[Sometimes, you are bisexual. Pansexual? You really like your genderfluid soulmate.
A burst of bubbles pops out of his mouth in surprise when Ryo ducks into the water to nuzzle him. HE DIDN'T THINK RYO WOULD COME AFTER HIM. He's gonna run out of air. He sits suddenly up out of the water, bringing Ryo up with him in his arms. Okay, well, he can't drown now because Ryo was there with him, and he doesn't want Ryo to also drown. (Ryo would probably not drown at all.)
He blinks the water away from his eyes, peering at Ryo with his fluffy hair now plastered against his head and face. He just stares for the longest few seconds.
[ the funniest thing is that despite all of the flirting and ryo just flat out propositioning akira, he is still somehow surprised by the kiss. there is the tiniest gasp that is swallowed by his mouth. help.
well. sort of help. there's just a few seconds of him not doing anything as he makes an attempt to mentally process this before he kisses back, wrapping his arms around akira's shoulders.
ryo really was just going to go downstairs to the couch ]
[Clearly, Akira isn't the only stupid ho in this bathtub.
He is mostly timidly kissing Ryo, unsure and hesitate; he is trying to get all of it out of the way, but he still understands Ryo may be mad at him. Up until... Ryo decides to kiss him back, then he gets more confident in what he's trying to do. The plus side? Akira has become a way better kisser than he was years ago. Experience, baby.
His arms turn Ryo a little more to him, and he reaches up to push his fingers up the side of Ryo's neck, cradling Ryo's face. There's some hunger behind the kiss, and he kisses Ryo for a while. When he stops, he doesn't really move his head away at all.]
ryo very slowly opens his eyes, almost like he is double checking that akira is indeed there. he closes his eyes again, letting out a quiet sigh of content.
sometimes you wait a very long time to kiss a certain person that you weren't even sure you'd ever see again. ]
he probably should, maybe, but none of that is anywhere near as important as having akira this close to him. after so much loss, both the kind he gave to other people and what was inflicted upon himself, this is finally something that feels... good. peaceful. things that satan probably should not be granted but ryo wants it anyway. are angels always such selfish creatures? ]
He leans his forehead against Ryo’s, offering a small, undoubtedly wet, nuzzle.]
Then kiss me more. I want you to kiss me.
[This was half the problem a long time ago. On his own end. Being touched starved, craving affection. He should have just told Ryo that from the start. Not when it was too late.
[ there is something about akira just telling ryo to kiss him that, unfortunately, ryo finds very attractive. too attractive. he truly has like no sexual desire for anyone else so it just gets laser focused so hard on akira.
but the demand is really enough to make ryo kiss him again, almost a little greedily. his hand moves up so it can slip into akira's hair and tug at the strands in the way that ryo knows he likes.
they are going to get pruney at some point in here ]
[This thrills him way more than he should let it. He thinks he should feel guilty… but it’s been a while since everything with the twins and their friends. It really has been a while for him.
It isn’t as if he moved on immediately the next day.
Sure things are fast now that he is here with Ryo. And they’re sitting in the tub together, making out, but that’s okay…?
The pleasant hum he tries to let out turns into a startled moan when his hair is tugged. Right in Ryo’s mouth, but he at least pauses in the kiss to do it.
NOT THE HAIR. One thing isn’t gonna be pruny in here now.]
they should probably talk about it at some point. like, they are not going to talk about it right now, as they are in the middle of kissing, but at some point. maybe they should. when they are not naked in a bathtub on top of each other.
but not talking about these things is what screwed them over in the first place, so they should learn from their mistakes.
for now, though, ryo is just encouraged to tug at akira's hair more as he keeps kissing him. he opens one eye, idly, just to look... down... at something... before just continuing. it's fine. ]
[DON'T SAY IT WHEN RYO JUST LOOKS DOWN AT IT? Don't look down at all because he's just unfortunately horny, no way to lie about it. RYO IS NOT HELPING ANYTHING BY YANKING HIS HAIR.
The pull eases another groan up in his throat, but he tries hard to muffle it by continuing to kiss Ryo languidly. His hands already have started roaming, though they do hesitate at Ryo's side, curling gently into the skin.
