[ He sets his pajama shirt off to the side, though opts to not put anything on quite yet. ]
I don't mind. [ Honestly, he's a little curious how much he'll feel? He knows he's regained his ability to feel pain, but he hasn't tried deliberately touching any part of the wings. ]
Uuu thnx, Tsumutsumu! [It turns out Kazunari has no reservations about touching another man's back (and it should be of no surprise honestly) because he gets right to it.
He traces his finger tips along the silhouette of the wings before padding his fingers through the details. Even if it's not a traditional tattoo, the ink is still just in there, bound to Tsumugi's soft skin. It's incredibly beautiful as well as being sexy.
It's a good thing they're in their room because Kazunari basically zones out of their surroundings, focusing solely on Tsumugi's back. It's like he's being drawn in and ...
He kisses Tsumugi's back, along the line of his right wing.]
[ Kazunari's fingers brush against his back, and Tsumugi immediately has an answer to his question. The touch is so light, so gentle, but the rest of the room vanishes so easily from his mind as he's drawn in by that touch, mentally following the path his fingers take along the wings.
His eyes flutter shut as he lets out a quiet breath, a sign that he's okay, he's comfortable - and then he feels his lips and it's shocking how warm they feel, like a flame licking his skin. He sucks in a breath, but is quick to try and reassure Kazunari. ] It's okay! It felt nice.
[ ... And then his brain fully catches up with his mouth and he might as well be on fire at this point. ]
I-I mean-! [ He covers his face with his hands. ] Sorry, I didn't for it to come out like that...!
[Kazunari could explode. He's always thought Tsumugi was cute - no, attractive. He's always thought Tsumugi was attractive. But, holy moly.
Now his heart is pulling him in all different, gay, directions. He wants to tease Tsumugi for his little, cute slip up. But also hug him? But also kiss him again??]
Can I - do it again?! [Whelp. He didn't necessarily mean to blurt that out but that decides it.]
[ Holy moly is right. What a loaded question. (and really? he never thought he would've been kazunari's type...)
Tsumugi clears his throat nervously. ] If you want to? I, um... I don't mind, really. [ He's not about to repeat himself, but his feelings on the matter are unchanged: it's okay, it felt nice. ]
[(Kazunari's type is "good boys" so Tsumugi it automatically his type.)
With Tsumugi's permission then, Kazunari approaches again. He braces himself, placing his hands on Tsumugi's shoulders, and goes in for another kiss.] Gomens, Tsumutsumu, your skin is just really soft an' warm. It feels really nice.
[He peppers a few small kisses along the tattoo before nuzzling just a little. Is he more touch-starved than he thought? Is that what's going on here?]
[ Maybe...? Maybe they're both a little touch-starved. It'd certainly provide an explanation as to why a handful of kisses and a small amount of nuzzling has made his heart ache so much.
Tsumugi drops his hands, letting them come to a rest against Kazunari's. ]
That tickles a little... [ But it's not a protest. He just might laugh or squirm a bit if he nuzzles too much. ]
[Unfortunately, Kazunari is Kazunari. Being told his nuzzling tickles only wants him to nuzzle more.
So he does. He gives Tsumugi a break with occasional kisses (some of which that are straying from the tattoo without his realizing) but he is nuzzling quite a bit.]
[ At first he's able to stifle his reaction, at least to an extent. But the longer Kazunari nuzzles, the more that laughter bubbles up inside, until it's bursting out in a fit of breathy giggles. ]
[ This sense of longing for a person, rather than for an opportunity to stand on stage, is something he hasn't felt in years. But he recognizes it clear as day in the quickening of his heartbeat when his lips brush against skin, or the emptiness he feels in their absence, even though he hasn't moved away.
He's not sure what he wants to say, but it's easy enough to start with ] Thank you. [ But that's not everything he'd like to say.
Tsumugi is quiet for a moment, letting the words tumble in his head a bit, before finally settling on (shyly) ] Would it be okay if I kissed you?
[Kazunari's mouth moves faster than his brain.] Please kiss me.
[It's strange, this sudden development. But it's what he wants right now in this moment and he's already decided to live by that want or passion. They'll figure it out as they go. He's not worried.]
[ Tsumugi turns to him with a shy but gradually growing smile. ]
Of course. [ Later, he might think back on this and wonder why it all felt so easy. But there's something so natural, so right in the moment about cupping Kazunari's face in his hands and pulling him in for that kiss that they both asked for.
(his lips are soft, sweet, warm. it's like he's kissing a ray of sunshine.) ]
[If Kazunari is a ray of sunshine, then Tsumugi is the refreshing breeze that keeps the heat from being too overbearing.
And yet, Kazunari still melts.
It's just a kiss. Just lips on lips, but it does feel so right and natural and just, like they should have been kissing ages ago. It comes to a natural end, but Kazunari presses for a second kiss before either of them can really pull away.]
[ Even if Kazunari had given him the chance to pull away, he wouldn't have taken it. Neither of them had said how many kisses "can I kiss you" translated to, but to stop after one just doesn't feel right.
He brushes his thumbs over his cheeks as he chases his lips for a third kiss, and then a fourth. Before a fifth, he draws back for a moment to catch his breath. His nose bumps against Kazunari's as he asks, ] Was that okay?
