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Who 》 Deto, Nanashi/Nanase
What 》 overflows
When 》 all of october & november
Where 》 Mac Anu & various locations
Content Warnings 》 boys, nsfw

》 Deto & Nanashi: First Meeting | Cont. from thread
》 Deto & Nanashi: Re:Mind | Cont. from thread (NSFW)
》 Deto & Nanashi: Meat Cute | Cont. from thread (NSFW)
》 Deto & Nanase: Lost & Found | Cont. from thread (oops also NSFW)

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[...

He holds onto Akira's hands, grip squeezing tight for a moment.]

I should be happy to hear that, but my heart just hurts again...

[After being numb to it all for so long, it feels especially painful now.]

That just means it’s working.

[ that it’s still beating after everything it’s been through. ]

Tell me what to do. Tell me what you want. I’ll do anything.

...I don't know.

I tried... really, really hard not to want too much.

It... didn't really feel like I deserved to.

[To want. To hurt. To cry.

If he hollowed himself out, maybe he'd have more to give, then...]

[ hm ]

What if we start small? Ask me one thing a day. One thing you want to do or to have - or one thing you want from me. That doesn’t count as too much, right?

[-?!]

Are you sure?

[That still sounds like a lot to him.]

Desperately sure I want to make you happy.

[ so he’s willing to do much, much more ]

[...]

Can I ask for the same thing more than once?

Yeah.

[ anything ]

...For today... all I want is a kiss, I think.

[Still uncertain - it feels wrong somehow, being the one to ask anything of others. A lowly being like him, not even fit to be called human.]

[ learning that this particular smile cuts him a little. but it’s okay. yoshi’s asking for a kiss, so deto will just kiss it away.

easy enough to cup yoshi’s face, cradle the gentle slope of his chin and jaw, and pull him down to meet deto’s lips. the sweet sound of a slow, tender kiss quietly lingers in the air. what counts as one kiss? when their lips part for more than a beat? then parting like this for half a beat doesn’t count as deto dives back in immediately. multiple times.

it’s probably too long for one kiss by the time he breaks to give yoshi some air. ]

… Like that?

[ was that the type of kiss yoshi wanted? ]

[He's easily guided into the kiss...es. That definitely counts as multiple, not that he seems to mind, meeting him again each and every time. By the time they break off, he's left flushed as he catches his breath, fingers trailing over his lips like he can still catch a bit of that sensation on his fingertips.]

...Yeah. Just like that.

[He doesn't look quite as satisfied as he did the last time they kissed. Memories have made him meek, like the mere act of asking is a crime.

But... Akira wants him to ask. Wants him to want. And...

Even if it's hard to ask, wanting Akira comes far, far more easily.]

...More?

[ his answer is another kiss that works its way from affectionate to heated in mere seconds

in his meekness, yoshi seems to have forgotten how much deto wants him. as if yoshi isn’t a constant on his mind. he tries to remind him with this kiss, open-mouthed and wet as a burning want rises from the base of his stomach, up his spine, to the back of his neck. he thinks he can feel the same happening with yoshi, thumb rubbing his jawline, fingers curled in his hair. imagines he’s warmer than usual here ]

[It's a good thing he worked so hard to burn their time at the beach into his memories, because while he's still plagued by conflicting feelings (not good enough, never good enough-) this much, at least, his body already knows.

He meets that kiss with lips parted, head tilting again to the best possible angle to invite in that warmth, that heat, letting the sensation was over (or through?) him. Leaning into the feeling of Akira's hand on his cheek, his own hands seeking out Akira's shoulders to keep himself steady, grounded, tethered to someone real in this sea of data and messy memories.

His grip is, perhaps, a tiny bit tighter than it needs to be. Don't lose him, don't let him go-

Don't leave him, ever, ever.]

[ deto feels his grip tighten in a way that’s different from before. more tense? maybe desperate… he’s trying to learn all of yoshi, so every little shift is noted, taken apart and thought over in a hundred different ways when he’s alone. and only a dozen ways when deto’s with him

it takes a moment and a couple more lingering kisses before he pulls back again. he presses a trail of kisses past yoshi’s mouth, to his star mole, down to his jaw. close enough to his ear to ask softly, red haze in the tone of his voice: ]

… Yoshi?

[ staying close because he doesn’t want yoshi to loosen his grip in any way ]

[It's a pleasant moment, and there's a soft, questioning sound as it trails to a stop, shivering slightly at Akira's voice so close to his ear.]

...?

Akira...? What is it?

Just checking.

[ mouthing kisses under his jaw where the skin is soft and delicate. ]

Remember to stay with me. Don’t get lost in your head. I’m right here with you.

[Oh, that's - startling(?) from just how vulnerable it is, in a good way. He unconsciously shifts, giving Akira better access to his neck, if that's what he wants.]

Ah... was I obvious?

[Oops.]

No. I’m just… [ he kisses a tender spot, where yoshi’s skin flushes in a very enticing way. ] Very focused.

[ he doesn’t think he needs to elaborate on what - or rather, who. his focus is on that one spot, worrying the skin with persistent lips and tongue. ]

[That definitely gets a breathy little "Ah!" out of him, though he keeps still so Akira can do as he pleases even as Yoshi's face gets progressively redder.]

W-well... it's, um. Harder to get lost like this for sure.

[All thoughts are getting tossed out the window, actually.]

[ it’s his first time trying this, but he thinks this is how it’s done. this is how it feels to fixate on a spot and work at it until there’s a reminder of him on yoshi’s skin

he… really likes the idea of that, actually ]

Or… you could get lost in me? [ against his skin with a last suckling kiss where a deep red mark blooms ] … Sorry, I should have asked first. But, ah, can I leave more?

[His fingers seek out that little mark. A reminder, a badge-

He belongs to Akira.

There is somewhere, someone in this world that even he can belong to.]

...Yeah. I like them.

[His memories may be muddled, may be stolen, but hopefully the marks left as evidence of Akira's love will remain.

A beat. And then:]

...Would it be easier if I removed the robes?

[He can't really get much more flushed than he already is.]

[ sharp, dark eyes follow yoshi’s fingers. his mark looks good on him ]

… In what way? Easier access? Yeah. Easier to cover up after, sure. Definitely… not easier on me.

[ honesty point one. a slight shrug ]

I’m already kind of - uh. [ honesty point two. he had already been expecting some solo time in the bathroom once they’d started - and that was just with the kissing ] So you can, if you want. I don’t really know what happens beyond this - or how to do anything. I don’t know if you do?

[He can't get any redder but he can duck his head down in embarrassment.]

I, um. Don't know much either, but...

...

There'salotofstuffontheinternet?

[ pressing a kiss to that white whorl of hair after yoshi ducks his head. it’s too cute, sorry. deto had to ]

So… [ he lets that mouthful of a sentence marinate in his mind for a bit. ] You’ve seen stuff on the internet about this.

Only in 2D, but...

[He's a teenager holed up in his room all the time with access to the Internet and all the doujin posted there,,,,,,]

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