[ That smile of yours is so damn dangerous, Hikaru. He'll answer it back with him looking down at some indeterminate point between you, seemingly thoughtful. ]
Well, just so that we're both clear, [ his voice is soft and idly musing. ] I am fine with giving you things to use against me when we do fuck.
[ Tongue in cheek for a bit, and then he's turning his gaze back up your way. The expression on his face is equal parts dead serious and totally honest, because he means it; every last word. He liked last night's change of pace. It was new and different kind of high. Whether or not that's Arcadia's influence doesn't really matter -- because at the end of it all, you offered, he took it, you both benefited in the end. ]
[ His hand reaches for you at that, fingers ghosting along your jaw and lingering at your chin as he all but drinks the sight of you in. ]
Kiss me again? [ He murmurs that, a finger curling around one loose, long strand of your hair. ] And promise me last night won't be the last time we do that.
[ It feels daring, almost, for the words to actually leave him. This is as much a confession as it is a request. You've given him something he didn't think he'd get and that in itself is plenty. ]
[ Maybe you caught the slight shiver beneath your boy's skin right at the pads of your fingertips before he closed the distance between you both, and took your lips with his lips. He lets that kiss go on for a while, because he wanted to see if he could still taste himself in your mouth.
[ And that statement is going to be answered with a smile and a sigh, his lips parting to receive you as soon as you lean in. His hands lift up so he can tangle his fingers into your hair and cradle your head as you both kiss. ]
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Well, just so that we're both clear, [ his voice is soft and idly musing. ] I am fine with giving you things to use against me when we do fuck.
[ Tongue in cheek for a bit, and then he's turning his gaze back up your way. The expression on his face is equal parts dead serious and totally honest, because he means it; every last word. He liked last night's change of pace. It was new and different kind of high. Whether or not that's Arcadia's influence doesn't really matter -- because at the end of it all, you offered, he took it, you both benefited in the end. ]
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[ Know that you brought this upon yourself, and he loves you. ]
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Kiss me again? [ He murmurs that, a finger curling around one loose, long strand of your hair. ] And promise me last night won't be the last time we do that.
[ It feels daring, almost, for the words to actually leave him. This is as much a confession as it is a request. You've given him something he didn't think he'd get and that in itself is plenty. ]
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(He can.) ]
That's the furthest thought from my mind.
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Good.