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Opening Night is rapidly approaching, Guardian. Do you really think it wise to leave your shiny new bond, your Guarded, alone on a stage for an entire two hours? You never know what might happen to your precious Alchemist.
Shown to Bijou, no reaction publicly until Perryâs Guarded instructs them. @thebijoubelmont
Perryâs throat dried instantly, nearly closing all the way as they tried their best to swallow. Taking a deep breath, they closed their eyes for a moment as they attempted to center themselves. âSir.â They said, standing to make their way to where Bijou was sitting nearby. Lowering slowly to their knees, Perry offered their phone to their Sir, waiting patiently for instructions, or a response. âThis just came through. To my messages.â @thebijoubelmontâ
Do you like to organize things?
I do, yes. I find both cleaning and organizing to be very soothing activities. Making sure everything has a place, a perfect place, making sure things stay tidy and presentable, I find joy in all of the above. And, isnât it just oddly satisfying turning a mess into something no-stress?
thebijoubelmontâ:
I have a proposition that I believe at least a few of you might be interested in. Iâve been talking about opening up a boxing club for quit some time, and I believe there is no better time to open the floor for that. Iâll call it Fight Club, because I will be employing the teachings of multiple martial arts and I may also introduce weaponry at a future date. Anyone that is interested can meet me in the gym on Tuesday.Â
BULK TAGS FOR POSSIBLE INTEREST: @hiddenguardedâ, @perrygrantâ, @guardedsirenâ, @guardianzoeâ, @brennanduchannesâ, @guardiandonovanevâ, @awilderguardianâ, @emmettroblingâ, @pyreddiekasprykâ, @zachcamdenâ
This sounds wonderful, Sir. You always have such great ideas. Iâm looking forward to it, Iâd love to train with you and learn some new fighting styles and techniques. Especially with such an amazing teacher. Please let me know if you need anything or any help setting up. You know Iâll do anything for you.Â

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Perry jumped at the sound of clapping, turning quickly to see who was behind them. âOh, hello Faith.â They gave a small, tight lipped smile as they moved to place their guitar down beside them. âWhat are you up to this evening?â Perry asked, tipping their head up to look the woman in the eyes.Â
thebijoubelmontâ:
[ @perrygrantâ in response to this and this ]
And youâre mine, Perry flower. I love you. You werenât even trying and youâve saved my evening.Â
Sir....I could just melt. I love you more, Sir. I...did? Thatâs kind of you, Bijou. Everything I do, I do it for ou.Â
Who is that one person you can talk to about just anything?
Sir Bijou Belmont. Council Seat Holder for Africa.Â
What is the quickest way to your heart?
Sir Bijou Belmont, Council Seat Holder for Africa.Â
thebijoubelmontâ:
And now I have a headache. Perry flower? Are you busy?
@perrygrantâ
Sir, not at all. I know, I feel it, Iâm coming. Iâve got medicine, and water to take it with. Iâll massage your head, and everything else. Iâm right here, Sir. Iâll take care of you. Talk to me, please? I can feel your anger.Â

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emerilbelmontâ:
The sounds Perry was making were enough to drive Bijou wild, as if he hadnât already been driven there. Outside of their suite, people were sick and getting sicker, but inside⌠Bijou dropped the ball on being a Council member because he was so absorbed in what was happening between the two of them. Luckily, someone else was on the ball. I think youâre right. One of the last times was the bath night, but even thatâŚÂ It paled in comparison. Nothing could really compare to finding your bond. The way Perry responded to him saying he was theirs made his heart hurt a little, because he knew that was his fault. Heâd been terrible, and he knew that when his fears caught up to him about this they were going to have to deal with that together. Then a memory hit. âI seem to recall a wise companion of mine once said that not all good things are easy. Maybe th ey were right.â Good, I donât want you to question that. Then Perry started bucking beneath him and he had to get the last remnants of their clothing off as quickly as possible so that he could touch every inch of his Guardian and bare every inch of himself as well. Hovering over his flower, he kissed his way back down the front of their body, looking up to watch them as he made his way down to their hips, not stopping until he was all of the way down. Iâm going to have you squirming like that for me all night, my flower. The words were spoken mentally because suddenly, his mouth was too full to speak.
