[Wataru reaches out again--he can't help it, even if he's the one who's supposed to be magnetic right now. His fingers trace along Ryuu's cheek, and he smiles.]
I've interrupted your very important task, and for that I am truly sorry.
[ lucky he's gotten a little more adjusted to everyone here being so touchy. it just makes him duck his head, unable to keep the sheepish expression out of his eyes completely.
but he's committed now. ]
You're fine, Wataru-kun. Spot me so it doesn't fall, okay? I don't want all your hard work to go to waste.
[ with that, ryuu kneels to get the thing lifted. ]
That should be okay... let's slide it that way and set it down.
[ less surface area to drag across the floor when it's upended like this! with a little maneuvering, it doesn't take long to get into place, and ryuu rounds its side to tip it carefully back down, measuring as he goes. ]
[Wataru eagerly follows, helping what little he can. He's flexible, not remarkably strong when it comes to moving couches. But he's doing his best.
With an elegant twirl he moves to the center of the room and looks at the placement. From there, if Ryuu looks around, he'll note that the living furnishings are pretty sparse, just the couch and a bookcase and a small side table and a lamp, no bed. He just... really liked this couch, and it's just him, so he's golden! He look truly delighted.]
Ahh, slowly it's all coming together. It looks perfect. Thank you, Dragon-san!
[ it'd be remiss of him to comment on the otherwise emptiness. not everyone is like him, who tries to make a home around whatever space he happens to occupy. it lends a permanence to a situation not everyone likes, he knows. trailing his palm against the back of the couch, he rounds it with a smile, plopping down into a seat on the upright cushions with a low laugh. ]
[Wataru, eyes flashing gold, slides into the space beside Ryuu, pulling the larger man's arm around his shoulders and leaning in rather like a cat. He'll just snuggle right up!]
[ that really took no time at all. ryuu doesn't stop to think about it this time, body like a harbor for wataru to break his restlessness on. his arm drapes, hand close to a swath of his hair, enough to get his fingers just so through the strands - light and idle. ]
You're right, it does.
[ reticence peeled away by the moon's influence, the pheromones and the way ryuu doesn't like to let anyone be lonely, it leaves him pliant to affection. ]
[Ahh, it feels good to be touched, even so very gently like this. Wataru feels warmth emanating from where they contact each other, and he smiles up at Ryuu like an angel. His cheeks don't even go pink when he responds.]
No... I'll admit to having a motive, dear Dragon-san! I've lured you into my cozy little home, and you've taken up your place beside me... Now, what's left? For you to call me starlight again? Kind words from a kind heart? Perhaps... a kiss...?
[ in contrast, the high points of ryuu's cheeks are still glowing. he's eased into the situation now, but his willingness can't entirely hide how shy he is about things like this. bit by bit though, he's starting to understand it more, even without the foxiness intruding on his senses. just a warm brush of chroma between moonblessed is incredible, isn't it?
he chuckles, ducking his head. ]
It's like you're describing a dance! You're a little different from starlight right now... [ all precious moonlight white instead. ] - ah, but that's okay. If you're really sure you want me to...
[ with wataru's face turned up at him like that, it's not much to lean in just so, a tentative caress of skin where foreheads and noses touch.
it's still crazy to him, how people want to do this kind of thing with him despite him just being... himself. ]
[The warmth is delightful, and Wataru already craves more. It's like he doesn't know anything but this warmth, and the need for it overwhelms him.
Ryuu's forehead contacts his, and Wataru tips his chin up until their noses brush, all in Ryuu's rhythm, playing against his motions like they really are dancing. He almost wonders if they shouldn't do just that.]
I'd thought to try to seduce you, Dragon-san... Maybe that was wrong of me.
[He tips his chin up more, lips faintly contacting Ryuu's, not a kiss, just a slight whisper of a touch.]
You just seem like the kind of person who needs to be pursued.
[ it's really almost unfair, how effective such light touches are. maybe wataru's words more than make up for it, bold and unfettered. his heart's going, the twinge of nervousness there pushed under by his admittance. ryuu measures the laugh trapped in his throat at the brush of lips too light to really be considered a kiss. it's dizzying, but his mind is clear.
at least that's how it feels. ]
Do I really seem like that?
