[ 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. ]
[ 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.
[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.]
[ ryuu is usually addled with worries both subtle and not, gentle thoughts always in the back of his mind, even with a heart so strong. a brave face is something he had to learn, but over time, that bravery in the face of what people were capable of and what they meant to him - it became the most honest thing about him. he worries, but his heart can take it. it's why eichi captivates him. the way his emotions soar and his words dance is enough to capture everything that speaks to his heart as he knows it, enough to inspire past doubt. but ryuu sees the effect of that too, from time to time. a waning of his smile, a darkness that runs in his gaze, something surely settled on an unclear future.
it's something he understands, more than he lets on. aiming far, but only having the ground he stands on in the moment. it suits someone plain like ryuu, but eichi... the people he loves most are like that. so brilliant that they pull those who look to them along behind them, but also the ones most in need of someone to defend their backs.
to him, it's something so small to offer when the happiness he sees as a result is so wonderful. so ryuu thinks it, really, not needing to say it to prove it as he keeps that hot, clear skin of his bared beneath eichi's lips and tongue, the admiring scrapes of his teeth that get his fingertips digging into those slender hips perched atop his own. forbidden as it's always been for him, it leaves a thrilling sensation in its wake, burning but cool, comfortably raw. eichi pulls back and ryuu's left breathless, throat thudding whenever he tries to swallow. his belly feels all coiled but the arch of his back is supple, up into that feverishly sweet spot between eichi's legs.
his stomach flutters at the dip of fingertips beneath his waistline, the touch so faint in comparison to the way he'd been moving on him before that ryuu almost feels dazed by it. he laughs, low, catching eichi's gaze fondly. there's much more than just a zipper to graze over; neither the heat or hardness growing beneath are inconsequential. ]
Are you teasing me...?
[ innocent enough, if not for the potent look in his eye - dark gold lightened by tenderness. ]
I'd say... I want to feel a lot more of you than this, so...
[ it's hot, too hot for these layers when radiant skin lies within reach. ryuu moves his touch up, beneath eichi's shirt, rucking the fabric with a soft touch. ]
[When he reacts so cute. Sometimes flustered, other times with such perfect charm, Eichi is completely won over by Ryuu. Just one word, a simple please, has a shiver running up his spine as he turns his hand, palming at him in reward. He meets those beautiful eyes with his own, and any desire to continue dragging this out crumbles away.
Eichi sucks in a breath as hands travel further up, his body burning beneath the touch of it. His own slender fingers flick the button of Ryuu's pants open and drag the zipper down, and he wastes no time in dipping his hand into his opened pants, finding the shape of his length and stroking over his underthings. A shaky breath plays out over Ryuu's neck, his own growing arousal aching with need. He's so close, he's going to enjoy this, he wants it now...]
You'll feel everything.
[His voice so soft it cracks from a whisper, he drags his fingers back up along the shape of Ryuu, and then past the waistband of his underwear, as well. Ugh, dealing with clothes is the most bothersome part, when he's so eager. Everything's in the way, but he doesn't want to pull away long enough to bother with getting it all off. Hmm. He wraps his fingers around him, running back down in a stroke and pressing his thumb against the tip just so, a soft noise sounding against Ryuu's neck.]
And so will I... Ah... [Ryuu has such a nice voice. He wants to hear more of it, he thinks, kissing harder at his neck now, a sting persisting long enough to make a mark. After another stroke, his hand breaks away to shove down more completely at Ryuu's clothes, wanting to tug them further off even if he's having a good time decorating his neck here. The most he does to stop that, at the moment, is mumble words against it.]
There's something... in my pocket. Could you grab it?
[He doesn't specify which pocket on purpose, since he'd only love Ryuu's wandering hands, but there sure is a small tube of lube in one of them. Thankfully he hasn't brought anything else to be confused by.]
[ just asking gets him more than he bargained for, that's for sure. but ryuu has no complaints as eichi's touches progress past all the layers of clothing until he's got him in hand - in fact, it's the opposite, shallower breaths and vocal gasps spilling from his parted lips instead. everything - that word spoken like a promise makes his pulse thunder in his ears. it's really happening... ]
I'm glad...
