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[deto]

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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[justonezero]

[It's easy enough to get him to look up again - even with his head tipped down, he can't help but follow Akira with his gaze, his own body settling back on his bed even if there's still an undeniable nervous tension.

Did Akira know the ears of his hood form angel wings behind him when it's down? Because it's rather apparent when he lays back like this, hood pinned to the bed behind him.

He swallows hard - nods.]

Y-yeah. ...Please.

[Wanting touch, not knowing where to begin, not knowing how much is derserved-- he's too distracted by his own thoughts again, and he can't get them to stop.]

[deto]

You’re so pretty. Did you know?

[ especially laid out like this, flushed and soft and angelic. all for him

deto shifts so he hovers over yoshi, a canopy of angular limbs and a mess of dark hair. one leg nudges between yoshi’s - if they start off already pressed close, maybe that’ll make things easier? harder to take things off, but no time to wonder when. ruling out any irrational thoughts that deto might not want to touch yoshi like this if he sees all of him. irrational, silly - as if deto hasn’t wanted to be closer since yoshi opened his mouth for him

he feels - stuffy. the heat of desire, which had been tempered by their little chat, flares up again. his gakuran is the first to go, shrugged off his shoulders. it slides off and lands to the side somewhere. next he works the buttons of this dress shirt starting at the collar, deft fingers slipping them undone one by one

this close, it’s just a short reach if yoshi wants to help ]

[justonezero]

...So are you.

[His thumb finds that mole on the side of Akira's face, away from the other two, brushing briefly over it before his hands move to help with the lower buttons. It's impossible to ignore that knee between his legs and the warmth in that area in particular, but his own robes can be dealt with later, a single clasp and then a button down under that.]

[deto]

[ he disagrees. the interest he has in his own looks (or anyone not named nanase yoshi) is in the negatives, but yoshi’s compliments gets a quick flash of an embarrassed grin right into a kiss. it seems like every other line, he’s going to have to kiss yoshi. that’s just the way it has to be, he decides

if yoshi has the rest of his buttons, then he’ll leave that to him. his mouth and fingers focus on yoshi’s neck instead; mouth at a spot opposite of where he left the first mark and fingers on the bunny clasp. there’s a murmured cute, before the clasp is blindly unhooked ]

… Do these… disappear?

[ not that it stops him from a second attempt ]

[justonezero]

[It's a bit of an odd position, trying to tilt his head to give Akira better access while still being able to see what he's doing with the buttons. Hopefully he can be forgiven for fumbling them a bit, partially due to line of sight and mostly out of distraction at the feeling of Akira's mouth at his neck.]

Mm... dunno. Maybe if I heal...?

[He can probably put off healing himself for a while; ideally he wouldn't be injured and need it in the first place, given his class.

His fingers finally figure out the last button, and he traces the fabric to Akira's shoulders, lifting to help him out of it once he's willing to move.]

[deto]

[ what if he just left it like this, shirt completely unbuttoned, hanging off his shoulders? just so he doesn’t have to pull away from yoshi, or stop in his mission to disrobe him one tantalizing button at a time

but that wouldn’t be fair, would it? deto wants everything between them to be even, to give and receive in equal amounts ]

Even if you do, that just means I’ll get to do this again. And again.

[ the marks are beautiful on his skin, but having the privilege of receiving enough of yoshi’s trust to be this close and touch him where he’s vulnerable? that’s something else

he pulls back briefly, removing his shirt in a rustle of impatience. the shirt is tossed aside, and deto’s already diving back in before it hits the bed. even though he’s just an inch taller, his body is stronger than yoshi’s, lean muscle and strong bones. it’s clear he’s not done growing, even through his character’s avatar ]

[justonezero]

[Nanashi's slight, slender frame certainly speaks to the lack of exercise in his life, understandably. On the other hand, that does mean that as Akira works at his clothes, the more it reveals that pristine canvas to leave however many marks he'd like.]

...What if I heal it right afterwards?

[In a tone that could just be joking, but judging by the way his breaths pick up each time, might in fact not be.]

[deto]

… What do you think I’ll say to that?

[ deto would press him down on the bed and mark him up all day if he had to, and all night if yoshi allowed. that type of leisure intimacy, just the two of them together in bed, in the shower, or even in a corner somewhere - his body doesn’t hide its reaction to the idea of it all. and he nudges up against yoshi to show him that

oh - not even expecting how that would feel -

his fingers fumble the next button, and he has to stop and take in a shaky breath ]

[justonezero]

[Oh.

There's a very slight pause, and then he's fumbling at the clothes himself, trying to help.]

U-um- I could just get the pants off-

[deto]

[ he’s heard that the act of taking off a woman’s clothes is very sexy, and this was - at parts. but with all the fumbling, it’s also… cute and very unsexy at the same time. deto’s breathless laugh is caught between amusement and heightened lust. here’s deto, hair all over the place, barechested with a tent in his pants - practically in his school uniform. then there’s yoshi, partially undressed, white and pink all over and so damn endearing and gorgeous

it’s just. fun. everything is fun with him ]

I would love to take your pants off. And everything else, too.

[ willingly pulling back to help with the rest, then he’ll take care of his own pants, too ]

[justonezero]

[There's one of those blank looks of utter confusion, head tilting as though it could help him ascertain where, exactly, he messed up, before he relaxes again.]

...I just didn't want you to have to wait on me.

[...Is what he says. But as he sits up a bit to work off his pants, it's readily evident that all the layers were his saving grace here - his breaths aren't quite even, occasionally hitching when skin brushes up against skin, trying to settle again, to avoid squirming too much in anticipation.]

[deto]

You know… [ he stares - words stuttering to a halt, mouth clicking shut. there’s just so much skin showing. …does he even have his own pants off yet? he’s not sure - he can’t focus. is it normal to want someone this much? ] I-I…

…

[justonezero]

[...

WHAT DID HE DO WRONG.]

A-Akira-?

[deto]

I - wow? You’re so - [ all that skin ] Holy shit.

[ give him a moment to rearrange his brain into some sort of working order, to reconnect the wires so that his brain to mouth signal actually works? um ]

You’re so beautiful, Yoshi. I think I’m losing my mind.

[ he should really finish taking off his pants, but like. functioning is actually hard right now ]

[justonezero]

[He is so unused to being seen as attractive, and even with the constant affirmations he can't help but duck his head a little again, face warm. For the nth time, he can't help but wonder - is this really okay? Is he really allowed to have this?

At least this time he raises his head on his own, still so very bashful, but-]

Um... sh-should I get ready while you get your pants or do you want to watch.

[He really did try to get through the full sentence before his voice withered from embarrassment.]

[deto]

Yes.

[ working brain still in progress, but everything yoshi says sounds?? correct?? he’s absolutely right about everything

his body listens to yoshi even as his mind lags behind, hands fumbling - always fumbling, it seems - for the belt, the button, the zipper ]

[justonezero]

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