[The permission puts the warmth back in his chest, and maybe it's a little hotter than before. He murmurs, pushing his hands up and down Ryo's sides, and then down more over the hips now that he's heard he can.
Possessively, his fingers curl into the pale skin, then smooth out, petting apologetically. Only to turn around and manhandle Ryo into sitting directly on his lap, facing him. He leans up to press his lips to the bottom of Ryo's neck, the highest he can reach for now. But that's fine.
Since he kisses down to the collar where he bites. Gently.]
also, the bite makes him jump just very slightly, but mostly there is a very weird soft feeling at it being gentle instead of the usual roughness they did before. he gives akira's hair another tug, appreciatively. his face feels hot but he will just assume it's because of the bath. ]
He rests his mouth, which has turned up into somewhat of a grin, against the place he bit, humming behind his lips at the pull in his hair.] Do you still make the same noises you used to make…? [He wants to bite again, but instead, he kisses across over the plane of Ryo’s chest to the other side.
Affectionately, gently, he bites the soft flesh between Ryo’s collar and neck. Then he kisses it too.]
the kissing is very soft though. the hair pulling turns into more of ryo just running his hands through it, massaging while occasionally giving it a light tug. his other hand moves to rest at akira's inner thigh, but it doesn't move any more than that. ]
[He tips his head back briefly into the hand passing through it.]
Yeah, I heard them. I liked hearing them. You—
[The hand on his thigh causes him to jolt slightly, and he gasps despite not wanting to sound so desperate. Heat pools into his face. He moves his own hands, like that’ll somehow coax Ryo into returning the favor, rubbing his thumbs over Ryo’s stomach.]
[ ah, that reaction makes him squeeze his thigh slightly. ryo lets out a hum of approval. he is... very clearly trying not to make any other noises, because right now he has decided to bully akira.
His hips buck slightly under the hand, and he moans in surprise. Alright… Alright! He doesn’t have nearly enough of the same reservations he had a long time ago.
Both hands yank Ryo up higher on his lap, but hold Ryo down so the slide is more like a grind. (This is terrible for him in the long run.)
This time when he puts his mouth on Ryo’s neck, he doesn’t kiss or bite, but he does suckle the skin between his lips and his teeth.
[ worst thing in the world: that feels very good. learning how to be horny was a very bad move, actually.
ryo actually lets go of akira's hair so he can quickly cover his own mouth in an attempt to cover a moan. it half works, coming out way more muffled than it would have. he's mad about this now. ]
[Well, he gets just enough of a noise to entice him. There isn’t any worry anymore about leaving behind the bruise he pulled to the top of the skin.
When he leans his head back, he lifts his eyes up through his lashes and gives Ryo a heated look. He reaches out of the water and grabs Ryo’s wrist, pulling the covering hand away.]
Turn around.
[His voice is so husky it’s almost a growl. He still has Ryo’s wrist trapped between his fingers, but the other hand moves against Ryo’s hip to try getting Ryo to sit the other way in his lap, back to front.]
[ he is still mad about the noise, and he is enough of an asshole normally to refuse the demand. however, he did promise akira that he'll do anything that he wants, so that alone is enough to get him to reposition himself as directed, settling into his new spot.
[For now, he lets Ryo’s wrist go… So he can snake both hands under Ryo’s arms and put them on the skin over Ryo’s ribs, skirting the surface of the water. He coaxes Ryo to lie back over his chest. All the way back, head on his shoulder.
He extends his legs out, but keeps the knees a little raised, using them both to open Ryo’s thighs slightly.
His hands slide up. He doesn’t say anything, but the tips of his fingers try to get the sounds out by brushing a few times over the nipples. And then, slowly, the hands begin their caressing trek down the side of Ryo’s body, under the water’s surface. He kisses Ryo on the shoulder a fee times, then gently bites the skin.]
[ horrible. he kind of wants to cover his mouth again, but he knows akira would probably grab it again and that feels like a loss, somehow. so he bites his lip, although it's not really enough to stop the moan that comes out.
he is really wondering what akira expected when he invited him in here
ryo isn't really sure what to do with his hands in this position, though, so he's just going to press them against akira's legs, digging into the skin a bit whenever something in particular feels good. ]
[Good. But just because he got one noise he wanted to hear doesn’t mean he’s now satisfied. He isn’t.
