[He winks, squeezing his fingers.] I'll make sure I limit my fire-breathing curries to special occasions for others, only.
[A startled, high laugh, and he shakes his head.] I've been down really bad for you for a long time, and in January... [There's a brief stutter in his chest.] I still thought there was a chance, then. [That Akechi wasn't dead. That he could fix things, that he could maybe have the one thing he had wanted more than anything in the world.]
[He shakes his head like he's distracted, frowning, and then shakes it again, more firmly.] You're not limiting me. I don't want to suffocate you, I... I've never had anything like what I want for us, but I'm used to having a lot more than one person to spend time around, and I don't want the concentrated attention to smother you. [He smiles.] You should call her Sumire. She'd be tickled.
[He tilts his head, frowning and looking at their hands, then back to Goro's frown.] Let me make something really clear, okay? There's never been anyone else that I feel the same way about as I feel about you. I love my friends, I'm a social person, even if being in groups of three is my favorite because I can space the fuck out and they can entertain themselves. You make me talk more than anybody else I've ever met and I hate talking, actually? But I love talking to you. [He brings his other hand forward, covering their linked fingers.] We're gonna have to work out a balance, so I don't suffocate you but you still understand how much I want you. If that involves other people, I'll clear it with you first.
[Hm. What can one really say to that.. Even if he had shared the sentiment, probably about as long as Akira had. But those feelings were repressed and painted red with the murderous plot and by the whole Faustian deal with Shido.
A dry, humorless laugh escapes from him before he can stop himself.] Are you sure those feelings were aimed at me and not towards someone who never was there to begin with? [Then with a grimace, he shakes his head.] ..My apologies, that was uncalled for.
[Because this is Akira. The only person who knows the depths of him, his lies and the truths (perhaps even better than himself). And the only person Akechi can fully trust in this -- or in any world.
And as for the rest? Akechi only stays still staring at their joined hands as he keeps pushing back the darker thoughts within the back of his mind, warning him about the potential hurt in store, that Akira will eventually just grow sick of him and find someone else who's better and---
Swallowing air, he nods and squeezes Akira's hand.]
I trust you. [And he means that.] I'm.. not very familiar with how these deals work. I don't have the experience with other people like you do so I guess I get overwhelmed easily and-- [What was his point again?] I trust you with this.
[He quirks his mouth into a slight frown and shakes his head, lifting his second hand and curling it into a loose fist, which he baps gently against the crown of Akechi's head.] Enough of that. [His hand splays flat, smoothing over his hair and trailing down to the ends of it, twisting some of them between his fingers.] ...'n besides, I definitely like you a lot more when you're mean.
[He hums, leaning forward to put their foreheads together.] Okay.
[Okay, you know what. The playful bump is allowed, even if it does make Akechi grimace sourly. He was getting lost in his heard anyway.]
That just proves how much of a masochist you are on top of being an idiot. [He groans, placing his free hand on top of Akira's that's teasing around his hair, leaning his forehead forward.]
I believe this is the part where you're supposed to kiss me.
[Another hum, curious this time, and he tips his face forward, bumping their noses and then ghosting his lips over Akechi's. He breathes there a moment, tapping gentle, barely-there kisses for a moment, keeping his eyes open partway to watch his reaction.]
[Akechi tilts his head slightly to the side, avoid smashing their noses together. Although, that probably wasn't going to happen seeing how careful Akira was being with him -- a stark contrast to their prior, heated and hurried kisses where they had clung on each other, as if fearing that the time would run out.]
Asshole. [He whispers against Akira's lips as he meets them for each kiss, chasing after the subtle aftertaste of the coffee.] I want a bookshelf. One not made of dark wood. [He murmurs and kisses him again, this time he moves hand behind back of Akira's head to pull him even more closer.] And no strongly scented items. [Kiss, kiss.] And don't even think about matching coffee cups or other gross shit.
Your asshole, [He admonishes gently, laughing into the kiss at his sudden demands.] I can build us a bookshelf..., [Kiss. He lingers a moment, on this one.] Coffee is about as strong as I go. [Pulling back, he grins cattishly, wrinkling his nose.] Too late, I already have one like the one I got you for your birthday.
In your dreams, loser. [Insults are definitely words of endearment, right? At least between rivals. Akechi keeps kissing him between words, unable to keep himself from grinning -- this situation is pretty silly. And he's just almost too greedy to let Akira pull away from the contact.] I'll smash them. [No he won't. It's an empty threat.]
[Just a rumbled chuckle in his throat, and he keeps with the pacing of the lighter kisses until Akechi makes his thread, empty or not. He pauses, drawing away just enough to have space between their lips, and then presses forward with a bit more fervor, prying Akechi's mouth open by slowly opening his own against his lips and immediately seeking to taste.]
[It's short-lived, however, when after a scant few seconds of sucking on the end of Akechi's tongue he pulls back.] You won't.
[Without even thinking of it, Akechi inhales deep as he parts his lips and welcomes Akira in -- kissing back with eagerly while allowing the other one take lead. There's a soft moan forming, trying to escape within him along with a pleased sigh.
