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Hehe... [More giggle than anything else, and still pressed into Ryuu, he's... happy. So happy he doesn't know what to do about it.]

Thank you.

[Like this, it's easy to drift off again even with the pounding in his chest. He really was tired. Exhausted... He knew he had needed to stop like this, but it felt impossible to find the time, and even when he did, lonely thoughts threatened to swallow him up. But here, it's like an escape.

At least until he's rested more than enough, and the excitement of being in this position wakes him again. He doesn't want to give it up, though, so he barely moves at all, just lifting his head the slightest bit to try and peek at Ryuu's face and see if he's awake.]

[ he might not sleep as soundly as eichi does, but ryuu is content to lay next to him and let his thoughts fade in and out. it's such a peaceful rhythm that it's fine, whether he's quietly awake or pulled back into dozing. he's used to such precise, busy days that this feels indulgent, letting time pass as it does without a care. maybe it won't happen like this everyday, but just this once is enough to make it feel special.

fondness tugs his thoughts this way and that, like calm waves in a harbor, until he feels the shift up beneath his chin. ryuu moves his hold, knuckles drawing across eichi's back. ]

Good morning.

[ a huff. it must be well into the day, by now. he lifts his chin and untucks his face from eichi's hair, laying it back down lower so he can look him in the eye. ]

How was your nap?

[ see, he has good ideas. ]

[ H... he’s awake!! He really just stayed like that for him while he napped... Eichi’s face goes faintly pink, and feeling like he has nowhere to hide it, he doesn’t know what to do. ]

It was nice... [ A pause, and he moves the hand that’s between them to his own head. Good lord, he thought he could adjust to Ryuu being so charming, but he’s really struggling. Is this normal?? ]

I’m feeling a bit lightheaded, though. [ For reasons. He’s going to die. ] I hope it wasn’t uncomfortable for you?

[ it's not normal.

then again, ryuu can't be blamed for not wanting to move when something so precious was taking place in his arms, can he? and not like he was really awake the whole time! ]

I've been comfortable. I think I fell back asleep for a while too...

[ his heart and breathing have certainly slowed down. ]

Ah, good.

[So he was able to get more sleep, too. A lazy afternoon for the both of them, huh? And he's fine with that? Just his company, and the silence? Eichi can't help but smile, the silence stretching out as that warmth stays like a glow. His hand moves away from his own head and to Ryuu's face, instead, brushing some of his hair away from it so he can properly admire him. It's really hard to resist, when it feels like there's a pull in the air itself. His other hand smooths lower on Ryuu's back, and for the moment, he's just quiet, lost in thought.]

[ it's amazing, how such a light touch can reach so deep. his eyes flicker shut with a sigh and he leans into it. a slight, wakeful stretch of his back beneath eichi's roaming fingers has the angle of his arm readjusting around his waist, one long leg drawing upwards slightly to rub calves, the tiniest spark of motion. he hums, low and reverberating. ]

Your hands are really warm now.

[ not that he would have pulled away even if they weren't. ]

What are you thinking about?

It's all thanks to you.

[These warm hands. This nice feeling, too, that exists between them and he's sure must be mutual. There's no way it can't be, right? Right?

Even if his heart dances nervously, there's a comfort in Ryuu's presence that always makes him relax into it moments later. Confidence returns to him, even if it's half feigned, and it's a giddy sort of feeling that makes it impossible to stop smiling. Their legs brushing, Ryuu stretching and leaning at his touch— he wants more of that. He's someone who's always growing bored and doing things to combat that, but he's sure he'd never grow bored of this.]

Hmm... [Still, he draws out a thoughtful hum at the question, eyes sparkling with something mischievous as his fingers trail down the side of Ryuu's face.]

That's a secret. ♪

[ ryuu's expression smooths in surprise first, then falls as if he wasn't expecting to be spurned. it's only partly, though - there's a playfulness still in his demeanor. he may react to things genuinely, but no one said he didn't also have a defiant streak. ]

That's not very fair!