Perry hummed under Bijouâs touch, feeling as though they were floating, weightless, swimming in every thought and feeling they could hear coming from their Guarded. Oh, Sir. I know. I understand. I didnât want to be presumptuous that night, thinking you wanted me like that. Iâd hoped you did. I wanted you to. Iâve never wanted anyone specific to want me like that... For a moment, Perry felt Bijou wavering slightly, and they knew immediately what it was about. They also felt the Guarded push through, for both of their sakes, for the magic of the moment they were locked in. Perry understood that even with a bond things between them wouldnât be easy for a while, but that was something they were more than willing to accept. Theyâd be there, no matter what, and theyâd get through whatever they needed to face. âThat does sound very wise, Sir. Maybe they were. In fact, Iâm sure of it.â Perry smiled up at Bijou, the lust and love both evident in their eyes, and the way they gazed at the Guarded as if he had created the universe. Once Perry was naked, they hesitated momentarily, and the thought of covering themselves crossed their mind. But, seeing Bijou in the same state, knowing how long they had waited for this moment, they fought through their insecurities. Though, their nerves began to build, and they nearly began babbling incessantly once more, but Bijou didnât give them that chance. Feeling the manâs mouth around their already painfully hard cock sent shockwaves through Perryâs body, and they couldnât help but to cry out, their hands moving to grasp desperately at both Bijou and the sheets covering the bed. Sir, I...Oh my Gods that feels so good, itâs too good, I... Being a complete and total virgin, aside from masturbation, Perry could already feel themselves nearing falling apart. Embarrassed, they shook their head, trying to think of anything outside of the pure pleasure coursing through their body. Sir, youâre so good, thatâs so nice, it feels so good, I...I wonât...I donât know how long I can hold on, Sir, with you- ahhhh- doing that. The admission came, followed by a string of breathy, slow moans and gasps as Perry continued rocking beneath him.Â
emerilbelmontâ:
As Perry touched Bijou the way that they did, it felt like they were both naked. Like there was nothing in between them. Perry laid on the praise and Bijou simply listened, taking in the blush and listening to what was said. The shyness was cute, Perry was much different than anyone the Guarded had ever been with before. Usually, he went for confident Guarded men, people that could not possible bond with him and werenât ever caught looking at him the way that Perry did. It had been safe at the time, but it was nothing like this feeling of being safe. The final comment came and he smiled, leaning in slowly without looking away from the Guardian so that he could kiss where Perry had touched, mirrored. His lips trailed along their collar bone, drawing inward until he could kiss their neck and whisper. âYou did say you were saving yourself for your Guarded⌠Iâve stopped myself from trying to see if things would happen more than a few times.â I think there was a reason for it. His nose slid gently along the length of their neck, stopping only so that he could kiss his way back down. His hands were already stripping the both of them too. âMy Perry, my flower. Iâm yours too, you know.â I want you to know. Iâve wanted you to know.
The way Bijou was looking at Perry had them on the best kind of edge, and they bit into their lower lip, gazing back up at their Guarded. Perry had often wondered, dreamed about what finding their soulmate might feel like, but this? This was better than anything they could have imagined. They never could have dreamed Bijou of all people would truly be theirs. As soon as those lips touched Perryâs skin, they felt as though they might actually catch fire. Perry instantly let out a soft moan, their eyes fluttering closed as Bijou made his way over their skin, their body. The Guardedâs words were sinful, and Perry drank in every drop they were given. âSir...Oh, Gods. Iâve stopped myself too, you know. Iâve been...Iâve thought about you so many times. I almost broke but I...I did want it to be special, when the time came.â Why do you think, Sir? For me, I think thatâs true because this feels...So much better than I ever thought it could. Once Bijou began stripping them, Perry nearly choked, their breath catching in their throat as their fingertips dug into Bijouâs shoulders, his figure retreating down their body. âI love the way that sounds, Sir, I never thought Iâd get to hear that. Those gorgeous words, from those gorgeous lips.â I do know, Sir. I can feel it. You can feel me too. In more ways than just one. Perryâs hips began rocking under Bijouâs figure.
