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山崎 宗介 || Yamazaki Sōsuke ([personal profile] takenwithhim) wrote in [community profile] thenearshore2017-08-22 11:05 pm

Let's Go Out

Who: Rin Matsuoka and Sousuke Yamazaki
Where: Various locations on the Near Shore
When: Mid-August
What: How many ways can “Let’s go out” be interpreted?
Warnings: Knowing them, something awkward/cute/hot/feels is going to happen.


[You don’t need to get closer. There’s no more distance between us. Those are the kind of thoughts he’d expect any logical person to think about their relationship. Between a god and his shinki, living together and growing together, how could they bother with the idea of getting “closer” when their lives were more or less wrapped up within each other’s? They already experienced so much together. Their initial meeting under the shower of cherry blossoms and clouds. A strange bond rushing together with every race they took in the pool to hone their skills as swimmers and conquer Sousuke’s nostalgia. Sharing the burden of pain and poignancy as they met with Rin’s father and helped him return to the afterlife.

Yelling and arguing over the stupidest things (and sometimes not so stupid) from workout practices to what’s the best way to cook spicy teriyaki. Bright laughs and satisfied grins as they trained their powers out in the castle grounds or raced through the castle to explore its secrets. Even the awkward moments that keep popping up, from sleeping in the same bed to accidentally getting flashes of nudity in the bathroom… and spending an entire week together as kids. They even got a bath (or five) together already! Anyone with those kinds of events in their lives were bound to be called “best friends” or something like that, right? They didn’t need to get any closer, right?

… apparently they did. Maybe it simply isn’t enough to spend those kinds of times and experiences together. Training, living, growing, learning, enjoying, challenging… Those things are always going to be there and Sousuke’s not against any of them. So then, if they’re that close already, why’s this day having so much fun already playing awkward string through their evening tapestry? Let’s go out. That’s all he’d said when he came downstairs. He didn’t say anything remotely related to the term ‘date’ you know! But… his god’s a romantic sap beyond compare and it didn’t take long for someone’s face to get red.

So of course Sousuke’s surprise (maybe suspicion) lingers on as he steps out of the portal that carries his god and him to the Near Shore. The human realm that contains so many sights, scents, and sounds that bring a round of comfort and gentle thrill to his chest. Rin agreed to the offer. After all that, he’d agreed. It’d been a long time, if not actually the first time, they’ve ever gotten dressed up in front of each other. He’s grateful for the cooler evening air. It makes his current clothes far more comfortable. Turns out, even if Sousuke tends to prefer his shirts open and untucked, his collarbones exposed, casual pants a little unconsciously-lowcut… he’s not at all bad cutting an impressive figure in formal wear.]


Where do you want to go?

[The obvious intent is to have dinner eventually… but it’s been a long time since they’ve gone out to simply hang with each other in such a setting. They should really make a whole night of it. Who knows what else they’ll learn about each other… Who knows how much closer they’ll get.]
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[personal profile] sharkmaid 2017-12-21 10:37 am (UTC)(link)
[In that respect, Sousuke knows Rin better than anyone too. He’s learned his quirks and cues, what thoughts swim behind his eyes as he watches the world and his shinki every day. He knows only enough to keep their bond strong, both on and off the battlefield. What should otherwise be unnerving ends up putting his mind at ease instead, because there’s no guess work or vagueness between them anymore. Sousuke might not know everything, but he knows enough, just enough, to keep their friendship as it should be. ... Still, Rin knows Sousuke can never truly be satisfied with “just enough.” He knows he’s searching for more.

Is that why he looks to the stars like that?

I can’t tell you who you are. Nobody can. That’s something you have to rediscover on your own.

Pebbles crackle beneath his feet as he steps closer and breaks the distance by a foot or so. Hands in his pockets, maroon hair gently blowing in the breeze. Somehow, he feels warmer hearing those words, not because he’s embarrassed, but because they reach the deepest parts of his heart. Always thinking about him, his future, his safety... his smile. Not his tears.

I knew you would cry...]


I wouldn’t. [Maybe. Within reason.] I’d be more prepared.
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[personal profile] sharkmaid 2017-12-23 10:49 am (UTC)(link)
[Oy, what’s that shrug for? He thinks about calling him out on it, even closing what remains of their distance to kick him in the back of the knee, but the moment doesn’t call for it and Rin stays put a little while longer, quiet, still, unsure of what else he can say to move the evening along. They’ve accomplished what they set out here to do. Have a nice dinner, explore a bit of the nightlife, walk along the river until they’ve just about passed midnight. So... what’s stopping them from going back home? Mm... no. It’s not that simple. He’s still searching for something, a proper conclusion to this strange chapter in their relationship, but something tells Rin this isn’t as open and shut as most of their arguments or obstacles. It’ll take time. To process, learn, examine, understand. Yes, it’s in their nature to want results now, but for once, they won’t be able to rush ahead.

They need to take their time.

Sousuke’s question stays unanswered for some time then while Rin considers. Does he want him to? ... Well.

