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[He'll take the opportunity to press himself up against Akira - he isn't the only one wanting closeness at the moment.

He'd confirmed with his eyes and ears that Akira was still here with him, but what's the harm in checking physically, too? Feeling that familiar body against his own, linked hands pulling him close as can be, like that would be enough to keep him near against any force that could seek to separate them.]

[ he still hasn’t got the hang of counting kisses. this could be one or ten, and deto would argue for more, make a case for a shortage of kisses. if he stopped now, he’d practically be depriving himself of a necessity

so he takes and in turn tries to make sure every fiber of his being radiates the devotion he feels, thoroughly showing yoshi how needed he is with every pass of his tongue, every low noise of pleasure. more important than anyone, than air ]

[The message is received loud and clear through each and every single sense, from touch to taste to sound to sight to scent. Akira may be trying to keep count, but Yoshi does no such thing, returning each kiss with a gentle enthusiasm as though making up for all the time he thought he may have lost when Oriade's bullets first struck. He did say it could be more than one; why, then, would either of them stop before they were satisfied?

Each kiss, each sound, each pant for breath between them is just more proof, proof that they're both alive and together and will stay exactly so. Even if it's something he struggles to believe in, the desire is there, to be able to believe, to learn how after so many years without.]

[ when they’ve made out for so long that he’s lightheaded from love, lust and lack of air, deto eases up to light mouthy nips. careful, lingering things that make sure yoshi’s lips remain pretty and swollen and pink

didn’t he say they weren’t going to make out? and that it was going to be one kiss? damn, he really needs to learn more self control even if yoshi tastes like cake in deto’s favorite flavor - always perfect for him

he shifts his hips against yoshi’s, tight rocks for the pleasure of it rather than any real desire for release. not here anyway, out in public, tucked into this open corner ]

… Nanase Yoshi, you taste too good.

[Once they break off, he settles back against the wall, licking his lips as though he could capture the lingering taste that way.]

A-ah... do I?

[He can't imagine tasting any better than Akira.]

I'm, uh... n-not sure I'm gonna make it to pizza and back.

[Those tight little rocks... he wants to be even closer, but nearly half the game is outside. There's no way they can do more, not right now.]

[ if they’re chasing each other’s taste, then that works out for them both, doesn’t it?

as it is, deto’s eyes track the tease of yoshi’s tongue and he leans in as though ready to follow it back inside the other boy’s mouth. just stopping short as the words penetrate his brain ]

Oh. Uh. [ brain rebooting. ] Change of plans then?

[It's very, very tempting, but...]

-You definitely need to eat first. You're the one who was hungry.

[Do not tell him he's more important than food right now!!]

[ he will not say that unless prompted but spoilers he definitely thinks it ]

I think… it’s my gear? [ it’s not like he’s skipping meals or anything so he really shouldn’t be feeling this famished ] If I take it off, I’ll probably be fine. But you definitely need rest though.

Still... you don't really have much other gear to swap to, do you?

[Hmm...]

Maybe I have enough ingredients for a level 1 meal? We can make that at the guild.

[ weeeell, there’s the pumpkin ]

Whoa, boyfriend meal?

[ he’s teasing ]

It can't be that hard if it's just level one.

[Hopefully the recipe's quick to put together, too.]

Besides, I still want to learn how to cook things you like, too.

[ happy to hear that and he shows it through a forehead kiss ]

Lots of learning together in our future. Deciding things together. I like it.

[ he also likes being able to just - talk. in the middle of making out or idly riding out the slow and low burn of lust. his sporadic grinding slows to a stop, though he remains pressed against yoshi ]

[Leaning in to that kiss. It is going to be a little sad, eventually having to lose all this contact...

Still, there will be plenty more of that in the future, he's sure.]

What kind of food do you like? I'll look through the recipes and see what I can make.

Katsu sando, not really picky on meat choice. Oyakodon, pizza… All the stuff we’ve shared is pretty up there for me now.

I'll look at the kinds of meat they have here, I guess.

[He trails off, looking thoughtful. And then:]

One last thing before we go?

Yeah?

[ meeting his gaze, all ready to listen ]

[He falls silent for a moment, but... with a determined look, his hands move to Akira's shoulders again - shifting his clothes, to expose more of his neck.

And then, before he can second-guess himself, he leans forward - teeth gently finding skin before he sucks on it, leaving a little mark of his own this time.]

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[ he lets out a surprised breath that quickly turns into a pleased moan, hips twitching against yoshi’s. ]

… Marking what’s yours?

[ he really wishes he could see yoshi’s pretty mouth work on his skin. it seems so small sometimes, but the flashes of teeth and tongue have always been infinitely charming to deto ]

[The question is left to hang in the air for another moment as Nanashi draws back, inspecting his work. Not quite meeting Akira's gaze.]

...The more I think about why Macha took you away right in front of me... the more I don't like it.

[His expression is, perhaps strangely, the very slightest frown. A bit annoyed, a bit puzzled at being annoyed in the first place.

It's... very unlike him. Feeling this way.]

[...Only for his expression to shift back to the more usual look of concern, fretting - did he overstep?]

Ah- sorry, maybe that's weird?

[Just what has been going on with his feelings today...?]

[ hey, no - ]

Yoshi. You’re allowed to not like things. To feel the ways you do.

[ shifting to hug him properly, pressing their foreheads together to smooth out the worry lines. the mark that throbs pleasantly on his skin is a reminder that - ]

Every part of me is yours.

[ and more audibly: ]

You know… when we first met, this is how I wish you’d reacted to the - people - treating you badly. I wish you’d said you didn’t like it then, and I’m glad you’re saying it now.

[He lets himself be pulled into the hug - takes comfort in the feeling of their foreheads touching.]

...I can't remember ever feeling like that before. Like something broke, or... like the whole world had gone silent.

[He's not sure if he makes sense - it doesn't fully make sense even to him.

He could handle any and all abuse flung his way. It had hurt to remember it, but with the memories came that natural resistance he'd gained from the experiences. But...

Losing Akira was another matter entirely.]

...I don't want anyone else to take you.

[He's being selfish and unreasonable and he doesn't know how to make himself stop.]

[ he’s still fuzzy on the mechanics of life and death in this world. is it really possible that yoshi could be ripped from his arms forever? it doesn’t feel real; it doesn’t feel possible. but this is something yoshi has experienced, albeit it was a temporary nightmare. the feelings were real though - and that makes it real enough, doesn’t it? ]

Then… keep me. [ he tightens his hold ] Demand that I stay by you and make it happen. Don’t let anyone stop us from being together.

I know nothing’s going to stop me from loving you. If something makes me forget, just be yourself. If Nanase Yoshi exists, then Deto Akira is guaranteed to fall for him.

[He looks, for a second, like he wants to argue it. There's no way... he's sure Akira could find someone else, someone better than him in every way, and fall for them too.

But... even forgetting what he did, didn't he fall for Akira all the same?

...

He closes his mouth, instead opting to lean his head on Akira's shoulder.]

...I can't make any demands.

[Not yet.]

...But... Even if you forget, I'll keep coming back to you so long as you let me.

[ oh like this, if he tightens his arms, he can - ]

One, two - up. [ he lifts yoshi up off his feet into a bear hug, laughing a little. ] Let you? I’d be so desperate to have you back.

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