[ it sounds such a chaste thing to say given their position. ryuu can't sit still underneath touches like this, beautiful fingers stroking and exploring, coaxing him further and further along towards full hardness. he rocks his hips into the motions, finding a naturally sensual rhythm even if the strain of having both his length and eichi's hand crammed down his pants is almost too much. his face is completely flushed, but it's with something more kind than embarrassment this time as he shifts to try and help rake his clothes away. he's eager. ]
I'm glad I get to do this with you...
[ with a low hitch of a noise next to eichi's ear, lips just so against its contour and through the mussed strands of hair, he wriggles a little in place, restless and full of surface tension just waiting to spill over. it's a precursor to him sliding a bit more upright for leverage when he obeys, fingers dipping against his hips and backside through the material of his pants, slipping in and out of pockets in their search. ...he probably lingers a little too long in places, but eventually he finds what eichi sent him looking for.
tugging it loose, he holds it up between them, needing only a second of focus on the tube before his gaze flicks to eichi instead, brows drawn up ever so slightly.
there's something stainless in his eyes suggesting he doesn't know whether or not he should be surprised.
F...for the record, I wasn't expecting or planning this at all.
[It's the way Ryuu looks at him that has him falter for a brief moment. He's used to that sort of stare accompanying accusatory thoughts of plans and schemes, and yeah, usually that's true of him. But this time—] I started carrying it around to avoid any incidents.
[It's a surprising amount of insecurity that slips through in those words. He's an idol, after all, and Ryuu is one who's even more experienced. But he knows better than to let it completely overwhelm the mood. He hasn't lost this heat between them, his own arousal straining at his pants by now, and he's not about to let himself trip up anymore and distract from it. So he lets Ryuu slip out of his grip as he covers his lips once more, tongue searching out tongue.
His now-free hand undoes his own pants, a quick motion, but still one that accents the way he moves his hands, naturally showy. Gasping against him again, growing so excited that he can feel his body struggling against it, he nudges his nose against Ryuu's, breathing heavily.]
But... I'm glad, too.
[His heart is pounding in more ways than usual, he thinks, and it's dizzying. Ryuu is breathtaking in every way, and Eichi is here, touching him, being touched... Is it really fine? It's fine, right...?]
Ah, can I... [Maybe he should have asked first? Hold on, there's so much more he wants to do, he's overwhelmed, too—] That is to say, you'll stop me if I cross a line, won't you?
[He pulls back, a reluctant motion that he makes better by doing it so pointedly. One hand shoves up more at Ryuu's shirt, the other keeping himself steady as he trails kisses down over any bared skin. Chest, muscle, stomach, his hip... He hooks his fingers under Ryuu's pants again, though they're already plenty out of the way, and yanks down more, intending to work them off completely. He's more over Ryuu's legs now, using the back of the couch as support— ahh, it really is inconvenient when it's less spacious, but that's part of the appeal, right?
But here, he pulls his hands back to worry about his own lower half getting bare, leaving Ryuu's legs to do the rest of the work on that. His eyes drag over him, chest heaving as his body tries to keep up on getting enough oxygen. He craves this feeling. The dull ache, the white hot sensation that's half genuine struggle and half complete arousal. There's something appealing about struggling to undress over Ryuu without getting off the couch completely, too. His pants get dropped carelessly to the side, and his shirt is a little long, but he's not so concerned with it.]
There's so much that I want to do, after all... But I'd like to know if it's too much. It seems that I'm getting ahead of myself and taking complete control as usual.
[ what a cute reaction, actually... it's like his aura shifts in an instant. ryuu chuckles again, the dusky sound of it warring with his pulse for control of his chest, the way his lungs swell with barely any room for calmness in between. but somehow, it puts him at ease through the pangs of desire. he's comforted, knowing that eich is paying such attention to the boundaries they're crossing. well, the emotional ones. the physical ones are still quickly disappearing, the clothes winding up kicked off and replaced with the touch of skin on skin, with kisses and enough anticipation to feel utterly electric. in nothing but his shirt with his eyes alight and his skin all draped in a blush, ryuu's momentarily spellbound by eichi poised like that, and takes a moment to settle on a response that isn't just staring. ]
It's okay. [ uncomplicated, heartfelt. ryuu motions for eichi to come back up and be closer with him. ] I'll speak up, if I need to.