[ next to wataru, he feels plain in every way, golden eyes and tails or no. ]
If I chased after you, I don't think I'd ever be able to catch up.
[ demure as he is, he's never been content with a whisper - so he tilts into the angle to capture his lips, shallow and soft. ]
[Wataru's mind is overworking itself, every delightful possibility considered, vetted, found desirable. He wants everything right now, he'll admit given the chance, but with Ryuu it seems best to just be gentle and honest.
He's the type who cares too tenderly to let anyone so close in a carnal way, isn't he? That's what Wataru sees in him, in this gentle, sweet man. But he's also a giver, Wataru would wager, and the type to want to eagerly take care of others.
Wataru flutters his eyes closed at the touch of lips, making a soft, warm sound that seems to rise up with the heat coursing through him again. He'd decided to be chaste and gentle with Dragon-san, but now that their lips are connected, even just in this lightest of kisses, he has other ideas.
His hand comes to rest on Ryuu's chest, tracing idle circles as he ever so delicately works in tiny, fleeting kisses against Ryuu's lips.]
[ ryuu's affections are pliant even without the sweet scent caressing across his judgment. simplicity works best for him, the blue moon only going so far as to smooth out the timid parts and then bare the natural passion beneath. you don't have to lure the willing.
or so his heart tells him, strong, deep thumps of it sounding beneath wataru's fingers.
that's how it feels still, lips giving a perfect quirk up into the kisses - two, three, four. ryuu would be content to lose count, he thinks, pushing the boundary of the gesture with that same softness. that single noise wataru made sticks in his ears as if it'd been louder than it actually was, and ryuu gives a gentle press of tongue against his lips in pursuit of it. ]
[He doesn't expect Ryuu to be the one to move things forward. He honestly half expects that they'll sit like this, a few fluttering kisses between them, and maybe settle in to cuddle a bit, his desires forgotten in the warmth of Ryuu's arms. But then there's Ryuu's tongue on his lips, and he feels the need surge up.
Shifting, he turns more toward his companion, fingers splayed on his chest, over his heart. A whimper falls from his throat as he parts his lips, as he curves those fingers like he wants nothing more than to get closer.
It's still such a small, budding thing. His free hand moves up to caress Ryuu's jaw, coaxing more out of him. Asking politely.]
[ if wataru's presence wasn't so captivating, it would have been enough for ryuu to stay comfortable with that familiar plateau. but he feels a great deal of need to rise to the occasion too, to be worthy of his company, his wants. and deep down, the otherwise barrenness of the apartment makes him want to warm the air and draw his presence in closer, if he can. not even the lunar spike in his blood can make him forget about that.
he takes that sound in when prompted by the warm, silky touch moving across his jaw, continuing the kiss with a a deeper stroke of his tongue. ryuu is still measured and exploratory, like he's trying to keep his heart from going too wild too fast in his chest - he's still the one with the least experience, he's sure.
that doesn't stop him from leaning in and slipping an arm around his waist, ready to tug at any moment. the kiss breaks with a soft huff before it goes too far. ]
Not too much...?
[ is he great or terrible at being seduced, it is a mystery. ]
[Even if Wataru has more experience, it's only by virtue of being here. It's only because of this, and really because of Eichi. At home, he's a solitary creature, far more than he wants to be. But he'll graduate soon, and it'll all be fine. Well, if he ever goes back.
Here, he just wants, like he's famished, like he'll waste away without affection. He returns the kiss, effectively following Ryuu's lead, not rushing things ahead. This feels warm and lovely, and he likes it. Just... that arm around him sends a jolt of more need through him, and he gasps softly against Ryuu's lips before diving back into the kiss and--
Ryuu breaks away. Wataru's eyes fly open, and he looks up at Ryuu with concern, like he's so afraid he's done something worth being rejected over.]
Please... I... more...?
[He can't even find his words, and his eyes are violet saucers, so worried he's done something wrong.]
