[Look Akechi, this is like the beer incident. He can't win all the time. You just didn't see any of the failures.
He isn't even quite listening when Akechi starts protesting, until suddenly there's a hand in his face and the warmth is gone from him as he falls backwards onto the bed. What did he do? Did that not work? Isn't that how it's supposed to work?
Akechi turns around to be mad at him again, and he sees the knot is clearly still in place. Ah. Oops.]
I thought it would... do something else.
[But he stops talking, very quickly, as Akechi does the absolute most attractive thing-- and frankly what Ren should have done, why didn't he go for the gloves, damn-- and is once again in awe of the man in front of him, the skin exposed in a way he's never had the chance to see. He leans forward, moving without thinking, one hand moving to Akechi's waist and the other slipping under his shirt to brush his fingers across the scar. It's one thing to know what happens, know what will happen, and to see the physicality of it. To know the consequences.
Ren pulls Akechi closer to him and kisses it, gently, because there is simply nothing else to do.]
I wasn't trying to hurt you, if that's what you mean.
[But instead of getting into the emotions of it, Ren grins a little against the other boy's skin.]
But I appreciate the help.
[He nuzzles his face against Akechi's skin, breathing in the scent of him before beginning to kiss and lick his way down his chest to the nearest nipple, leaving bites and marks as he goes. He has obviously done bad things with his mouth thus far, and now he's here to rectify that, hands sliding on hips and up the back of his shirt to draw him close again.]
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Date: 2025-03-05 04:47 am (UTC)From:He isn't even quite listening when Akechi starts protesting, until suddenly there's a hand in his face and the warmth is gone from him as he falls backwards onto the bed. What did he do? Did that not work? Isn't that how it's supposed to work?
Akechi turns around to be mad at him again, and he sees the knot is clearly still in place. Ah. Oops.]
I thought it would... do something else.
[But he stops talking, very quickly, as Akechi does the absolute most attractive thing-- and frankly what Ren should have done, why didn't he go for the gloves, damn-- and is once again in awe of the man in front of him, the skin exposed in a way he's never had the chance to see. He leans forward, moving without thinking, one hand moving to Akechi's waist and the other slipping under his shirt to brush his fingers across the scar. It's one thing to know what happens, know what will happen, and to see the physicality of it. To know the consequences.
Ren pulls Akechi closer to him and kisses it, gently, because there is simply nothing else to do.]
I wasn't trying to hurt you, if that's what you mean.
[But instead of getting into the emotions of it, Ren grins a little against the other boy's skin.]
But I appreciate the help.
[He nuzzles his face against Akechi's skin, breathing in the scent of him before beginning to kiss and lick his way down his chest to the nearest nipple, leaving bites and marks as he goes. He has obviously done bad things with his mouth thus far, and now he's here to rectify that, hands sliding on hips and up the back of his shirt to draw him close again.]