[He mutters against Phoenix's lips, pressing down hard against his battered body. He wants to eliminate everything but him from Phoenix's thoughts. He wants to posses every inch of him.]
[It makes him groan, pain and more and it's all pretty fucked up and he can't see at all but his heart is hammering in his chest so loud he thinks H can probably hear it.]
H... I... I don't want to be alone. So please... Don't go.
[He's scared of that more than he's scared of anything else and he's so sure H is going to leave him like H has left him three times already. He wants it to stop.]
[He could do so much more. So much to hurt him. So much to claim him. For now though he's sliding his hands further down Phoenix's arms to squeeze where they're broken.]
[He makes another noise, crying out, arching under H because that hurts? It hurts so much he almost can't breathe for a moment and yet it's still sensation and that's better than emptiness.]
I--
[He doesn't want to feel pain, really, but if that'll keep H from leaving.]
[He screams, this time, not a huge loud one because he's already too breathless but it's definitely a scream, ending in a sob as he tries to gulp in enough air to comply.]
Honestly... I don't know. He doesn't either. It's not something I'm going to worry about for now.
[There's concern and upset because of course he doesn't like what that memory revealed. H being a terrorist, the coup, the outright assassination all has him upset, but he's already decided to set it aside to think about and worry about when there's more information there.]
... Anyway, it doesn't really matter if you're older than younger than me. At least, numerically, physically. What I really meant was, you're a very pure person, on the inside, or so I've thought since the day I met you. You still have that sort of kindness and gentleness and--and almost newness--that most people lose as they age. At least, no one else I've met is quite like you like that. I believe it's what makes everyone love you so naturally.
[ it's said with feelings of--fondness, admiration, confidence--love ]
[Sorry he's just going to DIE. Embarrassed and pleased and not really agreeing with her but also not... Wanting to negate her opinion. He just doesn't think of himself as highly.]
[ okay, but das just cute; feelings and face both. she giggles and he's just gonna feel more of that fondness and amusement. she obviously thinks--feels!--highly enough about him for the both of them ]
I don't know about just the same. But if the most important things were, that would be the biggest compliment you could ever give me.
[ again, there is that feeling of--aspiration, that desire to be Better. More alike. ]
But even if we weren't, even if you were the better half... that would probably be okay too, I think. Having a goal to strive for isn't so bad.
[He's fond though, terribly and deeply affectionate and endeared. And his opinion of her is equally high, genuinely proud of her and respectful of her in turns.]
We're different in a lot of ways but you're kind and you're strong and you're passionate and innocent in a lot of ways.
I'll take it, then, that no matter how this all works out we'll still be friends.
[ there's a pleased and content feeling--both at being held in such high estimation, and feeling... generally secure that this wasn't the wrong move, no matter how it pans out. ]
At least, I'll love you no matter what, one way or the other.
[Surprise and concern and returned love but also, more concern?]
Was that in question? Of course you're always going to be my friend, Hiryuu. Regardless of anything else. Even if we get together and later ended up breaking it off, that wouldn't stop me caring about you.
He'd appreciate knowing Yasuragi is actively trying not to be stone-faced for him, honestly. As it is he appreciates the reactions for what they are.
He is going to continue not interfering with Yasuragi's smoking! Which means leaving his hair alone for now and sliding his fingers under the cloth of Yasuragi's top, inching it open further for his hands to explore, and to give his mouth more access to Yasuragi's skin.
Good thing he's literally not threatening right now with the whole brushing his lips over whatever exposed flesh he can thing.]
[ it is a very good thing he is completely nonthreatening. breathes in a lungful of smoke and hums it out just to feel his own chest rise and fall under Phoenix’s mouth and runs his fingers through his hair, rubbing circles into his scalp. ]
[That makes him smile against Yasuragi's skin. Tracing the planes of his chest and stomach with light fingers, finding a nipple with his lips and giving that a light lick. He's very excited to get to touch this time, and he's not even pretending he's not eager to.]
[ well THAT'S kind of weird. he grips a little harder at Phoenix's hair, bites down on the pipe with a hitch of his breath, a there-and-gone tension that's a lot easier to catch with the way his stomach jumps once under Phoenix's fingers. he leans forward a little, curling over him ]
[Tension is not the result he was expecting. He still likes the reactions, sliding his hands down to work on Yasuragi's sash. But after a light bite on that nipple, he's not stopping but he does press his lips to Yasuragi's skin.]
It's so good to see Sanguine smiling like that, and his heart is racing from it and the situation. He shivers at the nip, running his fingers through Sanguine's hair and taking a deep breath in an unsuccessful attempt to calm down.]