Mmhmm ~ [Kazunari sighs, almost dreamily, as he bumps his nose against Tsumugi's in return.] Is this the difference of five years experience? You're super good at kissing Tsumutsumu ~
[He ghosts his lips over Tsumugi's.] Can we... keep kissing?
[ Tsumugi thinks for a moment to correct him - that yes, he's older, but he really doesn't have a lot of experience - but the light brush of his lips combined with that question stops him in his tracks.
He nods ever-so-slightly, ] Yes. [ and pulls Kazunari toward him, moving them in the direction of the bed with the intention of tumbling onto it. They should be getting ready to start their days - he's half-dressed for a reason! - but the thought of kissing Kazunari while surrounded by the plush warmth of their blankets is too appealing to resist. ]
[Oh. Kazunari wasn't expecting to tumble into bed but he's certainly not complaining. Kissing in the comfort of their blankets and bed is very appealing.
He wraps his arms around Tsumugi on the way down and from there he doesn't separate unless necessary. And with his palms spread flat against the wings on Tsumugi's back and his own laughter filling the room, Kazunari goes in for more kisses.]
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Can I touch? Tattoos have always fascinated me but I've never been close enough to someone with them!
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I don't mind. [ Honestly, he's a little curious how much he'll feel? He knows he's regained his ability to feel pain, but he hasn't tried deliberately touching any part of the wings. ]
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He traces his finger tips along the silhouette of the wings before padding his fingers through the details. Even if it's not a traditional tattoo, the ink is still just in there, bound to Tsumugi's soft skin. It's incredibly beautiful as well as being sexy.
It's a good thing they're in their room because Kazunari basically zones out of their surroundings, focusing solely on Tsumugi's back. It's like he's being drawn in and ...
He kisses Tsumugi's back, along the line of his right wing.]
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O-oops! I don't know why I did that.
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His eyes flutter shut as he lets out a quiet breath, a sign that he's okay, he's comfortable - and then he feels his lips and it's shocking how warm they feel, like a flame licking his skin. He sucks in a breath, but is quick to try and reassure Kazunari. ] It's okay! It felt nice.
[ ... And then his brain fully catches up with his mouth and he might as well be on fire at this point. ]
I-I mean-! [ He covers his face with his hands. ] Sorry, I didn't for it to come out like that...!
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Now his heart is pulling him in all different, gay, directions. He wants to tease Tsumugi for his little, cute slip up. But also hug him? But also kiss him again??]
Can I - do it again?! [Whelp. He didn't necessarily mean to blurt that out but that decides it.]
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Tsumugi clears his throat nervously. ] If you want to? I, um... I don't mind, really. [ He's not about to repeat himself, but his feelings on the matter are unchanged: it's okay, it felt nice. ]
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With Tsumugi's permission then, Kazunari approaches again. He braces himself, placing his hands on Tsumugi's shoulders, and goes in for another kiss.] Gomens, Tsumutsumu, your skin is just really soft an' warm. It feels really nice.
[He peppers a few small kisses along the tattoo before nuzzling just a little. Is he more touch-starved than he thought? Is that what's going on here?]
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Tsumugi drops his hands, letting them come to a rest against Kazunari's. ]
That tickles a little... [ But it's not a protest. He just might laugh or squirm a bit if he nuzzles too much. ]
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So he does. He gives Tsumugi a break with occasional kisses (some of which that are straying from the tattoo without his realizing) but he is nuzzling quite a bit.]
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Haha! K-Kazu-kun, please...!
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You have a nice laugh...
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He's not sure what he wants to say, but it's easy enough to start with ] Thank you. [ But that's not everything he'd like to say.
Tsumugi is quiet for a moment, letting the words tumble in his head a bit, before finally settling on (shyly) ] Would it be okay if I kissed you?
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[It's strange, this sudden development. But it's what he wants right now in this moment and he's already decided to live by that want or passion. They'll figure it out as they go. He's not worried.]
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Of course. [ Later, he might think back on this and wonder why it all felt so easy. But there's something so natural, so right in the moment about cupping Kazunari's face in his hands and pulling him in for that kiss that they both asked for.
(his lips are soft, sweet, warm. it's like he's kissing a ray of sunshine.) ]
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And yet, Kazunari still melts.
It's just a kiss. Just lips on lips, but it does feel so right and natural and just, like they should have been kissing ages ago. It comes to a natural end, but Kazunari presses for a second kiss before either of them can really pull away.]
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He brushes his thumbs over his cheeks as he chases his lips for a third kiss, and then a fourth. Before a fifth, he draws back for a moment to catch his breath. His nose bumps against Kazunari's as he asks, ] Was that okay?
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[He ghosts his lips over Tsumugi's.] Can we... keep kissing?
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He nods ever-so-slightly, ] Yes. [ and pulls Kazunari toward him, moving them in the direction of the bed with the intention of tumbling onto it. They should be getting ready to start their days - he's half-dressed for a reason! - but the thought of kissing Kazunari while surrounded by the plush warmth of their blankets is too appealing to resist. ]
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He wraps his arms around Tsumugi on the way down and from there he doesn't separate unless necessary. And with his palms spread flat against the wings on Tsumugi's back and his own laughter filling the room, Kazunari goes in for more kisses.]