altimit | .:November Time:.

[ Noé leans into Albedo's touch, reveling in how warm his hand is. He can't help himself; he leans in, as if he's going for another kiss, but he stops himself, wondering if he's being too eager. ]

I did. It was sweet, like you. I don't know if I'll ever stop smiling around you, too.

[ Hmm... ]

Well, I would certainly say you are not required to constantly smile in my presence even if you are not in the mood for it. But, if I am the cause for you being unable to keep from doing exactly that whenever you see me...you will find no complaints.

[ And, well. He leans in, closer to close the gap that has been shorted by Noé's aborted kiss, giving another one of his own to the other man once again, gentle, but loving all the same. Then, softly, against his lips: ]

And you would not find any complaints should you find yourself desiring at any time to kiss me.

[ Before Noé can reply, Albedo closes the gap between them and pulls him in for a kiss. It's soft and sweet, and then Albedo speaks...

...Well. Don't mind if he does, then. Noé leans in for yet another one, and the kiss feels like it comes from a place of confidence this time. He's feeling more comfortable with this, and it helps that Albedo tastes so sweet.

Then, it's his turn to pull back slightly: ]

How many would you like?

[ You know, they are going at this in a pretty decent clip. That being said... ]

As many as possible and within reasonable amount of your comfort levels.

After all, practice makes perfect, no?

[ Albedo shifts his position, but thankfully as they're still sitting down he doesn't need to stand on his tippytoes for this. He is going to grant another kiss, this time longer, and raising a hand to card fingers through that light-colored hair with that very same hand. ]

[ It sure does, and with that offer on the table, Noé will not hesitate to take him up on it. As many as possible, hm...? Well, he'd better prepare himself for an onslaught of affection, then.

They are, indeed, still sitting down, and Noé drops the marshmallows he'd been holding in favor of wrapping his arms around Albedo and tugging him closer. It's warm, being so close like this, and he's definitely blushing; and yet, it's nice. Being in love is such a wonderful feeling, he thinks.

Albedo will get a few more kisses. Each one builds a little more intensity, and he ends up pulling back for air – only for a second, before he leans in for more. ]

[ Well then. Isn't he fortunate that he has a partner who will indulge him so? Regardless, Albedo is fully prepared for expressions of affection in return. He also decides to set aside his remaining marshmallows on a stick so that both hands can be free or the other used to slide around the other when he is tugged closer.

Albedo doesn't think he ever truly imagined this situation for himself—missing memories or no—but he is certainly no longer complaining. Any reservations have further dissipated into thin air—thanks to Noé himself. He has...a lot to be grateful for, not only for this warm emotion blooming in his heart.

He allows this warmth to continue further, even when it becomes more intense, face flushed when the other pulls back. After he leans back in, he will even part his lips just a bit, wanting to explore this a little more. ]

[ Oh – the way Albedo holds him and parts his lips makes Noé's breath hitch a little. He lets out a shaky, quiet breath against Albedo's lips. Noé is good at following his instincts, even in uncharted territory, so he takes this as an invitation to tentatively brush his tongue against the other's.

The touch is light. He's testing the waters. Is this what Albedo wants, he wonders... It's rare for him to overthink like this, but if Albedo doesn't resist, Noé will allow himself to press on and experiment with this sort of kissing. Idly, his thumb brushes against Albedo's back. ]

[ Ah...that sure is a sound. It sends a previously unknown, new kind of strangely pleasant feeling through him. One he thinks he might not have ever experienced, but this he is less certain of. His drive is often rather low, though.

When their tongues meet, Albedo makes a soft, muffled noise in turn, fingers curling into the clothing they are already gripping as it takes a turn he wasn't expecting. He thinly feels the thumb against his back. He does eventually pull away slightly to catch his breath, puffs heavy. ]

...This is shaping up to be quite the experience. It's rather fascinating as well, as I don't believe I have ever felt the sensation I did a moment ago.

[ Noé's breath is also heavy when he breaks away, and he almost finds himself chasing Albedo for another kiss, but he needs to breathe. That was... ]

What did you feel?

[ He wonders if they're feeling the same thing. It's not like Noé's drive is often that high, either, so... ]

[ They both need air or they would be still kissing indeed. ]

Hm, ah...I'm not sure how to — oh, I'd say incredible?