[ he trusts him, still. and he doesn't anticipate having to stop him, though his words settle like a calming veil anyway. ryuu leans in to meet him halfway, nudging his nose against his cheek in a nuzzle before sweetly letting their lips meet again. his mouth already feels used to the warm slip of tongue and mingling breath but it still makes his heart race. one hand, his free one, rises to steady on eichi's neck, broad palm spanning it so he can drag his thumb along his delicate jawline and cradle the back of his neck with curled fingers. ]
Here I was, thinking I was depending on you too much for all of this!
[ a puff of sigh against his lips, like ryuu would breathe his laughter into him if he could, if it'd lighten his worries. he shifts back again, relying on that magnetism to show just how much the brushes of bare knees against his legs gets to him now that he's fully hard. idly, he thumbs the cap of the little tube in his other hand. ]
So instead, I should probably start asking what I can do for you, right...?
[ his palm moves, sliding down the column of his neck and onto his chest where he feels the aching thump of his heart. ]
[It's okay. Such simple words can ease over his body like a blanket on a cold day, and he breathes out the tension he didn't realize was etched into his shoulders. Straddling Ryuu again, now with only shirts in the way for both of them, he leans immediately into that kiss, wanting to be swallowed by it. Every bit of Ryuu's body language speaks to him, and his own body answers. Shuddering breaths, leans into touches, tilts of his head and the run of his own hand up Ryuu's side, eyes sliding closed as he kisses him again.
It's overwhelming, how much he likes this. How much he likes Ryuu. He's not quite sure how to express it, since something as simple as "I like you a lot" would be too much of a struggle for Eichi to just say out of nowhere. He has to rely on actions, on his convoluted methods and flowery words, on the body language he's giving him now. He hopes it makes it across... that he treasures their meeting, and the slow draw towards each other that ended in this. Without the influence of the moons. Completely natural.]
Touch me.
[The words fall out near immediately, after that, and he moves one of his hands back to cover Ryuu's over his heart. Carefully, he slots his fingers into the spaces in between, curling into a squeeze. A hold.]
Without holding back... I want to feel every inch of you. [He drags their hands down together just a few inches, and a roll of his hips accents that inch too pointedly, leaving him gasping softly against the corner of Ryuu's mouth.] Like a dance, wrap this feeling around yourself and give in entirely, without missing a step.
[He lets his hold on Ryuu's hand slip away and down his arm, grazing over his wrist and down the rest of the way before he presses it back to that muscular body. From there, he draws it back up, pressing harder over his skin, dragging along it like a stretch.]
I want you. [It feels like he's been wanting this forever. How long has it been...? Over Ryuu's heart now, his dull fingernails dig in with a press and curl of his fingers, and he holds back from the next search for friction he wants. At the next kiss, he sucks at Ryuu's bottom lip more pointedly, teeth barely grazing it. This heat is molten, isn't it, overflowing like this... Slow but magnificent, ready to burst...
He's seriously aching for this, and with permission, he's only going to get bossier as they go.]
You want to feel me, don't you? So show me that thoroughly, Ryuu-kun. Let's increase this tempo a little more... ♪ [He's lame]
[ ryuu's sentimental at heart. he always believed an intimacy between two people like this could be beautiful, but he'd never really envisioned himself as being part of it with where he currently stands: someone who's very image had been crafted to market it, to sell it. but eichi hadn't met him like that. there's nothing obscuring his heart, no two loves - for being himself and being an idol - at war for him to be vigilant of. no wild and sexy, no most desirable embrace, no shadow cast by a glorious, insurmountable light that ryuu fights for every single day. in the moment, there's only this, and someone accepting him for it.
and it's lucky ryuu is also lame at heart. his own flips at the words so bare and honest, and it's just what he needs to gather all the courage of that beat built up so wonderfully in his body. he knows that there's need flowing through his veins and heating them in all the right spots, that neither of them intended to draw it out much farther... but he can't help but tuck the bottle he'd fished from eichi's pocket aside for a few seconds.
those kisses dragging at his mouth leaves just as much of an impression as I want you does, and ryuu swears there's a flash on the backs of his eyelids when he closes them to lean into it. he presses that heart of his right into eichi's palm, rhythm written into his pulse. ]
I did say that, didn't I? [ ryuu's never been good with the complicated things, but that's why he's become especially clear of heart, of understanding certain things intrinsically. his return kisses have focus, deep enough to ache but fleeting enough to lure. his attentions are drifting elsewhere, language like that enough to keep him keyed up, to have him following. ] I meant it, you know? You're beautiful.