[ his laugh is quiet, more breath than anything. a pause falls over him, a brief, wondering thing that gives way to ryuu tightening his arms, seeking that flush in the end.

eichi can probably feel it now in his face, the burn settling on his cheeks beneath his fingers. ]

Then, can I tell you what I'm thinking instead?

[ it's rare for him to feel this confident, even as private as the moment is. tilting his face aside, his lips find the delicate heel of eichi's palm, a sweet touch. ]

[He holds his breath through the moment, his whole body warming at the sweet gesture. It's what he was hoping for, of course, and what he never expected he'd get. It's laughable, and there's no way Eichi would say it aloud, but this is like a fairy tale, isn't it? These sweet, tender moments between two people from the moment they meet... he thought they were only for tall tales.]

It seems like we were thinking the same thing, after all.

[He smiles a little more, eyes dropping to Ryuu's lips while he draws his fingers back along his face again, slipping into his hair. His face moves with it, closing what little distance they have.]

Though, I think you missed?

[He breathes a laugh of his own, just before he presses their lips together sweetly.]

[ it finally tips in that moment, all the heated sincerity pooled atop his heartbeat. ryuu eases into the gesture by capturing his lips like he wants to inhale the sound of his laugh and taste his smile. already, it's different than the first or even the second time, like he'd just been... waiting, to do this again, when it seemed like it would be right. he's fallen into it so deeply and quickly, but he's never been someone for half measures, when he really wants his colors to show.

ryuu's trying to subdue his breath but it's so hard when his heart's beating so fast, through the sleep haze and the meandering words and touches that made him sure he wanted to do this again. it's enough to make his chest ache pleasantly, like it's full. that's what measures him, keeping the touch of his lips exploratory.

he's still not pulling away entirely, even to speak, instead pressing the words between shallow kisses. ]

Sorry, I won't miss again.

[ it's for certain, now. he really likes this sensation. ]

[His breath is stolen away by the immediate way Ryuu moves into the kiss, and his heart does a flip at the words that follow. How perfect. Moments like this are written about, sung about, shown in movies and plays and everywhere except real life— at least, that's what Eichi thought. But there's this spark, a flame that Eichi had been trying to cradle and protect in his hands, that's growing steadily and beautifully. A connection beyond words, or... something like that?

He laughs again between the kisses, a happy, clearly relieved sound that buries itself against Ryuu's mouth. Eichi's response is different, too. He's eager, all of that excitement finally able to move out and meet Ryuu halfway, and it's clear in the way he kisses to taste. His hand moves further along Ryuu's back, and into his hair, and he can't help the grin that crosses his lips between. This is all so genuine. It's playful, and light, but it's so warm too, hot— He's going to treasure this.

Swiping his thumb over the part of skin near Ryuu's ear, he deepens the next kiss a little further with a hum, his body nudging closer. Hopefully Ryuu will keep them from rolling off the couch, because Eichi doesn't care too much about that, right now.]

[ ryuu takes up a good bulk of the space on the couch even laying on his side, but with the way his arms curve around eichi's slender frame, he's not in any danger of taking a topple that'd interrupt this moment. it's more like he's steadily pressing all the remaining spaces between them out. he's inviting the closeness eichi is after by nudging further into him, embracing it - his heartbeat thumping against a chest other than his own is so stunning that he wants to keep experiencing it like this, just a little more.

so he accepts the kisses as they grow deeper and longer, lips parting to give eichi's mouth a sweet stroke with his tongue. the shape of his smile shines through the motion, enjoying all the other little touches... the fingers in his hair, the warm caress of breath across his face in between kisses.

it's enough to want to fully sink into it but also like there's more to chase every time eichi's fingers brush across a new spot on him. a pleased noise hitches in the back of his throat, broad palms skirting up his back and massaging into muscle, keeping that newfound warmth stoked. he wants to be able to do that too. it can't be only him feeling this good, can it? ]

[ How much longer can they do this? How much can he push it further? Questions like these aren’t adding any unnecessary anxiety, this time, but a playful excitement that has him wanting to indulge. To enjoy the warmth of lips and tongues and wandering hands without a fear of a potential misstep ruining anything. He feels so alive, so human, and he lets his knee draw a little further up between Ryuu’s legs, gasping softly as warmth spreads. ]

Napping wasn’t such a bad idea at all...

