[The wing rustles gently under the hand, warm and leathery. Soft surprisingly except for the hard places of bone. It stretches out a bit more for the hand, instinctually.]
I can go with you. I’ll wake up better if I walk around… And I can fly you over.
[The way he's suddenly aware of the fact he really is just out here in his underwear. The whole of his chest grows hot, and then the heat slips up his chest into his face.
His brows twitch with the strain of trying not to shudder, so he fidgets a bit instead.]
[This only makes the flush in his face worse. Cannot emphasize what it's like to have this body, but be hanging around a bunch of old men and an old woman for a long time.
Like. When you can do much about the fact you're very instinctively horny. Ryo has no business talking like that on top of being beautiful.]
He doesn't want to get up! He wants to go with Ryo to help, but the bed... so comfy... so warm... He grunts, letting Ryo tug him until he pulls himself up into a sit. He's up! He's up!]
I know... I can look around for something. We could probably share some things...
[Well.
He glances down at his chest. Maybe, like, baggier things or something.]
[RYO. Of course Ryo is fine if they aren't baggier.
Once Ryo is off the bed, he reluctantly swings his legs around so he can sit on the edge. The wings shift around behind him so they can't awkwardly jabbing into the bed or hanging in the way.
His eyes snap up, and he's very ???? at being asked this when, yes, Ryo has already touched him so many times since they ran into each other.]
...Yeah?
[He realizes he does not ask for clarification on touch, but... whatever. He has no obligations anymore which is something he'll have to navigate on his own.]
Sheeeeeesh. After Ryo just walks out, he leans on his hands behind him and drops his head back between his shoulders, exhaling raggedly. He really forgot how physically lustful interacting with Ryo here could be... He thought he got everything under control!
All the years he really had to practice behaving has gotten tossed out of the window so fast...
Ryo's voice startles him, and he scrambles up off the bed so he can shove himself back into his clothes. I'm still not explaining how he gets in the shirt again. He races out as he's pulling it down over his stomach.]
[Wow. Akira is really in for it. Jesus. Or... Satan.]
...I like every meat.
[Some things truly haven't changed at all, Ryo will be interested to find. He sits down near the door so he can put on his shoes, and JD sits beside him while he does it. When he's finished, he scoops JD up to cuddle as if he won't be coming right back here in a while. JD gets a playful smooch, then he sets the cat down again.
...Has to brush and slap the fur off himself as he wanders out after Ryo.]
[Ryo trying to fit himself into the malewife position when Akira always ends up doing everything malewife instead. Ryo is like the wife in our kdrama.......... Evil. Just sits back to be catered to while plotting....
He is right back to being the same brand of stupid, so he simply bends down and hefts Ryo up into his arms when Ryo comes over to him. RYO CAN FLY! But it's fine. He fans both of the wings out.]
[ it's true. we think he is going to stab and then something worse happens.
that's fine though. he is scooped up, and he will use one arm to wrap around akira's neck. he uses his other hand to take his phone out and start scrolling... akira might be able to see that he's searching for the closest grocery store if he peeks. ]
[Their domesticity arc begins now. Hopefully Ryo won't ever have to be violent again... unless some random demons here decide to hit on him, or something.
He gives Ryo time to scroll by pausing to concentrate on getting the wings to become a little bigger so the flying is easier. He also peeks a bit, yeah. He assumes Ryo will tell him where to go like before on the way, and he beats the wings downward to lift them off.]
A day or so ago. To figure my way around again.
[Sometimes you wander around pointlessly because you aren't sure if your old boyfriend is here or not, or if anything has changed in, like, eighty other worldly years.]
[ well. he is still violent but at the very least he is not trying to murder all humans anymore. if someone pisses him off though then akira would probably have to grab him and run but it's fine. sometimes you are extremely op and your personality is bad, which is a terrible combo.
but ryo nods at the answer, and then points at the direction to go. it's back to the city island, at least, so that part isn't hard. ]
[Still thinking about how Knives and Ryo would be best friends... OP, personality bad.
Holding Ryo against his chest, he turns in the direction of the city island even though he already assumed that might be the best place for a grocery run. He keeps looking ahead of them toward their destination.]
I know. I didn't know if you were even here, or if you wanted to see me, so... I didn't go out of my way to track you down, but... I did look for you wherever I ended up going.
[Surprisingly, he manages a weak partial smile. This... makes him feel better? That Ryo was with other people (even if two of them are questionable as hell).]
I'm glad you went. [And Ryo didn't leave JD either... Sweet.] I'm glad Scaramouche had someone... and also you had people, too.
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He scrubs at his eyes with a fisted hand gently, throat and chest rumbling. His voice sounds a little like gravel is in it.]
Mm-mm… I’m awake…
[Excuse him while he gives a wide yawn to throw the sleep off.]
M’hungry, though…
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[ he pulls his hand away.
although only to resettle it on one of akira's wings. ]
I can go get some.
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I can go with you. I’ll wake up better if I walk around… And I can fly you over.
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You'll have to put your clothes back on.
[ almost naked akira ]
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[The way he's suddenly aware of the fact he really is just out here in his underwear. The whole of his chest grows hot, and then the heat slips up his chest into his face.