If you weren't - ah...! [ a sharp inhale through perfect teeth at the rocking and grinding in his lap, the shallow juncture of how they fit dizzying. he has to bite back a moan to continue. ] ...doing that so well, I'd think it really was a dream...
[ not something ephemeral, but something so vivid and amazing in its reality that it's taking his breath away. much more comfortable with nakedness than he might let on, ryuu's hands skirt down eichi's sides and then back up again, the pressure strong but gentle as he gets up underneath the hem of eichi's shirt and tugs, urging him to slough it off.
in its wake, he ducks away from his mouth to explore, trailing kisses down the pale column of his neck while he returns his hands to his waist to keep him anchored and let the rock of his hips grow stronger. ]
If I kept going like this [ light and wondering, kisses littering skin, open mouthed to speak richly against it ] I could touch all of you.
[ he won't last. neither will eichi, he's sure. but it's a pleasant thought. ]
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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. ]
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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.]
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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. ]
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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.]
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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? ]
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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.
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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. ]
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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.]
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[ 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. ]
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[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?
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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.
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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.]
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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... ]
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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.]
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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. ]
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[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.
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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. ]
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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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it's something he understands, more than he lets on. aiming far, but only having the ground he stands on in the moment. it suits someone plain like ryuu, but eichi... the people he loves most are like that. so brilliant that they pull those who look to them along behind them, but also the ones most in need of someone to defend their backs.
to him, it's something so small to offer when the happiness he sees as a result is so wonderful. so ryuu thinks it, really, not needing to say it to prove it as he keeps that hot, clear skin of his bared beneath eichi's lips and tongue, the admiring scrapes of his teeth that get his fingertips digging into those slender hips perched atop his own. forbidden as it's always been for him, it leaves a thrilling sensation in its wake, burning but cool, comfortably raw. eichi pulls back and ryuu's left breathless, throat thudding whenever he tries to swallow. his belly feels all coiled but the arch of his back is supple, up into that feverishly sweet spot between eichi's legs.
his stomach flutters at the dip of fingertips beneath his waistline, the touch so faint in comparison to the way he'd been moving on him before that ryuu almost feels dazed by it. he laughs, low, catching eichi's gaze fondly. there's much more than just a zipper to graze over; neither the heat or hardness growing beneath are inconsequential. ]
Are you teasing me...?
[ innocent enough, if not for the potent look in his eye - dark gold lightened by tenderness. ]
I'd say... I want to feel a lot more of you than this, so...
[ it's hot, too hot for these layers when radiant skin lies within reach. ryuu moves his touch up, beneath eichi's shirt, rucking the fabric with a soft touch. ]
Please.
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[When he reacts so cute. Sometimes flustered, other times with such perfect charm, Eichi is completely won over by Ryuu. Just one word, a simple please, has a shiver running up his spine as he turns his hand, palming at him in reward. He meets those beautiful eyes with his own, and any desire to continue dragging this out crumbles away.
Eichi sucks in a breath as hands travel further up, his body burning beneath the touch of it. His own slender fingers flick the button of Ryuu's pants open and drag the zipper down, and he wastes no time in dipping his hand into his opened pants, finding the shape of his length and stroking over his underthings. A shaky breath plays out over Ryuu's neck, his own growing arousal aching with need. He's so close, he's going to enjoy this, he wants it now...]
You'll feel everything.
[His voice so soft it cracks from a whisper, he drags his fingers back up along the shape of Ryuu, and then past the waistband of his underwear, as well. Ugh, dealing with clothes is the most bothersome part, when he's so eager. Everything's in the way, but he doesn't want to pull away long enough to bother with getting it all off. Hmm. He wraps his fingers around him, running back down in a stroke and pressing his thumb against the tip just so, a soft noise sounding against Ryuu's neck.]
And so will I... Ah... [Ryuu has such a nice voice. He wants to hear more of it, he thinks, kissing harder at his neck now, a sting persisting long enough to make a mark. After another stroke, his hand breaks away to shove down more completely at Ryuu's clothes, wanting to tug them further off even if he's having a good time decorating his neck here. The most he does to stop that, at the moment, is mumble words against it.]