[ He makes a soft sound as he reluctantly pulls away from Phoenix's neck long enough to tug his shirt off, silently thanking whatever deity that might exist that he went for the T-shirt option today instead of anything more complicated than that. He still hasn't had a chance to buy off his burn scars, though it's not for lack of points. But he clearly doesn't care about that right now, tracing a hand up Phoenix's thigh once his shirt's been discarded. ]
You look really good in that outfit.
[ Didn't he say that already? Oh well, it remains no less true. ]
[ His breathing catches a little at the sensations of Phoenix's fingers running along down him. ]
Hmmm....
[ Clearly, the best way to do that is to lean in and start kissing Phoenix again while his hands reach towards the corset and start working at unlacing it. Clearly it is. ]
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Start.]
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[He mutters against Phoenix's lips, pressing down hard against his battered body. He wants to eliminate everything but him from Phoenix's thoughts. He wants to posses every inch of him.]
Talk to me. Only me.
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H... I... I don't want to be alone. So please... Don't go.
[He's scared of that more than he's scared of anything else and he's so sure H is going to leave him like H has left him three times already. He wants it to stop.]
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[He could do so much more. So much to hurt him. So much to claim him. For now though he's sliding his hands further down Phoenix's arms to squeeze where they're broken.]
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I--
[He doesn't want to feel pain, really, but if that'll keep H from leaving.]
If it'll... Keep you here.
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I'll stay as long as you belong to me. So tell me.
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[He screams, this time, not a huge loud one because he's already too breathless but it's definitely a scream, ending in a sob as he tries to gulp in enough air to comply.]
I--! I belong to you!
[It's gasped out, desperately pained.]
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This isn't even sexy this is just Speed Dating continuation
[There's concern and upset because of course he doesn't like what that memory revealed. H being a terrorist, the coup, the outright assassination all has him upset, but he's already decided to set it aside to think about and worry about when there's more information there.]
I mean also a legit thing to do tbh? yeah [ /2]
[ there's concern and empathy in her voice and her heart, but also--the tacit understanding and agreement to set this discussion aside. ]
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... Anyway, it doesn't really matter if you're older than younger than me. At least, numerically, physically. What I really meant was, you're a very pure person, on the inside, or so I've thought since the day I met you. You still have that sort of kindness and gentleness and--and almost newness--that most people lose as they age. At least, no one else I've met is quite like you like that. I believe it's what makes everyone love you so naturally.
[ it's said with feelings of--fondness, admiration, confidence--love ]
You're someone special.
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You say that, but you're just the same.
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I don't know about just the same. But if the most important things were, that would be the biggest compliment you could ever give me.
[ again, there is that feeling of--aspiration, that desire to be Better. More alike. ]
But even if we weren't, even if you were the better half... that would probably be okay too, I think. Having a goal to strive for isn't so bad.
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[He's fond though, terribly and deeply affectionate and endeared. And his opinion of her is equally high, genuinely proud of her and respectful of her in turns.]
We're different in a lot of ways but you're kind and you're strong and you're passionate and innocent in a lot of ways.
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[ there's a pleased and content feeling--both at being held in such high estimation, and feeling... generally secure that this wasn't the wrong move, no matter how it pans out. ]
At least, I'll love you no matter what, one way or the other.
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Was that in question? Of course you're always going to be my friend, Hiryuu. Regardless of anything else. Even if we get together and later ended up breaking it off, that wouldn't stop me caring about you.
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He'd appreciate knowing Yasuragi is actively trying not to be stone-faced for him, honestly. As it is he appreciates the reactions for what they are.
He is going to continue not interfering with Yasuragi's smoking! Which means leaving his hair alone for now and sliding his fingers under the cloth of Yasuragi's top, inching it open further for his hands to explore, and to give his mouth more access to Yasuragi's skin.
Good thing he's literally not threatening right now with the whole brushing his lips over whatever exposed flesh he can thing.]
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Yes.
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Day 53
It's so good to see Sanguine smiling like that, and his heart is racing from it and the situation. He shivers at the nip, running his fingers through Sanguine's hair and taking a deep breath in an unsuccessful attempt to calm down.]
Get your shirt off.
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You look really good in that outfit.
[ Didn't he say that already? Oh well, it remains no less true. ]
But I'd like to see you out of it, too.
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Help me with the corset?
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Hmmm....
[ Clearly, the best way to do that is to lean in and start kissing Phoenix again while his hands reach towards the corset and start working at unlacing it. Clearly it is. ]