emerilbelmontâ:
The squeak made Bijou smile, he was already getting used to this better than he had thought that he would. There was part of him that was still holding onto his promise, but that part was mild in comparison to the part that was feeling blissful and proud to have found his bond with Perry. He could feel the negative later, now he was overcome with the positive. âYouâre hot too, Perry flower. Beautiful. Handsome. I remember what you looked like in the bath too. In my lap, with my hands on you.â When Perry repeated that he knew, he nodded. There were many reasons that he knew, and he thought about them then. He knew because of how solidly Perry stayed by his side, because of how much they helped him out, because of actions and words and things he couldnât explain. Not to mention the time Perry had said it while drunk. He could have replied to everything they were saying, but verbal romance was incredibly new to him and he was finding himself at a loss for words. Perry knew he meant it, they could feel him. He knew that for sure. He could feel them too. âI want you, Perry.â The words were whispered but they were loud and clear, said mentally as well, and he meant them in a thousand different ways.
Entranced by Bijouâs smile, Perryâs fingertips caressed Bijouâs collarbone, their eyes studying every bit of the Guardedâs body as they did their best to familiarize themselves. Then those praises came, and Perry felt as though they might either melt or cum right then and there. âSir...Youâre incredible. Thank you, Bijou. Youâre amazing. Youâre gorgeous, hot, very sexy...Youâre perfection.â The flush on Perryâs neck and cheeks deepened, their breath catching in their throat. âI remember too, Sir. I liked that a lot. Being that close to you. Feeling you like that. I...I liked it a lot.â Perry looked bashfully down, knowing they were feeling much more than they cared to draw attention- or, further attention- to. Everything about the moment felt right. Perfect. More amazing than any words could ever describe. They could feel Bijou, and hear him, and they knew that the man didnât find himself as romantic as Perry did. Nodding, Perry returned their gaze to their Guarded. âYou do, Sir? Then...Have me, Sir. Iâm yours.â
emerilbelmontâ:
Bijou could indeed hear what Perry was thinking, it made him smirk as he made his way up their body. Youâre adorable, my flower. Donât stop on my account. The kiss relieved a bit of the tension that their newly formed bond had created, but only a bit. The air still felt electrified. Then Perry started apologizing and they covered their face before Bijou could protest. For a second, he just looked taking in the shy, nonbinary Guardian in front of him. They had already come so far from their first days together here at Brightwood, and now this. âI know.â He leaned forward and kissed those knuckles one by one, then rested his forehead against Perryâs fingers, so theyâd be forehead to forehead if those hands werenât there. âItâs okay if you feel like you need to hide, but you should know I will never shame you or what you feel. Youâre safe with me.â This was the second time that Perry had professed their love for him, but it was just as heartwarming as the first time. This time, Perry could feel how it made him feel. The love, the care, the affection, the warmth. Gently, he peeled those hands off of Perryâs face but only so that he could look them in the eye when he said, âI love you too, Perry. Youâre mine. And no, Iâm not upset about it.âÂ
Perry squeaked when Bijou answered them in their head, biting into their lower lip as they attempted to adjust to the fact that their thoughts were no longer solely their own. They didnât hate it, not by a long shot, they were simply trying to get used to the fact that from now on, Bijou would hear any and every thought they had. âYou donât want me to stop, Sir? But these thoughts are...Uhm....Iâm just...Youâre very hot Sir. Very attractive.â When the Guarded admitted he knew about Perryâs feelings, they froze. âYou know? Because of the bond, or...