[ That. That feels like a very accurate description of the feeling, actually. ]

And yourself?

Mm...me too.

[ That makes his heart race, and his expression softens. He looks at Albedo with utmost care, and he can't help himself as he leans in to gently kiss the other's forehead. ]

This feels right.

I suppose that is a natural feeling, when one engages in such an act as this with their loved one.

[ He blinks, receiving the kiss, and then reaches to lightly brush aside those white strands of hair from the other's face. ]

...I do wonder, what still awaits us. Cubia, yes. But, have you ever pondered, about what else we may have yet been privy to? Or, perhaps, it may still be a straightforward road ahead?

What else we...?

[ He blinks, not quite understanding what Albedo's referring to. ]

I've had a feeling that there's more that we still don't know, especially when it comes to Cubia. I don't think it'll be as straightforward as we think.

All of the things that surround us, in this world, have answers waiting for us to witness them, even when they're right in front of us.

Sometimes, I wonder whether the ones that we have missed will finally be revealed to us all.

...My apologies, I suppose my mind has a habit of wandering.

[ He then takes pause and gives a little nod. ]

Not as straightforward as roasting marshmallows on an open fire, no.

No, that's alright.

[ He shakes his head and pulls Albedo a little closer. ]

I like hearing about what you're thinking, even if you feel like you're rambling. Especially if there's something bothering you.

[ He'll allow himself to sink in further against him, smiling wryly. Glad to hear that response. ]

Bothering me...I suppose yes, this can be considered to be well within that category.

It always feels as if I can do exactly that, when I'm with you. Though, it may not be readily apparent I am unused to such things.

Then I'll just have to keep saying it until you're used to it.

[ He presses a kiss to the top of the other's head. ]

You can lean on me as much as you'd like. I want to be here for you.

[ His cheeks warm when he hears that, all the way to his ears. Closing his eyes for a moment upon feeling the kiss. Oh. Wait, their marshmallows...he opens his eyes again. ]

You could, but you need not feel obliged.

[ Albedo's protest is half-hearted at best, though. But at the other comment, he adds in good humor, considering his current position: ]

...I suppose that includes literally, yes?

Of course! I like it when you do that.

[ Lean on him more, Albedo!! ]

So do that whenever you want to, okay? I will never say no or turn you away.

Very well, then. Incidentally, what else do you like that I do?

[ Albedo asks, tone still light. ]

...You should understand handing me too much power could be ill-advised.

[ He's breaking out the teasing, but he is taking what is being said seriously. ]

What else? I like your kisses, hugs, when you check in on me...

[ Please, Albedo. Don't make him start listing things. ]

You should share some of it with me, then. I want to make you happy, too.

[ ...They'll be here all day, yeah? Well, that is exactly the intent. ]

I see. So you have been cataloguing these things in your head all along...

[ An expected result, given their relation, but when he says that aloud, Albedo does feel faintly pleasantly embarrassed. ]

An equal exchange of power...no, not just that. It is simply another piece of explicit evidence of us giving part of our own hearts to one another, sharing in each other's affection to the grandest degree. An irrefutably high expression of adoration, undefined by reason and developments itself due to being reached even within a world of virtual reality where realism collides, amongst the attempts to erode our identity.

Ah...how truly fascinating.

[ ...

This is your boyfriend, Noé. ]

[ Oh, Albedo.... ]

Um...I'm not sure what you just said, but...

[ Noé leans in and gives him a little peck on his cheek. ]

I think that means I make you happy, right?

[ Counter of those being befuddled by Albedo's statements: 3 ]

...Yes, that's exactly it.

[ Good thing he has a boyfriend like Noé, who will not judge him for his idiosyncrasies. He receives the kiss on his cheek well, though, closing his eyes for a moment, before he returns one of his own. ]

[ Cute...

Noé gladly accepts the kiss, and before Albedo can pull away entirely, Noé manages to catch him in a kiss to his lips. His hand moves up to gently cup Albedo's cheek.

If this is what love is like, he wants to experience it every day. Maybe he should learn how to do things, like cook breakfast, bake cakes... ]

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