His heart is drumming against Ryo’s back again, but for an entirely different reason than before. Both hands push down toward Ryo’s hips, forward, then annoyingly plane out over Ryo’s thighs instead of the better place they should go.
By Ryo’s ear, he asks,] Did you think about me and practice, or did you just not do anything at all…? [The sexy talk will thankfully be a little better than it was last time too.
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A burst of bubbles pops out of his mouth in surprise when Ryo ducks into the water to nuzzle him. HE DIDN'T THINK RYO WOULD COME AFTER HIM. He's gonna run out of air. He sits suddenly up out of the water, bringing Ryo up with him in his arms. Okay, well, he can't drown now because Ryo was there with him, and he doesn't want Ryo to also drown. (Ryo would probably not drown at all.)
He blinks the water away from his eyes, peering at Ryo with his fluffy hair now plastered against his head and face. He just stares for the longest few seconds.
And then he just kisses Ryo without any warning.]
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well. sort of help. there's just a few seconds of him not doing anything as he makes an attempt to mentally process this before he kisses back, wrapping his arms around akira's shoulders.
ryo really was just going to go downstairs to the couch ]
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He is mostly timidly kissing Ryo, unsure and hesitate; he is trying to get all of it out of the way, but he still understands Ryo may be mad at him. Up until... Ryo decides to kiss him back, then he gets more confident in what he's trying to do. The plus side? Akira has become a way better kisser than he was years ago. Experience, baby.
His arms turn Ryo a little more to him, and he reaches up to push his fingers up the side of Ryo's neck, cradling Ryo's face. There's some hunger behind the kiss, and he kisses Ryo for a while. When he stops, he doesn't really move his head away at all.]
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ryo very slowly opens his eyes, almost like he is double checking that akira is indeed there. he closes his eyes again, letting out a quiet sigh of content.
sometimes you wait a very long time to kiss a certain person that you weren't even sure you'd ever see again. ]
Akira...
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He's not entirely sure what's amusing, maybe it's just the way he acted so boldly on top of what he did, on top of feeling happy too.]
Sorry, but I wanted to.
[He kisses Ryo again, but chastely, quick. He pulls Ryo against him like he might be able to make them into a single person.]
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[ it's not like he minds.
he probably should, maybe, but none of that is anywhere near as important as having akira this close to him. after so much loss, both the kind he gave to other people and what was inflicted upon himself, this is finally something that feels... good. peaceful. things that satan probably should not be granted but ryo wants it anyway. are angels always such selfish creatures? ]
I always want to kiss you.
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He leans his forehead against Ryo’s, offering a small, undoubtedly wet, nuzzle.]
Then kiss me more. I want you to kiss me.
[This was half the problem a long time ago. On his own end. Being touched starved, craving affection. He should have just told Ryo that from the start. Not when it was too late.
So, like, he is doing that now.]
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but the demand is really enough to make ryo kiss him again, almost a little greedily. his hand moves up so it can slip into akira's hair and tug at the strands in the way that ryo knows he likes.
they are going to get pruney at some point in here ]
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It isn’t as if he moved on immediately the next day.
Sure things are fast now that he is here with Ryo. And they’re sitting in the tub together, making out, but that’s okay…?
The pleasant hum he tries to let out turns into a startled moan when his hair is tugged. Right in Ryo’s mouth, but he at least pauses in the kiss to do it.
NOT THE HAIR. One thing isn’t gonna be pruny in here now.]
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they should probably talk about it at some point. like, they are not going to talk about it right now, as they are in the middle of kissing, but at some point. maybe they should. when they are not naked in a bathtub on top of each other.
but not talking about these things is what screwed them over in the first place, so they should learn from their mistakes.
for now, though, ryo is just encouraged to tug at akira's hair more as he keeps kissing him. he opens one eye, idly, just to look... down... at something... before just continuing. it's fine. ]
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The pull eases another groan up in his throat, but he tries hard to muffle it by continuing to kiss Ryo languidly. His hands already have started roaming, though they do hesitate at Ryo's side, curling gently into the skin.