There's something... in my pocket. Could you grab it?
[He doesn't specify which pocket on purpose, since he'd only love Ryuu's wandering hands, but there sure is a small tube of lube in one of them. Thankfully he hasn't brought anything else to be confused by.]
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I'm glad...
[ it sounds such a chaste thing to say given their position. ryuu can't sit still underneath touches like this, beautiful fingers stroking and exploring, coaxing him further and further along towards full hardness. he rocks his hips into the motions, finding a naturally sensual rhythm even if the strain of having both his length and eichi's hand crammed down his pants is almost too much. his face is completely flushed, but it's with something more kind than embarrassment this time as he shifts to try and help rake his clothes away. he's eager. ]
I'm glad I get to do this with you...
[ with a low hitch of a noise next to eichi's ear, lips just so against its contour and through the mussed strands of hair, he wriggles a little in place, restless and full of surface tension just waiting to spill over. it's a precursor to him sliding a bit more upright for leverage when he obeys, fingers dipping against his hips and backside through the material of his pants, slipping in and out of pockets in their search. ...he probably lingers a little too long in places, but eventually he finds what eichi sent him looking for.
tugging it loose, he holds it up between them, needing only a second of focus on the tube before his gaze flicks to eichi instead, brows drawn up ever so slightly.
there's something stainless in his eyes suggesting he doesn't know whether or not he should be surprised.
...he's not going back on what he said though. ]
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[It's the way Ryuu looks at him that has him falter for a brief moment. He's used to that sort of stare accompanying accusatory thoughts of plans and schemes, and yeah, usually that's true of him. But this time—] I started carrying it around to avoid any incidents.
[It's a surprising amount of insecurity that slips through in those words. He's an idol, after all, and Ryuu is one who's even more experienced. But he knows better than to let it completely overwhelm the mood. He hasn't lost this heat between them, his own arousal straining at his pants by now, and he's not about to let himself trip up anymore and distract from it. So he lets Ryuu slip out of his grip as he covers his lips once more, tongue searching out tongue.
His now-free hand undoes his own pants, a quick motion, but still one that accents the way he moves his hands, naturally showy. Gasping against him again, growing so excited that he can feel his body struggling against it, he nudges his nose against Ryuu's, breathing heavily.]
But... I'm glad, too.
[His heart is pounding in more ways than usual, he thinks, and it's dizzying. Ryuu is breathtaking in every way, and Eichi is here, touching him, being touched... Is it really fine? It's fine, right...?]
Ah, can I... [Maybe he should have asked first? Hold on, there's so much more he wants to do, he's overwhelmed, too—] That is to say, you'll stop me if I cross a line, won't you?
[He pulls back, a reluctant motion that he makes better by doing it so pointedly. One hand shoves up more at Ryuu's shirt, the other keeping himself steady as he trails kisses down over any bared skin. Chest, muscle, stomach, his hip... He hooks his fingers under Ryuu's pants again, though they're already plenty out of the way, and yanks down more, intending to work them off completely. He's more over Ryuu's legs now, using the back of the couch as support— ahh, it really is inconvenient when it's less spacious, but that's part of the appeal, right?
But here, he pulls his hands back to worry about his own lower half getting bare, leaving Ryuu's legs to do the rest of the work on that. His eyes drag over him, chest heaving as his body tries to keep up on getting enough oxygen. He craves this feeling. The dull ache, the white hot sensation that's half genuine struggle and half complete arousal. There's something appealing about struggling to undress over Ryuu without getting off the couch completely, too. His pants get dropped carelessly to the side, and his shirt is a little long, but he's not so concerned with it.]
There's so much that I want to do, after all... But I'd like to know if it's too much. It seems that I'm getting ahead of myself and taking complete control as usual.
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It's okay. [ uncomplicated, heartfelt. ryuu motions for eichi to come back up and be closer with him. ] I'll speak up, if I need to.