[ it's nothing so bad, and the immediate reaction to how he'd pulled back such a scant distance has his breath catching. it's quick and quiet, easy enough to miss. but it quickly colors his understanding. wataru's acting like he's going to snatch his attention away and never return it, even if they're still so close, even if he'd smiled and worried if he was doing alright. ryuu feels his chest clench.
shoulders dropping some, he takes that simple command to heart. it's with a much gentler expression that he returns to what he was doing, obliging him with another brush of his nose to his cheek, another kiss. ]
...ah, okay.
[ it's okay is more what he meant, but his kisses can convey that, if he tries. if he tightens his arm a bit more, if he leans his weight into it just right. ]
[The relief that floods Wataru when Ryuu initiates contact with his cheek again is palpable, and his body melts against Ryuu's as his fingers grip the older man's shirt. He sighs happily, eyes closing again, indulgently leaning into the strong grip of the arm around him. He doesn't want to be teased or tricked or feel like he's about to be abandoned. He wants genuine affection. It may have been shallowly sought, but it's so warmly given that Wataru can't stand the thought of losing it.
He turns his head and nuzzles in close, capturing Ryuu's lips in a slow, deliberate kiss that says, without words, stay.]
[ that's a much better reaction, he thinks. enough to find comfort in, to gain confidence from. how much of this is actually the sinless's influence on cordis's natural draw is anyone's guess, now. as it is, it seems like this is just as much ryuu as it is the sweet scent that's gotten all up into his head. he's solid and dependable even in new territory, giving his jaw a nice tilt into the kiss, letting it play out. slow at first, unhurried as if responding to what wataru's wordlessly seeking.
but he reclaims that depth after a moment with a curl of his tongue. soon, his other arm joins the first in circling about his waist and then ryuu's shifting higher up on the couch to more comfortably face him. even resting his arms so low on the younger man's body, he can feel the locks and strands of his long hair tickle his skin.
he breathes out, around the kisses, in the shape of a smile. in spite of a lot of things and many more circumstances, he really does enjoy kissing. ]
[He turns into the evolving hold, nearly climbing onto Ryuu's lap, thinking better of it at the last second. It wouldn't be right to push him so hard; he seems too gentle for that. He honestly feels, now that the wiles of his captors are wearing off, that he made a mistake in thinking to seduce Ryuu in the first place. He'd much rather kiss him for hours, feeling the warmth generated between them and caring nothing for the rest of the world for just a little while.
Their kiss is so gentle and sweet, their heads tilted ever so slightly, their tongues meeting and retreating, a little soft play that doesn't go anywhere. Not that it needs to. Wataru is just enjoying the companionship, and enjoying feeling like he can do something for Ryuu, too. What he misses about acting, the thrill of discovering himself, he can find here. They merely let things amble along. It's so ridiculous, he knows, that his heart is pounding and his head feels light and dizzy. He actually huffs a little laugh into the kiss before threading fingers up into Ryuu's soft brown hair.]
[ ryuu is there to capture that laugh against his parted lips, tilting right into the curling of fingers through his hair. he breathes a short sigh, gaze flickering. ]
Is something the matter...?
[ he hopes not, and it doesn't seem so, but ryuu thinks to check, even when they're sharing space like this. idly, his thumb draws over the arch of wataru's back, pleasant little back and forth motions that might not go anywhere either, but feel as nice to give as they do to receive, he's sure. he traces the divot of his spine a short way, thumb catching on wisps of his hair. ]
[He can't help another little giggle, nuzzling up against Ryuu's cheek. His fingers massage small circles against Ryuu's head. Peppering his cheek and the corners of his lips with kisses, Wataru practically exudes warmth. He's content. He's glad they're here. He wants more and more but he won't ask for it. Not yet.]
You're just... very good at kissing me, Dragon-san.
[ even while in the very act of it, return kisses measured out by a gentle rhythm, simple and sweet, he feels his face color at the compliment. he breathes a laugh, scalp all tingly with the motions of wataru's fingers. ryuu really loves that sensation, though he's managing to be shy about in spite of the little bit of boldness that lead them to this point.
but he enjoys it, getting used to this, having his affections met. wanted. ]
I'm glad you think so. I'm still pretty new at it...
Mm... so am I. Aside from stage kisses, of course.
