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[blinking at you cautiously, hoping you won't freak out and hurl yourself off me and refuse to speak to me ever again]

G-Gai?

[words are hard right now but looking down sheepishly as I realize being right on top of you is not the best place to really be bashful, BUT. meeting your eyes shyly]

Don-san.

[sense of impending doom like if I say the wrong thing it will all fall apart]

[I don't want it to fall apart]

[I want exactly what we have already plus you being on top of me now and then and kisses]

I-Is this okay?

[is this okay]

[is cake and rainbows and puppies and miracles and magic and sparkles okay]

[shakes his head]

No, it's--ah. Great. Pretty neat? Really nice.

[face falls for a second, then brain catches up to ears]

[laughs, grabbing you for another enthusiastic kiss]

[oh yes. good. +1. +like.]

[cupping your face in his hands and returning that kiss eagerly, as his heart jumps up and makes a home in his throat because gosh goodness]

[and here I thought the best thing about today would probably be finally eradicating that mystery stain in the portside shower]

[kissing you is making me all shivery and bubbly with delight, I don't know what I'm doing but you taste amazing, and you're so warm against me]

[well, it's still a good thing! now we all won't be uncomfortable trying to figure out what made the stain since it's not there but EITHER WAY]

[squirming a little more atop you and flushing deep, while I finally anchor myself and chase after you with a barrage of sweet, soft, tiny kisses in hopes you won't notice my complete noviceness in kissing]

[it was such an odd shape, too, and I'm almost certain it was Luka who kept captioning it]

[embarrassed squeak because I'm reacting to you moving like that, but I'm hardly going to shove you off]

[.......oh that makes me melt, and it's not like I have much idea what to do either]

[ten zagins says it's back by next week]

[mff maybe it's best if I sliiide over to the side at the very least because you're not the only one reacting to all of this--and I'm all squirmy and nervous, too]

[GOING WITH THE FLOW and hopefully not cracking our faces together in a bad way]

[little whimper at you moving, but you're not moving *away* so I'll live]

[oh that's nice]

[I somehow seem to have a hand worked up under the hem of your shirt, caressing bare skin at your hip, just above the waistband of your pants]

[I have more room to tangle my hands in curly blond hair--and there's a catching of breath when he feels your fingers brush his skin, sharp inhale against lips and he rolls into your touch. Those fingers are--nice and neat and new and yes]

[not taking that bet, I'm only stupid in certain areas]

[near purring at the feel of your hands in my hair, enjoying the warm smoothness of your bare skin]

[breaks off kissing to tentatively kiss down your jaw, and suck lightly just below your ear]

[oh wow that certainly is something. giving a soft, warm noise, while dragging fingertips and nails lightly over your scalp]

[I am really nervous but also happy and relaxed and this is a weird mix of things, but doable]

[tipping head back to give you a little more room, curling up slightly and tangling legs with yours]

[I like that sound, I wonder if I can get you to make it again]

[oh unf your fingers in my hair]

[catching your earlobe between my teeth, very lightly, then stopping for a little embarrassed giggle]

I don't really know what I'm doing, Gai, sorry!

[Oh hnnn, your teeth coax out a low, pleased hiss, before nails drag at your scalp more insistently ]

[Geez if that wasn't right in my ear this answer might be a little more coherent ]

Mmm, neither do I, so. Just tell me if you want to stop?

[And yes that came out much more breathy and shivery than Gai would like to admit.]

[tilting head instinctively into your fingernails, because mmm]

[trembly little giggle, I like that I made your voice go that way]

I don't think I will. Ever. But you, too!

I'm about the same, haha! [Smiling before I dive in for an insistent and fierce kiss, pulling away only to nip at your bottom lip, tugging playfully. ]

[Trying to parse this as anything but noise and waves of cool pleasure is impossible --the feelings are heady and I'm tripping over myself with all this bubbling joy]

O-oh.

[that sends sparks straight to the base of my spine, and I'm grinning in a sort of dazed delighted way]

Good!

[hand is exploring further at your waist, now, moving around to your lower back to hold you to me possessively]

I like being this close with you, Don-san. A lot, really. [Kissing you again, only soft and tender this time, sweet.]

You, ah, are doing a really good job, I think. [Perhaps later we will look up how to pillow talk because I am clearly a pro]

[Settles in close with you, content and safe and happy. Maybe I like the possessiveness. Sliding my hands down your face and neck, fingers drawing light trails as I move]

[so very shy and embarrassed and earnest and melting against you]

Me, too. I wouldn't mind doing this again. When we have time in between our other duties.

[I find your sexytalk highly edifying and fascinating]

[eyelids flutter shut involuntarily at that]

[your eyebrows are ridiculous and I'm going to lean forward and press my lips lightly, lovingly to the centre of one then the other]

Yeah, of course. Have to make sure to save the universe and all! [grinning hard, and giggling when you kiss my brow--ticklish, with that light contact]

[of course that isn't distracting me from... untying your bowtie?!? yes. Or unclipping it (would you ever even use clip-ons, this is a mystery, one I will unravel right now!) ]

[EITHER WAY that thing is going and hopefully this won't end with me accidentally beheading you or something because that would be a really

really

bad end]

Yes, we're important sometimes, along with everyone else!

[you have the most amazing giggle and it is doing highly embarrassing things to me]

[hm good question I think I probably would not use clip-ons but I'm not sure if that makes me less or more pathetic]

[omfg my bowtie! I feel like such a hussy! DON'T STOP]

That's very true. In order to take care of others--ah, probably not, er, in this particular sense, but-- we should still take care of ourselves too. [wow the more I talk the more awkward everything sounds. . . .]

I--[laughs, tries to ... steer it back from awkward land] feel really lucky.

[pathetic is being terrified of the mental image of your head popping off like a barbie doll, don't worry, so long as that doesn't happen I likely won't burst into tears sobbing "why" in that particularly errant fantasy/nightmare, and also on the plus side, your tie is undone]

[i'm super-sexy btw]

[and with your tie entirely debauched, we'll move to unbuttoning and untucking it from your pants, and your hair will get all mussed, it'll be scandalous]

[but first just planting careful, soft kisses to your neck, targeting newly-bared skin]

[I speak fluent Incredibly Awkward so I'll just nod along with you, sort of gaping at you]

...

Pfft. Gai? You feel lucky?!

[No head popping off, don't worry! But I feel basically NUDE and am waiting for paparazzi or at least for Joe to materialise from somewhere purely to drop something breakable but cheap and point at us and gasp]

[you are the sexiest thing in pink leopard print ever]

[little short gasps, squirming under you like the overeager chihuahua I am]

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