[ he trusts him, still. and he doesn't anticipate having to stop him, though his words settle like a calming veil anyway. ryuu leans in to meet him halfway, nudging his nose against his cheek in a nuzzle before sweetly letting their lips meet again. his mouth already feels used to the warm slip of tongue and mingling breath but it still makes his heart race. one hand, his free one, rises to steady on eichi's neck, broad palm spanning it so he can drag his thumb along his delicate jawline and cradle the back of his neck with curled fingers. ]
Here I was, thinking I was depending on you too much for all of this!
[ a puff of sigh against his lips, like ryuu would breathe his laughter into him if he could, if it'd lighten his worries. he shifts back again, relying on that magnetism to show just how much the brushes of bare knees against his legs gets to him now that he's fully hard. idly, he thumbs the cap of the little tube in his other hand. ]
So instead, I should probably start asking what I can do for you, right...?
[ his palm moves, sliding down the column of his neck and onto his chest where he feels the aching thump of his heart. ]
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It's overwhelming, how much he likes this. How much he likes Ryuu. He's not quite sure how to express it, since something as simple as "I like you a lot" would be too much of a struggle for Eichi to just say out of nowhere. He has to rely on actions, on his convoluted methods and flowery words, on the body language he's giving him now. He hopes it makes it across... that he treasures their meeting, and the slow draw towards each other that ended in this. Without the influence of the moons. Completely natural.]
Touch me.
[The words fall out near immediately, after that, and he moves one of his hands back to cover Ryuu's over his heart. Carefully, he slots his fingers into the spaces in between, curling into a squeeze. A hold.]
Without holding back... I want to feel every inch of you. [He drags their hands down together just a few inches, and a roll of his hips accents that inch too pointedly, leaving him gasping softly against the corner of Ryuu's mouth.] Like a dance, wrap this feeling around yourself and give in entirely, without missing a step.
[He lets his hold on Ryuu's hand slip away and down his arm, grazing over his wrist and down the rest of the way before he presses it back to that muscular body. From there, he draws it back up, pressing harder over his skin, dragging along it like a stretch.]
I want you. [It feels like he's been wanting this forever. How long has it been...? Over Ryuu's heart now, his dull fingernails dig in with a press and curl of his fingers, and he holds back from the next search for friction he wants. At the next kiss, he sucks at Ryuu's bottom lip more pointedly, teeth barely grazing it. This heat is molten, isn't it, overflowing like this... Slow but magnificent, ready to burst...
He's seriously aching for this, and with permission, he's only going to get bossier as they go.]
You want to feel me, don't you? So show me that thoroughly, Ryuu-kun. Let's increase this tempo a little more... ♪ [He's lame]
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and it's lucky ryuu is also lame at heart. his own flips at the words so bare and honest, and it's just what he needs to gather all the courage of that beat built up so wonderfully in his body. he knows that there's need flowing through his veins and heating them in all the right spots, that neither of them intended to draw it out much farther... but he can't help but tuck the bottle he'd fished from eichi's pocket aside for a few seconds.
those kisses dragging at his mouth leaves just as much of an impression as I want you does, and ryuu swears there's a flash on the backs of his eyelids when he closes them to lean into it. he presses that heart of his right into eichi's palm, rhythm written into his pulse. ]
I did say that, didn't I? [ ryuu's never been good with the complicated things, but that's why he's become especially clear of heart, of understanding certain things intrinsically. his return kisses have focus, deep enough to ache but fleeting enough to lure. his attentions are drifting elsewhere, language like that enough to keep him keyed up, to have him following. ] I meant it, you know? You're beautiful.
If you weren't - ah...! [ a sharp inhale through perfect teeth at the rocking and grinding in his lap, the shallow juncture of how they fit dizzying. he has to bite back a moan to continue. ] ...doing that so well, I'd think it really was a dream...
[ not something ephemeral, but something so vivid and amazing in its reality that it's taking his breath away. much more comfortable with nakedness than he might let on, ryuu's hands skirt down eichi's sides and then back up again, the pressure strong but gentle as he gets up underneath the hem of eichi's shirt and tugs, urging him to slough it off.
in its wake, he ducks away from his mouth to explore, trailing kisses down the pale column of his neck while he returns his hands to his waist to keep him anchored and let the rock of his hips grow stronger. ]
If I kept going like this [ light and wondering, kisses littering skin, open mouthed to speak richly against it ] I could touch all of you.
[ he won't last. neither will eichi, he's sure. but it's a pleasant thought. ]
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