[ He mutters it against Ryuu’s lips, eyes opening just enough to meet his, to catch a glimpse of color before he’s shutting them again and kissing. Each time their lips part and rejoin, he inches it further, explores more. His fingers match, winding themselves more solidly in his hair, pushing up at the cloth of Ryuu’s shirt so he can swipe over skin at the small of his back with a laugh. Playfully, he whispers. ]

I’m feeling energized.

[ that tone of voice spilling across his lips makes ryuu shiver, no matter how hot the back of his neck suddenly feels. it's like his whole body is rippling from the friction alone. the feel of eichi's leg working up between his thighs is enough for him to arch into it with a gasp of his own, steadied by the presence of his touch on his back. it almost embarrasses him, how reactive he is.

but it feels too special to keep sharing space this way, and he chuckles breathlessly into the following kisses to recenter himself, leaning into the way his tongue coaxes deeper, all heat and contours. ryuu savors his taste before breaking it, gaze glittering. ]

I can tell! I'm not even the one who needed a nap, and I feel like I can't keep up with you at all, suddenly...

[ of course, he's just poking fun at himself considering how amazing he thinks eichi is. ryuu leans back in, brushing noses, lips trailing from the corner of his mouth to his cheek to stay grounded and not get too carried away just yet. ]

But I'm happy if I could help. I wonder if it's okay to say that I really like this?

[ of course, the rush of chroma is nice, but for ryuu, so is the closeness, however inexperienced. ]

[For a brief moment, Ryuu's joking comment about keeping up causes Eichi to worry, but the way he leans back in wipes that fear away. Quietly, he sucks in and holds a breath at the way their noses brush, and then the soft lips on his hot cheek. His hands still, just in case, and he takes the moment to catch his breath once he remembers to breathe, laughing sheepishly.]

I'd be worried if you didn't. I'm enjoying this quite a bit, though I'm not sure if I should be allowed to, and if I found you weren't, I'd be disappointed, you know? On top of that, people would quickly jump to say things like "That horrible guy took advantage of you!" and I'd hate that, you know, so...

[Ah, he's rambling, he thinks. He slips his hand from Ryuu's hair to the base of his neck, tracing a star there idly as he closes his eyes again. Breaths still shallow, but body still warm, he hums. His heart is really hammering, irregular beats and all.]

To be honest, I'm using every bit of self-restraint that I can manage, right now... Am I too much, even still?

[He's not really comfortable with how anxious he is saying that, but that's sort of exciting in another way, too. Right? Ryuu feels like the safe sort of person he can put his heart on the line with and ask things he's afraid to hear the answer to.]

- hah, it's like I thought. You're a really intense person...

[ not just in situations like this either, is what he means, like there's more to eichi's shape than this. just that impression of a soft fingertip tracing the nature of his thoughts on him is enough to make him smile. not only that, but it's as if his pulse is tracing on him too, angle for angle, across every space they touch. it's hard to even think straight, so it's lucky for ryuu the words are already in there, somewhere. ]

...but you're thinking about the effect you have on others all the while too, aren't you?

[ of course, thinking on it and acting on it are two different things, but it's enough to make ryuu comfortable through the heat that threatens to spill over. his lips, his legs, the entire length of his back... they're all aching, but not in a bad way. just a push, and it'll overflow. ]

So I'd defend you, if I ever heard anything like that. It's just my own insecurities making me have weak thoughts... knowing you said you're okay with me, but still wondering if I'll really be good enough... ahh, see, now I'm embarrassed, saying it out loud...!

[ a laugh like he can't believe himself. it's incredibly heartfelt, when he probably ought to just let his body continue to talk. he just overthinks, when it's something he can do of his own accord, when there's no rules or images to hold up on those shoulders of his.

all of it is new. ]

"Good enough"...?

