of his new beverage. ]

I imagine his experience makes him knowledgeable. At least with women... Which I'm not.

[Heizou's giggling again, sipping at his drink with a pleased hum.]

A little more prep is required between men, that's all. Proper stretching and lubrication is important, otherwise you could hurt yourselves! Though you could also just rub against each other, if neither of you are ready to attempt penetration~

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[ Those are certainly a series of images which have never graced Sherlock's mind before, and he is not sure what to do with them. Nor does he exactly know how to respond. ]

[Whoops, was that too far? Blame it on the alcohol.]

Are you all right there, Sherlock~?

[ He is just going to put those images into a file and shove them away in the brain attic to deal with another day. Sherlock forces himself to take a long drink. Then he stares at the remaining liquid as if he's attempting to scry the words to say. ]

No matter the fantasies you've concocted, they are just that. Fantasies which will never happen or should not happen. In truth, I should cease this personal inquiry regardless of my feelings.

There's nothing wrong with a little fantasy, my friend! If you let your imagination roam, it just might guide you into discoveries about yourself. About little things that you might want from your partner.

[Not that he's speaking from experience or anything.]

We are researching your feelings, aren't we~?

The topic of conversation has shifted dramatically from trying to understand modern slang, and there is something wrong when a little fantasy leads to the blurring of reality.

[ Sherlock lived 15 years like that. He fears falling back into a life like that. ]

I know that John deserves a better partner than me. It is thus a fantasy that will never happen and pointless to consider further. I should have remembered that earlier, honestly.

[Heizou hums thoughtfully as he sips from his drink some more.]

The heart wants what it wants, though! There's little point to denying it. And who knows, maybe your good doctor will come to return your affections one day~

[You can't spoil his increasingly drunken, giggly mood, Sherlock.]

So you should be prepared! I imagine you would be the bottom, you know. Men who are used to being with women tend to want to be the top.

[ Was the redness in his cheeks starting to fade? No, it's back again, and Sherlock half chokes on his drink. He didn't expect Heizou to flat out state such a thing. ~~Even if Heizou's correct in his guess because Sherlock was starting to think along similar lines.~~ ]

Hell's bells, Heizou!

[ He coughs to clear his throat and attempt to rein in his fluster. ]

R-Regardless, my heart, as it were, wants many things which can never happen. I won't deny its existence at this point, but I also cannot deny that I am me, with all my shattering pieces sinking away into an unknowable darkness. Am I not already selfish enough for wanting companionship until I am no longer Sherlock Holmes?

[Heizou looks much too pleased by Sherlock's reaction. He's grinning around the rim of his glass, that playful glint still in his eyes.]

Humans are selfish creatures, my dear Sherlock, and unfortunately we too are merely human~ And as such, I say it's perfectly fine for us to find that we also want companionship!

[As strange and foreign as the idea is for men like them.]

And you are my friend now, yes? So whatever it is you want, I want you to have~

Whatever I want...

[ For better or worse, Sherlock is human and not an unfeeling machine capable of perfect logic. His eyes take on a glassy look, and he tries to blink away ]

I want to keep my sanity, for Sherlock Holmes to remain, despite and to spite what calls for me by ocean and blood; I do not want John to suffer me in a greater magnitude should I fail and lose all worth.

But... I do want him too.

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Every day I carry my favorite prayer

Sherry, shut up omg

BAHAHA EDUCATION TIME~

1/2 oh no

2/2 help

RIP sherlock holmes

Here lies Sherry. Dead again

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He walked right into that one

he really did

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