â Their heart was beating a mile per minute, and then they felt their Guardedâs lips on their hands, the weight of him leaning into them. When their hands were moved, they clutched Bijouâs shoulders, curling their fingers gently at first, not wanting to be too rough or hurt the other in their anxiety. The Guardedâs words and feelings crashed over them, and Perry blinked slowly up at the other, basking in the feelings they knew were coming from the man. âThank you, Sir. I want you to feel safe with me too. To know you can trust me, no matter what, with anything. Iâll always be here. Right here, for you. With you.â Then, they were communicating in their heads again, something Perry already found themselves falling easily into. âI am yours, Sir. Forever. Iâll do whatever you want, be whatever you need, take care of you until the end of time. I...You love me...You love me. Holy shit thatâs amazing. Iâve loved you for a long time, Sir. Longer than maybe you know. I canât believe weâre here. I...I just want you, Sir. I just want you.â
emerilbelmontâ:
Bijou took in Perryâs responses to what had happened as he tried to process his own, looking down at them as those beautiful eyes filled with tears of happiness. âIâm alright, flower.â And as much as he had said against being bonded, he was relieved that Perry didnât seem to really think that he would be upset or unhappy in this moment. âStay right here for me,â he murmured, then got up just long enough to brush his teeth to get the sick out of his mouth before returning to Perry on the floor. He lifted them up and carried them into the bedroom, placing them on the bed carefully before climbing up to rest on top of him, between his legs. He kissed his way up the front of the Guardianâ his Guardianâ until their lips met in a kiss. âThis is real,â he said mentally, in his head. âYouâre mine, Perry flower. Thatâs real. This is real. Talk to me. Are you okay?â
Perry smiled when Bijou confirmed he was alright, their body relaxing against the cool tile. âYes, Sir. Right here.â Perryâs eyes followed Bijou as the Guarded went to brush his teeth, smiling even more as they hoped that meant theâd get a kiss- a kiss from my Guarded they thought. When they were lifted, they rested their head against Bijouâs chest, nearly whining when they were placed on the bed, afraid of losing contact so quickly. Then, that perfect body was on top of them, kissing places Perry hadnât ever had kissed before. Oh Gods, oh Gods, heâs kissing me not on my lips, heâs kissing me on my body, heâs...Wait, can he hear this? Can you hear this Sir? Thatâs embarrassing. They flushed from the collarbone up, gasping when Bijouâs lips connected with theirs. âIâm okay, Sir. Knowing youâre here. Knowing this is real. Knowing you really are mine. I healed you, I helped, I...I just want to take care of you, Sir. Iâm...Iâm sorry. For what I did. For activating this. I donât know if you...I know you werenât...You didnât want...But Iâm not going to let anyone threaten you like that. They wonât get to you, bond or not, not without going through me and that wonât happen. Not ever. I...I love...You.â The last word wasnât even something they necessarily consciously thought, it just came naturally, though knowing that no matter what Bijou had heard it sent them into a bit of a tailspin. Bringing their hands up, they covered their face, embarrassed and unsure of what to say or how to recover.Â

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emerilbelmontâ:
The moment that Perry protected him on the dash, they had activated their bond and everything else that had been going on faded into the background immediately. Bijou felt that sense of calm and comfort too, through and above the sickness that kept him on his knees in front of the toilet. He could hear Perry in his head, speaking, and the shock and surprise in that definite statement was sweet. Heâd remember that forever.Â
Then Perry was on their knees, arms wrapped around him. He knew it was more than affectionate, thanks to their new bond, but it was still surprising when he felt himself starting to feel better and better until the sickness was gone completely. As if they didnât already know, that would have proved it. Only a bonded Guardian could heal their bonded Guarded, and the poison had basically been sapped right out of him and there was no denying how quickly he felt better. When Perry leaned back, Bijou watched in shock, his lips parted and his mind absolutely still. This was something he had avoided his entire life, he had leaned down to within an inch of his fatherâs face while the man lay on his death bed and vowed to him that this would never happen. Perry speaking is what broke him from his thoughts and he shook his head to clear it the rest of the way and then moved forward. His arms wrapped around the Guardian before he could fall and held him close, guiding him down onto his back. This was the bathroom, but it was kept immaculately clean so it wasnât a problem. âIt worked,â he whispered. âItâs youâŚâ