[He laughs softly, his shoulders shaking delicately as he does so. His fingers trail down to the back of Ryuu's neck, stroking at his hairline.]
Isn't it nicer to kiss someone you like?
[A sigh.]
Oh, don't think me too bold for saying that! I usually decide whether I like people or not the very first time I meet them. It's a secret, just how much.
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I've interrupted your very important task, and for that I am truly sorry.
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but he's committed now. ]
You're fine, Wataru-kun. Spot me so it doesn't fall, okay? I don't want all your hard work to go to waste.
[ with that, ryuu kneels to get the thing lifted. ]
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Dutifully, he slides to the side, then to the back, ready to help him tip it up properly.]
You'll do wonderfully!
[And up the couch goes. Fortunately, Wataru put it together correctly, and it does not in fact fall apart when they get it righted.]
Can we put it to the left of the door?
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[ less surface area to drag across the floor when it's upended like this! with a little maneuvering, it doesn't take long to get into place, and ryuu rounds its side to tip it carefully back down, measuring as he goes. ]
Does that look right?
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With an elegant twirl he moves to the center of the room and looks at the placement. From there, if Ryuu looks around, he'll note that the living furnishings are pretty sparse, just the couch and a bookcase and a small side table and a lamp, no bed. He just... really liked this couch, and it's just him, so he's golden! He look truly delighted.]
Ahh, slowly it's all coming together. It looks perfect. Thank you, Dragon-san!
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[ it'd be remiss of him to comment on the otherwise emptiness. not everyone is like him, who tries to make a home around whatever space he happens to occupy. it lends a permanence to a situation not everyone likes, he knows. trailing his palm against the back of the couch, he rounds it with a smile, plopping down into a seat on the upright cushions with a low laugh. ]
It feels better this way too.
[ a tip of his head to the space next to him. ]
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This feels better still!
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You're right, it does.
[ reticence peeled away by the moon's influence, the pheromones and the way ryuu doesn't like to let anyone be lonely, it leaves him pliant to affection. ]
That wasn't your only idea, was it?
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No... I'll admit to having a motive, dear Dragon-san! I've lured you into my cozy little home, and you've taken up your place beside me... Now, what's left? For you to call me starlight again? Kind words from a kind heart? Perhaps... a kiss...?
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he chuckles, ducking his head. ]
It's like you're describing a dance! You're a little different from starlight right now... [ all precious moonlight white instead. ] - ah, but that's okay. If you're really sure you want me to...
[ with wataru's face turned up at him like that, it's not much to lean in just so, a tentative caress of skin where foreheads and noses touch.
it's still crazy to him, how people want to do this kind of thing with him despite him just being... himself. ]
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Ryuu's forehead contacts his, and Wataru tips his chin up until their noses brush, all in Ryuu's rhythm, playing against his motions like they really are dancing. He almost wonders if they shouldn't do just that.]
I'd thought to try to seduce you, Dragon-san... Maybe that was wrong of me.
[He tips his chin up more, lips faintly contacting Ryuu's, not a kiss, just a slight whisper of a touch.]
You just seem like the kind of person who needs to be pursued.
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at least that's how it feels. ]
Do I really seem like that?
[ next to wataru, he feels plain in every way, golden eyes and tails or no. ]
If I chased after you, I don't think I'd ever be able to catch up.
[ demure as he is, he's never been content with a whisper - so he tilts into the angle to capture his lips, shallow and soft. ]
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He's the type who cares too tenderly to let anyone so close in a carnal way, isn't he? That's what Wataru sees in him, in this gentle, sweet man. But he's also a giver, Wataru would wager, and the type to want to eagerly take care of others.
Wataru flutters his eyes closed at the touch of lips, making a soft, warm sound that seems to rise up with the heat coursing through him again. He'd decided to be chaste and gentle with Dragon-san, but now that their lips are connected, even just in this lightest of kisses, he has other ideas.
His hand comes to rest on Ryuu's chest, tracing idle circles as he ever so delicately works in tiny, fleeting kisses against Ryuu's lips.]