[In the time Ryuu took speaking, Eichi has withdrawn his hands to cup his face, instead, thumbs swiping over Ryuu's cheeks as he presses their foreheads together lightly. His eyes are open now, and he's smiling so much that he's not sure he could stop if he tried. He'd defend him... Hearing that alone is enough to make his heart soar. Ah, he's so silly, being pleased over something like that.]

How many times should I kiss you to have those out of place worries properly vanish? I can't help but wonder something like that. My heart is racing, you know...? The last time we met, I was left thinking of you for days. Your radiance, your kind heart, the taste of your lips and that warm embrace of yours... I've been longing to fall right back into it all.

[Meanwhile, Eichi has no problem saying these embarrassing things, it seems. He's already feeling the embarrassment, but if Ryuu is embarrassed first, it makes it okay? He slides his hands back again, wrapping around Ryuu's shoulders and burying his face into his neck.]

If we're both wanting something but worrying about the other being disappointed, isn't the solution to reach out and grab it?

[ it really does make his heart want to burst, hearing things like that - that someone has been, is thinking of him that way. for a long moment ryuu is content to sink into the hug and listen as if the closeness of those words is being tattooed on him. he has to take a breath. it goes down and comes back up somewhat shaky, but that's just him not being very good at containing his emotions.

something equally as embarrassing would probably be apt, but he can't hide his laughter any better than he can his feelings, nosing against eichi's temple. ]

So that's why you kept my clothes.

[ inelegant, but honest and lighthearted enough to puncture any tension he was hanging onto. ryuu nods anyway, pulse ticked up in his veins. he can't imagine that'll it calm any, now. ]

But you're right. I've never let being nervous stop me before, when I felt it was important... so I think instead I feel better to tell you to not hold back.

[Does he have to call him out like that? Eichi laughs, half shocked that it came up so bluntly at all, but the feeling that comes from it is so freeing. Tension has vanished completely from the moment, with this understanding, and this permission, and he's warm for it, slipping back to get a look at Ryuu's face.]

Now it's my turn to be embarrassed...

[And his face is a bit pink, but he doesn't feel like he has to worry about that. He moves one of his hands back to Ryuu's cheek again, holding it tenderly as he leans in for another kiss. Sweet, deep and slow, lips lingering even as he's paused before he pulls back again, eyes focused.]

With your permission, then, I'll keep going just as I'd like to, so... [Drawing his hand down from Ryuu's face and over his neck, his collarbone, his shirt and chest and then lightly pushing, he smiles and leans forward once more, into him.]

If we're going to stay right here, then could you shift onto your back? [Or they can move. He doesn't sound picky.]

[ kisses like that are enough to make him go dizzy and blur his focus, but the touch that travels his body in its wake grounds him soon after. it's a weight he's well aware of - nothing that traps him, but one that makes him feel assured, like he knows where he's supposed to be in the moment. he's always appreciated it, when someone felt they could trust his heart enough to push on it like that. it's the definition of strength, to him.

eichi's request has him unwinding his arms carefully, disentangling limbs from the blanket and one another. there's a lightness coiling all the way from his throat to his stomach, making him smile to himself. ]

Okay. I trust you.

[ supporting himself on an elbow, face bright and hair tousled, he's mindful of both eichi and the space he has as he rolls onto his back, scooting down to be a little more flush with the cushions. something just piques in his gaze as he looks up, head canting. ]

Are you still comfortable here too?

[ ryuu's still mindful of his body, compared to his own... ]

[He trusts him. Saying that so plainly, so simply... it makes Eichi's chest throb something powerful, and he pushes himself up just enough to grab the back of the couch for support as Ryuu moves. The blanket was warm, but he doesn't pay any attention to how it slips or how Ryuu might move it aside, too focused on the larger man positioning himself beneath him. He looks happy... which is good. Eichi is happy, too.

Asking about his comfort, though, really gets a brighter smile. Carefully, he places a palm on part of the cushion near Ryuu's shoulder, his face leaning over him like he'd done much earlier, the first time he'd hesitated. Hair in his face, eyes half lowered, he laughs and it's mostly breath. He moves to straddle him easily, his other hand touching to his chest with careful fingertips first, and then smoothing his palm up a little further as he ducks down to kiss him.]

