[Not some blushing schoolboy, he says, when Ren watched his face flush about two minutes previous from a simple question. But that does make Ren wonder... how much experience does Akechi have, in things like this? Has he dated? Has he had serious relationships? Or is he just... throwing himself into this because he thinks it's what Ren wants?
But again, he has to stop and remind himself- this is about trust. This is about Akechi telling him the truth, and Ren showing he isn't afraid to accept what's given. So if he says so... then it's okay.
Besides, it's a little difficult to keep reasonable, correct thoughts right now, not when he's got Akechi's hair in one hand and his leg in another with the warmth of him on his lap. He rearranges his grip slightly, letting his hands slide; the one on Akechi's head moves down only slightly to the back of his neck, while the other moves up his leg and around to his hip, further still to push Akechi forward into him and squeeze at his butt. God, he has no idea what he did to make this happen, but he has never been more thankful for whatever that was.
Ren breaks from the kiss for just a moment to try and shift how he's sitting, ensure Akechi isn't going to go falling off onto the floor, but it betrays the small sigh he gives when his hips press into the other boy. It's just kissing- he should be more chill about this- but that's not what his body says, not for the times he's dreamed of exactly this and never thought it would come true.]
Maybe I should've asked if you were armed. But I'm pretty sure the answer's yes.
[He tries to save face by burying his head into Akechi's neck, nuzzling in and up around his hair, biting at his earlobe and testing different spots on his jaw and neck to see which ones elicit the best sounds.]
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Date: 2025-03-03 08:31 pm (UTC)From:But again, he has to stop and remind himself- this is about trust. This is about Akechi telling him the truth, and Ren showing he isn't afraid to accept what's given. So if he says so... then it's okay.
Besides, it's a little difficult to keep reasonable, correct thoughts right now, not when he's got Akechi's hair in one hand and his leg in another with the warmth of him on his lap. He rearranges his grip slightly, letting his hands slide; the one on Akechi's head moves down only slightly to the back of his neck, while the other moves up his leg and around to his hip, further still to push Akechi forward into him and squeeze at his butt. God, he has no idea what he did to make this happen, but he has never been more thankful for whatever that was.
Ren breaks from the kiss for just a moment to try and shift how he's sitting, ensure Akechi isn't going to go falling off onto the floor, but it betrays the small sigh he gives when his hips press into the other boy. It's just kissing- he should be more chill about this- but that's not what his body says, not for the times he's dreamed of exactly this and never thought it would come true.]
Maybe I should've asked if you were armed. But I'm pretty sure the answer's yes.
[He tries to save face by burying his head into Akechi's neck, nuzzling in and up around his hair, biting at his earlobe and testing different spots on his jaw and neck to see which ones elicit the best sounds.]