..But then Akira pulls back. Akechi presses his lips into a dissatisfied line. Fucking tease.] Try and stop me. [And with that he leans back in, taking Akira's bottom lip between his teeth. His bite isn't strong enough to actually hurt but it should sting a bit.]
[He just chuckles again, the sound a crackling rumble in his chest as Akechi takes his lip between his teeth, and he finally closes his eyes and releases his hand in favor of reaching up to carefully set a hand at his jawline. He presses past the biting teeth, then, opening his mouth and pressing, staying this time.]
[Hey! Don't laugh at him, he's being totally serious here! Okay, he can't help but meet Akira's chuckles with a quiet, amused huff of a laughter. He, too, closes his eyes and tightens his own hold behind Akira's neck pulling him in as he let's go off the lip - welcoming yet another kiss.
This time, he makes sure to appreciate the longevity of it, forcing the rest of his world to slow down as his curious tongue pushes to meet Akira's. To think he used to find this gross not too long ago.
He's almost off his seat, crouching over the small coffee table that dares to separate them from each other. Really, if he pushes further he might as well climb on top of the damn thing.]
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Date: 2023-07-13 11:01 pm (UTC)[A startled, high laugh, and he shakes his head.] I've been down really bad for you for a long time, and in January... [There's a brief stutter in his chest.] I still thought there was a chance, then. [That Akechi wasn't dead. That he could fix things, that he could maybe have the one thing he had wanted more than anything in the world.]
[He shakes his head like he's distracted, frowning, and then shakes it again, more firmly.] You're not limiting me. I don't want to suffocate you, I... I've never had anything like what I want for us, but I'm used to having a lot more than one person to spend time around, and I don't want the concentrated attention to smother you. [He smiles.] You should call her Sumire. She'd be tickled.
[He tilts his head, frowning and looking at their hands, then back to Goro's frown.] Let me make something really clear, okay? There's never been anyone else that I feel the same way about as I feel about you. I love my friends, I'm a social person, even if being in groups of three is my favorite because I can space the fuck out and they can entertain themselves. You make me talk more than anybody else I've ever met and I hate talking, actually? But I love talking to you. [He brings his other hand forward, covering their linked fingers.] We're gonna have to work out a balance, so I don't suffocate you but you still understand how much I want you. If that involves other people, I'll clear it with you first.
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Date: 2023-07-13 11:36 pm (UTC)A dry, humorless laugh escapes from him before he can stop himself.] Are you sure those feelings were aimed at me and not towards someone who never was there to begin with? [Then with a grimace, he shakes his head.] ..My apologies, that was uncalled for.
[Because this is Akira. The only person who knows the depths of him, his lies and the truths (perhaps even better than himself). And the only person Akechi can fully trust in this -- or in any world.
And as for the rest? Akechi only stays still staring at their joined hands as he keeps pushing back the darker thoughts within the back of his mind, warning him about the potential hurt in store, that Akira will eventually just grow sick of him and find someone else who's better and---
Swallowing air, he nods and squeezes Akira's hand.]
I trust you. [And he means that.] I'm.. not very familiar with how these deals work. I don't have the experience with other people like you do so I guess I get overwhelmed easily and-- [What was his point again?] I trust you with this.
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Date: 2023-07-14 10:31 pm (UTC)[He hums, leaning forward to put their foreheads together.] Okay.
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Date: 2023-07-14 10:48 pm (UTC)That just proves how much of a masochist you are on top of being an idiot. [He groans, placing his free hand on top of Akira's that's teasing around his hair, leaning his forehead forward.]
I believe this is the part where you're supposed to kiss me.
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Date: 2023-07-14 11:08 pm (UTC)[Another hum, curious this time, and he tips his face forward, bumping their noses and then ghosting his lips over Akechi's. He breathes there a moment, tapping gentle, barely-there kisses for a moment, keeping his eyes open partway to watch his reaction.]
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Date: 2023-07-14 11:25 pm (UTC)Asshole. [He whispers against Akira's lips as he meets them for each kiss, chasing after the subtle aftertaste of the coffee.] I want a bookshelf. One not made of dark wood. [He murmurs and kisses him again, this time he moves hand behind back of Akira's head to pull him even more closer.] And no strongly scented items. [Kiss, kiss.] And don't even think about matching coffee cups or other gross shit.
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Date: 2023-07-14 11:28 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2023-07-14 11:43 pm (UTC)[It's short-lived, however, when after a scant few seconds of sucking on the end of Akechi's tongue he pulls back.] You won't.
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Date: 2023-07-14 11:57 pm (UTC)..But then Akira pulls back. Akechi presses his lips into a dissatisfied line. Fucking tease.] Try and stop me. [And with that he leans back in, taking Akira's bottom lip between his teeth. His bite isn't strong enough to actually hurt but it should sting a bit.]
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Date: 2023-07-15 12:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-07-15 12:23 am (UTC)This time, he makes sure to appreciate the longevity of it, forcing the rest of his world to slow down as his curious tongue pushes to meet Akira's. To think he used to find this gross not too long ago.
He's almost off his seat, crouching over the small coffee table that dares to separate them from each other. Really, if he pushes further he might as well climb on top of the damn thing.]