I'm incredibly comfortable. If that changes, I'll be sure to tell you, so there's no need to worry... okay?

[Ahh, he can't help it... He wants to kiss him more. It's distracting. It's incredible, right? He's sweet, and Eichi's weight settles back completely, so his first hand can be free as well. He makes use of this by immediately running it back through Ryuu's hair, as much as he can from this angle.]

I won't betray that trust of yours. [In any way, he means, including telling him if his body starts quitting on him now that he's said that.

Still feeling incredibly light, he kisses the corner of his mouth, another little giggle slipping out like he can't help it. He's so happy... he's really happy?! Is that lame. It might be lame.]

Ah, I'm a little worried that I'll wake up and this will have all been a dream... [Another kiss, back fully on his lips, and this time he doesn't let his thoughts fall out into words. At least not for now. He wants to pick up where they left off, to chase this warmth, this excitement, the way all of his insides seem to want to do flips and tighten and float away all at once.]

[ there it is again, that view that ryuu only needed a glimpse of before to be seized by it, even if it was soft, momentary. now it's really there, and his chest halts at the sight and the sensation. weight settling atop his hips, fingers carving back through his hair like they can reach right into his thoughts... soft blonde and striking blue honed down on him. eichi is really beautiful, and ryuu is all the more aware of it, now that he's getting to look at him like this. not even the growing headiness dulls how sharply ryuu feels it, like the heart-pounding impression of good luck.

naturally attuned to having a good balance, ryuu rolls his shoulders until he's comfortable enough to settle, one palm coming to rest on eichi's thigh. his thumb brushes affectionately across the muscle there, pressing in meandering strokes and circles. it's still a little shy, but he's so focused on the rhythm of eichi's kisses again that he wants to pour his attention into them for the time being, to hit that same pace they achieved before.

his voice matches his touch as he hums deep in the well of his chest, really letting that warm sound echo this time, as if it's another way of touching him all on its own. it breaks over one of the more shallow kisses, over a breath in the shape of a smile. ]

Isn't that okay? [ his other hand rises, fingertips brushing over eichi's cheek, again softly pushing his bangs back behind his ear. ] For it to feel like a dream...

[ maybe it's just him, seeing as how dreams are something always within reach, things he just musters up the courage to take into his hands, gentle as they are.

a dream can be something he lives, rather than wakes up from. ]

So long as you don't disappear, then it's only wonderful.

[It's reality. It's dreams come to reality. He's constantly struggling with that idea, of dream versus reality, but he's learning more and more that it's okay to believe that they can become reality in a sense. That things like this are real, right here, right now. That it's possible for someone to enjoy his company simply because they do.

He lifts one of his hands to Ryuu's forearm, turning his face into the touch. He grazes his lips over the skin of Ryuu's wrist, leaving a warm and lingering kiss that has his heart hammering even more. Eichi's eyes flash back to Ryuu, sparkling with excitement as he runs his hand back down that strong arm, his breath hitching on every motion he draws. Those sounds he'd been left... They're incredible things, and he wants to draw out even more. Certainly, if there's anyone who understands the idea of being touched by a voice, it's Eichi.

This time, as he turns back to kiss him on the lips again, his hands draw back and then slip beneath Ryuu's shirt more boldly. He runs his palms up and over toned skin and muscles, touch to firm to be anything that's looking to tickle, but exploring for certain reactions all the same. Breathing in deeply, his hips shift back as if to give himself a better angle while leaning down, keeping contact as much as he can to tease a bit of friction into the mix.]

I'd like to make this last. [His breathy words are accented by the way he turns his head slightly, contemplating the angle of their lips, and his slender fingers swipe up over Ryuu's nipples with a laugh that isn't so innocent. The next kiss is shorter.]

Ahh, but the closer I get to you, the closer I want to be... ♪ [He kisses the corner of his mouth, and then his jaw, hips shifting back again, hands drawing lower, his fingernails dragging faintly over his chest. That hand on his thigh is nice, but he wants more, he always wants more. He wants to draw this out, but he's so impatient, too. Ahh, this is difficult...! He's still holding back quite a bit, just waiting for the right moment to let all of his feelings spill over in a physical rush.]