He pulls back slightly to... look at Ryo.]
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I said you can do anything.
[ he shifts, leaning downward, so that he can press another kiss to akira's neck. ]
Go ahead, Akira.
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[The permission puts the warmth back in his chest, and maybe it's a little hotter than before. He murmurs, pushing his hands up and down Ryo's sides, and then down more over the hips now that he's heard he can.
Possessively, his fingers curl into the pale skin, then smooth out, petting apologetically. Only to turn around and manhandle Ryo into sitting directly on his lap, facing him. He leans up to press his lips to the bottom of Ryo's neck, the highest he can reach for now. But that's fine.
Since he kisses down to the collar where he bites. Gently.]
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also, the bite makes him jump just very slightly, but mostly there is a very weird soft feeling at it being gentle instead of the usual roughness they did before. he gives akira's hair another tug, appreciatively. his face feels hot but he will just assume it's because of the bath. ]
Do that again.
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He rests his mouth, which has turned up into somewhat of a grin, against the place he bit, humming behind his lips at the pull in his hair.] Do you still make the same noises you used to make…? [He wants to bite again, but instead, he kisses across over the plane of Ryo’s chest to the other side.
Affectionately, gently, he bites the soft flesh between Ryo’s collar and neck. Then he kisses it too.]
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[ ryo you fucking liar
the kissing is very soft though. the hair pulling turns into more of ryo just running his hands through it, massaging while occasionally giving it a light tug. his other hand moves to rest at akira's inner thigh, but it doesn't move any more than that. ]
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Yeah, I heard them. I liked hearing them. You—
[The hand on his thigh causes him to jolt slightly, and he gasps despite not wanting to sound so desperate. Heat pools into his face. He moves his own hands, like that’ll somehow coax Ryo into returning the favor, rubbing his thumbs over Ryo’s stomach.]
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try harder!!! ]
I don't remember that.
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His hips buck slightly under the hand, and he moans in surprise. Alright… Alright! He doesn’t have nearly enough of the same reservations he had a long time ago.
Both hands yank Ryo up higher on his lap, but hold Ryo down so the slide is more like a grind. (This is terrible for him in the long run.)
This time when he puts his mouth on Ryo’s neck, he doesn’t kiss or bite, but he does suckle the skin between his lips and his teeth.
Give him the noises and stop being rude!]
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ryo actually lets go of akira's hair so he can quickly cover his own mouth in an attempt to cover a moan. it half works, coming out way more muffled than it would have. he's mad about this now. ]
I still, ah... don't.
[ he will die on this hill ]
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When he leans his head back, he lifts his eyes up through his lashes and gives Ryo a heated look. He reaches out of the water and grabs Ryo’s wrist, pulling the covering hand away.]
Turn around.
[His voice is so husky it’s almost a growl. He still has Ryo’s wrist trapped between his fingers, but the other hand moves against Ryo’s hip to try getting Ryo to sit the other way in his lap, back to front.]
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but he will remember this™
ryo glances over his shoulder at him. ]
Hm?
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He extends his legs out, but keeps the knees a little raised, using them both to open Ryo’s thighs slightly.
His hands slide up. He doesn’t say anything, but the tips of his fingers try to get the sounds out by brushing a few times over the nipples. And then, slowly, the hands begin their caressing trek down the side of Ryo’s body, under the water’s surface. He kisses Ryo on the shoulder a fee times, then gently bites the skin.]
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he is really wondering what akira expected when he invited him in here
ryo isn't really sure what to do with his hands in this position, though, so he's just going to press them against akira's legs, digging into the skin a bit whenever something in particular feels good. ]
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His heart is drumming against Ryo’s back again, but for an entirely different reason than before. Both hands push down toward Ryo’s hips, forward, then annoyingly plane out over Ryo’s thighs instead of the better place they should go.
By Ryo’s ear, he asks,] Did you think about me and practice, or did you just not do anything at all…? [The sexy talk will thankfully be a little better than it was last time too.
Maybe.]
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