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or so his heart tells him, strong, deep thumps of it sounding beneath wataru's fingers.
that's how it feels still, lips giving a perfect quirk up into the kisses - two, three, four. ryuu would be content to lose count, he thinks, pushing the boundary of the gesture with that same softness. that single noise wataru made sticks in his ears as if it'd been louder than it actually was, and ryuu gives a gentle press of tongue against his lips in pursuit of it. ]
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Shifting, he turns more toward his companion, fingers splayed on his chest, over his heart. A whimper falls from his throat as he parts his lips, as he curves those fingers like he wants nothing more than to get closer.
It's still such a small, budding thing. His free hand moves up to caress Ryuu's jaw, coaxing more out of him. Asking politely.]
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he takes that sound in when prompted by the warm, silky touch moving across his jaw, continuing the kiss with a a deeper stroke of his tongue. ryuu is still measured and exploratory, like he's trying to keep his heart from going too wild too fast in his chest - he's still the one with the least experience, he's sure.
that doesn't stop him from leaning in and slipping an arm around his waist, ready to tug at any moment. the kiss breaks with a soft huff before it goes too far. ]
Not too much...?
[ is he great or terrible at being seduced, it is a mystery. ]
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Here, he just wants, like he's famished, like he'll waste away without affection. He returns the kiss, effectively following Ryuu's lead, not rushing things ahead. This feels warm and lovely, and he likes it. Just... that arm around him sends a jolt of more need through him, and he gasps softly against Ryuu's lips before diving back into the kiss and--
Ryuu breaks away. Wataru's eyes fly open, and he looks up at Ryuu with concern, like he's so afraid he's done something worth being rejected over.]
Please... I... more...?
[He can't even find his words, and his eyes are violet saucers, so worried he's done something wrong.]
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shoulders dropping some, he takes that simple command to heart. it's with a much gentler expression that he returns to what he was doing, obliging him with another brush of his nose to his cheek, another kiss. ]
...ah, okay.
[ it's okay is more what he meant, but his kisses can convey that, if he tries. if he tightens his arm a bit more, if he leans his weight into it just right. ]
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He turns his head and nuzzles in close, capturing Ryuu's lips in a slow, deliberate kiss that says, without words, stay.]
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but he reclaims that depth after a moment with a curl of his tongue. soon, his other arm joins the first in circling about his waist and then ryuu's shifting higher up on the couch to more comfortably face him. even resting his arms so low on the younger man's body, he can feel the locks and strands of his long hair tickle his skin.
he breathes out, around the kisses, in the shape of a smile. in spite of a lot of things and many more circumstances, he really does enjoy kissing. ]
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Their kiss is so gentle and sweet, their heads tilted ever so slightly, their tongues meeting and retreating, a little soft play that doesn't go anywhere. Not that it needs to. Wataru is just enjoying the companionship, and enjoying feeling like he can do something for Ryuu, too. What he misses about acting, the thrill of discovering himself, he can find here. They merely let things amble along. It's so ridiculous, he knows, that his heart is pounding and his head feels light and dizzy. He actually huffs a little laugh into the kiss before threading fingers up into Ryuu's soft brown hair.]
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Is something the matter...?
[ he hopes not, and it doesn't seem so, but ryuu thinks to check, even when they're sharing space like this. idly, his thumb draws over the arch of wataru's back, pleasant little back and forth motions that might not go anywhere either, but feel as nice to give as they do to receive, he's sure. he traces the divot of his spine a short way, thumb catching on wisps of his hair. ]
You're not uncomfortable, right?
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[He can't help another little giggle, nuzzling up against Ryuu's cheek. His fingers massage small circles against Ryuu's head. Peppering his cheek and the corners of his lips with kisses, Wataru practically exudes warmth. He's content. He's glad they're here. He wants more and more but he won't ask for it. Not yet.]
You're just... very good at kissing me, Dragon-san.
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but he enjoys it, getting used to this, having his affections met. wanted. ]
I'm glad you think so. I'm still pretty new at it...
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[He laughs softly, his shoulders shaking delicately as he does so. His fingers trail down to the back of Ryuu's neck, stroking at his hairline.]
Isn't it nicer to kiss someone you like?
[A sigh.]
Oh, don't think me too bold for saying that! I usually decide whether I like people or not the very first time I meet them. It's a secret, just how much.
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