His brows twitch with the strain of trying not to shudder, so he fidgets a bit instead.]
I'll... put them back on, yeah.
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[ HE JUST ADMITS TO THAT there is no point in pretending that his singular horny braincell isn't directed at akira ]
It just might be hard to get food like this.
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Like. When you can do much about the fact you're very instinctively horny. Ryo has no business talking like that on top of being beautiful.]
I wasn't gonna go out without clothes, Ryo...
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ryo will just move a little so he can grab onto akira's arm and tug at it. sit up, bitch. ]
Of course not. [ ... ] You'll have to get more clothes...
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He doesn't want to get up! He wants to go with Ryo to help, but the bed... so comfy... so warm... He grunts, letting Ryo tug him until he pulls himself up into a sit. He's up! He's up!]
I know... I can look around for something. We could probably share some things...
[Well.
He glances down at his chest. Maybe, like, baggier things or something.]
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We'll share until we can get more.
[ ryo is fine if it's not baggier.
he moves to get off the bed and stretches, still watching akira as he does so. there are a lot of things he wants to ask. ]
Are you fine with me touching you?
[ he asks after he touched akira so many times already in this thread ]
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Once Ryo is off the bed, he reluctantly swings his legs around so he can sit on the edge. The wings shift around behind him so they can't awkwardly jabbing into the bed or hanging in the way.
His eyes snap up, and he's very ???? at being asked this when, yes, Ryo has already touched him so many times since they ran into each other.]
...Yeah?
[He realizes he does not ask for clarification on touch, but... whatever. He has no obligations anymore which is something he'll have to navigate on his own.]
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from a distance, ryo calls out, ]
What kind of meat, Akira?
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Sheeeeeesh. After Ryo just walks out, he leans on his hands behind him and drops his head back between his shoulders, exhaling raggedly. He really forgot how physically lustful interacting with Ryo here could be... He thought he got everything under control!
All the years he really had to practice behaving has gotten tossed out of the window so fast...
Ryo's voice startles him, and he scrambles up off the bed so he can shove himself back into his clothes. I'm still not explaining how he gets in the shirt again. He races out as he's pulling it down over his stomach.]
Uh--beef! Chicken... Pork...
[He's just listing every meat.]
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You're just listing every meat.
[ he'll just say it.
but he's waiting at the front door, and when akira approaches ryo will just open it and walk outside. ]
I guess we'll just stock up. It'll be easier than having to do multiple trips since you do eat a lot...
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...I like every meat.
[Some things truly haven't changed at all, Ryo will be interested to find. He sits down near the door so he can put on his shoes, and JD sits beside him while he does it. When he's finished, he scoops JD up to cuddle as if he won't be coming right back here in a while. JD gets a playful smooch, then he sets the cat down again.
...Has to brush and slap the fur off himself as he wanders out after Ryo.]
Sorry...
[Apologizes for having a voracious appetite.]
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[ he does not particularly mind. the only difference is that he doesn't have jenny anymore to do these things for him so ryo has to handle it himself.
he could also probably fly on his own too, if he really wanted, but instead he'll just approach akira to be princess carried again. ]
Don't worry, I'll take care of it.
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He is right back to being the same brand of stupid, so he simply bends down and hefts Ryo up into his arms when Ryo comes over to him. RYO CAN FLY! But it's fine. He fans both of the wings out.]
I'll help you, Ryo.
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[ it's true. we think he is going to stab and then something worse happens.
that's fine though. he is scooped up, and he will use one arm to wrap around akira's neck. he uses his other hand to take his phone out and start scrolling... akira might be able to see that he's searching for the closest grocery store if he peeks. ]
... how recently did you arrive here, anyway?
[ days? hours?? ]
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He gives Ryo time to scroll by pausing to concentrate on getting the wings to become a little bigger so the flying is easier. He also peeks a bit, yeah. He assumes Ryo will tell him where to go like before on the way, and he beats the wings downward to lift them off.]
A day or so ago. To figure my way around again.
[Sometimes you wander around pointlessly because you aren't sure if your old boyfriend is here or not, or if anything has changed in, like, eighty other worldly years.]
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but ryo nods at the answer, and then points at the direction to go. it's back to the city island, at least, so that part isn't hard. ]
It's only by coincidence I was even there today.
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Holding Ryo against his chest, he turns in the direction of the city island even though he already assumed that might be the best place for a grocery run. He keeps looking ahead of them toward their destination.]
I know. I didn't know if you were even here, or if you wanted to see me, so... I didn't go out of my way to track you down, but... I did look for you wherever I ended up going.
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I did leave here for a bit. But I was always going to end up back in hell.
[ and he knew that if akira did ever show up here, that he would have been back by then unless akira somehow died really quickly in america. ]
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He glances momentarily at Ryo, seeming surprised.] Really, you left? [He doesn't sound judgemental at all.]
Where'd you go?
[Even if it makes him sad Ryo thinks he'd always end up back in hell. That's fair, but still.]
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[ scaramouche was the only person who felt genuine when he gave his offer, so. ryo took it. ]
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I'm glad you went. [And Ryo didn't leave JD either... Sweet.] I'm glad Scaramouche had someone... and also you had people, too.
...Even you thought some of them were annoying.
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