I'd like to inspire that sort of feeling in your heart, too.

[ all the touch pushes on his composure in a way he's never really felt before. it's more than just nervousness or elation or any number of other things that could get his heart racing like this, all beats and flutters - they're single notes in a much more intricate song and dance than that. but maybe that's why he feels like he can still move so freely, like this... that there's not really a limit to the closeness between their bodies, the closeness they can share.

knowing that, eichi's words seem all the more potent... ]

- ah...

[ his chin lifts and his eyes flicker shut, focus momentarily pulled from the kisses to inhale at the sensation of his hips grinding down on him. hands trailing down his body goes from something simple to something amazing, the feel of skin on skin much more prominent than the last time he felt eichi's hands on him. he's warm. he's so warm he's sure it'll burn, soon, and ryuu isn't frightened of it at all. the closer his body draws over his, the easier it is for ryuu's hands to slip along him and find his hips. his palms spread over the angles of bone and fine muscle, steadying him so he can try rolling his own hips up between his thighs, seeking that brilliant warmth, all the sparks from the friction.

sensitive as he is, he can approach that threshold without hesitation. ]

My heart? [ ryuu tilts his head while eichi is ducked against his jaw, giving a breathy nuzzle to his ear. it's an honest motion, inviting him to put his lips wherever he'd like. ] That feeling was already there... I'm sure.

[ it was already there, waiting for something to stoke it. ]

[One thing that stands out the most about his interactions with Ryuu isn't just his phrasing, but the meaning behind them. Though Eichi has been overcome with surprise at some of the things he's said, there's a warmth at the core of them that rings through to his own heart strings. Something firm, and so believable that any questions of "does he mean it?" that might echo worriedly in the back of his mind end up fading so easily. The longer he spends time with him, the more he realizes that. Ryuu isn't the sort of person who relies on flattery. He speaks so beautifully, so honestly.

Considering half of the reason for his loneliness right now, he wonders if it might be too dangerous to allow himself to move closer. But that's a worry quickly chased away, as well. Not just for selfishness of the moment, but for the desire to be proven wrong. The hope that this is something that can have some sort of happy end, rather than one of them being left behind, or interest turning into bitterness. Nothing like that. He curls his tongue against the sensitive skin exposed from the tilt of Ryuu's head, and as he kisses there, his teeth graze faintly over him in quiet asking. He'd hate to ruin any opportunities for Mister Gravure Model here, but he'd love to give him something to remember him by. He wonders if he can get away with it. Those playful nips pepper his next movements down, interrupted only by the soft gasp that escapes at Ryuu's returned roll of his hips.]

Really?

[Light and airy, he asks the question against Ryuu's neck, slender fingers dipping far enough down that they hook beneath the waistband of the older man's pants and wait there. He places his other hand flat over his chest, an easy way to support himself as he pulls back just enough to get a look at his expression. He sounds hopeful, and he flicks his tongue up at the corner of his own lips and swipes it across, like he's contemplating the taste left there.

Heat is building even at this tauntingly slow pace. His heart is pounding and he has to swallow a little harder thinking of all that he wants to do right now, all that he wants to feel, but he's maintaining it, rocking his hips down in a slow motion that has him gasping out more audibly, pressing the sound into the wetness he's left against hot skin.]

Your hands feel nice, you know. I said that I wanted to draw it out, but it's making me so hot that I feel a little impatient... [He aims his next kiss higher again, back at the jaw, and if Ryuu hasn't shied away too much from his nips, he experiments with one that has a little more sting in how he sucks at his skin, humming drawn out.

He shifts his hand to the side, fingers still delicately below his waistband until they reach the button of his pants. It means that he has to pull his hips back enough to leave an unfair amount of space, and he doesn't unhook, unbutton or unzip anything. His kisses have paused, too, since he's so focused on watching Ryuu as one slender finger slides contemplatively down the length of the zipper.]

What about you?

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