When Bijou took them into his arms, Perry felt themselves immediately relax. It was no longer something they could control, but more of a physical reaction that just happened, being touched for the first time by their soulmate. Their mind continued to buzz, though, and they were nearly overwhelmed with thoughts and feelings about everything- everything that had happened, everything theyâd been through and waited for. They truly had been reaching a point of disbelief in the fact that they did have a soulmate, the soulmate theyâd hoped for, dreamed of, prayed for even. When they were laid on their back, they didnât release their grip on their Guarded, their eyes locking as tears of joy welled. âItâs me, Sir. Is that...Alright? Are you alright with that?â Although they could feel Bijou, the energy theyâd just expended healing Bijou left them drained and a little unable to focus. âI canât believe it....I canât believe it. Is this real? It isnât a dream?âÂ
emerilbelmontâ:
The way Perry moved, Bijou assumed they were unaffected. He wanted to be protective and make sure, but he was too busy throwing up to be able to do much of anything and the fact that Perry wasnât throwing up like he was said enough to keep him from being too worried. Perry did the Council work for him too, at his command, and they told him enough to hold him off for the moment. He was sick a few more times before he took the water and used it to clean out his mouth, then took a real few sips. His stomach was still flipping, but he was able to look up at Perry and speak. âAction has to be taken, immediately. To find out how this happened.â It was worrisome that someone had been able to get them all sick while they were inside Brightwood. How had this happened? Youâre okay? How are you feeling?
He had wanted to ask those questions, but then Perry protected Bijou in the way that he chose to answer that threatening anon and that thing that he had been avoiding so vehementlyâ that same thing that the anon had used against Perryâ happened. They bonded, he could feel it even through the food poisoning.Â
Seeing Bijou like this, in this state, so sick, and weaker than he was letting on, had Perry in a state. On one hand, they felt as though they couldnât move, couldnât breathe, knowing that Bijou wasnât okay. Another part of them, though, and thankfully the stronger part, took over as Perry succumbed to themselves, an anger building within them, alongside an overwhelming sense of concern, a need to take care of the other, to protect, to serve. Perry stayed by Bijouâs side while he was sick, rubbing his back and whispering soothing, supportive words. âSir, with all due respect, youâre sick as a dog. I can...Iâll do this. Iâll take care of it. Let me, Sir, please. I can do this, for you. For everyone else too but...Especially for you.â Perryâs eyes hit the ground, before feeling a buzz in their pocket. Pulling out their phone, their eyes read quickly over that message, the anger inside taking over. As soon as theyâd hit reply, all bets were off. All around them the room began to go in and out of focus, their head buzzing as a tingling spread from the inside out. They felt warm, happy, calm, before themselves feeling nauseous, exhausted, and painful. We bonded. This is a bond. I have my soulmate, I found him, it is him, it is you. Sir....
Their mind raced as they tried to catch up with themselves. Dropping to their knees next to their Guarded, Perry wrapped their arms around Bijou. Closing their eyes, they did their best to focus, to breathe, to give their energy to Bijou. They knew, through their classes, that they could heal him, and that was their first and only goal. Feeling the energy drain from their body, Perry nearly fell sideways, but caught themselves on the heel of their hand with a shaking arm. âD-did it work, Sir? Did I d-do it?â