Finally, the silence breaks when Rin’s footsteps start up again, slowly making their way over until there’s barely a foot between them. He’s looking directly at Sousuke, still searching, watching, waiting...]


Do you want me to?

[What if... I kiss you instead?]
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[personal profile] sharkmaid 2017-12-29 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
[He knows what he's doing, knows it's stupid and will only end up dragging them around in circles. It's just... something he wanted to do, more to challenge than anything else. Did he expect to get an answer out of it? Maybe. Even just a shrug will suffice, vague as it might be. Whatever comes out of it, Rin isn't hesitant, and continues staring at Sousuke even when he raises his head to gaze back with that silent, unreadable expression.

Ok, so maybe a hair ruffle wasn't at the top of his list of expected reactions. But there it is, making him dip his head slightly and puff his cheeks like a bratty kid. Oy, and pushing at him too? What's all that about?]


Wh-- What're you talking about!? [And skinny dipping? He might be joking here, but that's still a weird thing to say, you know! With the mood lifted at any rate, Rin falls into step behind his shinki then right up beside him once they've made their way back to the trail towards the city, hands in his pockets, hair and clothes a bit windswept, his heart heavy. No, it doesn't feel good to leave the conversation incomplete, but if they want to make it home some time tonight, he'll have to learn to let it go. Sousuke's right anyway. They still don't know what they're doing or why. Something that close, that special... He doesn't want to be shallow.

So he walks and after heaving a sigh turns his attention up towards the night sky. ... Looks like they'll have no choice but to brush this under the rug for now.]
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[personal profile] sharkmaid 2017-12-30 10:37 am (UTC)(link)
[The side glare he gives Sousuke is judging, but he says nothing more about that skinny dipping nonsense, mostly for the sake of keeping his cheeks less... pink. Hmph. What he’s getting at... What else could he be getting at!? Bakasuke...

For a minute or two after, the world falls quiet with little more than the sound of pebbles and earth crunching beneath their shoes, and in that moment Rin feels the heaviness inside him finally beginning to settle. It spreads through his veins and into his legs, out his heels and into the ground where it’s left farther and farther behind... Maybe it’ll come back. An hour, two hours, several days ahead. He should feel anxious for that, but more than anything he thinks he’s too tired to be. A combination of eating, drinking and losing energy to so much adrenaline in the span of a couple hours. ... Usual fare for both of them, isn’t it?

Rin looks up again once Sousuke breaks the silence and for a while he’s unresponsive... until he purposefully steps closer on his next step, just close enough to lightly nudge at his best friend’s arm with his. It’s not meant to shove him or anything... after all, it’s too gentle for that. Affectionate? Mm... can’t say for sure.]


We will. [He’s making that a promise.] You should pick the place next time.
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[personal profile] sharkmaid 2018-01-02 11:30 am (UTC)(link)
[Truthfully, Rin wants to keep exploring Tokyo until his legs give out or they run out of things to discover, which ever comes first. Despite being a small town kid, he lives for new sights and experiences, so a city as bustling as this can’t possibly disappoint him. Still, even if his body can carry him hundreds of miles through these streets, his heart won’t let him venture any farther from where he and his shinki have already been. He wants to remain in familiar territory, safe territory, until they feel up to the challenge again. Together.

The air’s thick with an odd mixture of anticipation and exhaustion by the time they set foot on concrete again. Rin’s shoes might be scuffed, his clothes wrinkled. He’s since given up on straightening himself out though and while one hand reaches for Sousuke’s arm to prepare them for teleportation the other tugs at his tie until it hangs loosely from his collar.]


I don’t know them all. ... But I guess it couldn’t hurt to lead you around while we explore. Y’know, so you don’t end up lost.

[And hopefully before Sousuke can retort, Rin sets his castle in his mind’s eye, faces forward, and quickly propels them through time and space back to the second Shore. He chooses to save them some time on walking by teleporting right in front of their bedroom door. Quiet halls, dark corridors, a splash of pink highlighted by the silver moon in the windows... It still isn’t home, but it’ll do.]
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[personal profile] sharkmaid 2018-01-04 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
[Yes, he's really tugging on his tie out here in the open. It's not like anyone can see him! Well, except Sousuke, but it's nothing he isn't used to, right?

He'll just roll his eyes, unafraid of that scowl, and once they're finally through to the other side, Rin drops his hand from Sousuke's arm so he can raise both above his head in a lazy stretch. They haven't done much else except walk, eat and talk tonight, but he feels exhausted inside and out. Too exhausted to argue, even tease if Sousuke chooses now to get back at him for suggesting he lead him around the city. Thankfully, the subject doesn't come up again and with the sound of the doorknob he follows behind his shinki, hands already tugging off the rest of his tie so he can unbutton his vest and shirt in the darkness of their bedroom.]


Oh yeah. [he pipes up after he's gotten all the buttons of his shirt undone, white fabric now loose, pale skin exposed under the moon when he turns toward the bed.] You said you wanted to swim.

[He might be up for it... but only if Sousuke is.]
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[personal profile] sharkmaid 2018-01-04 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
[Rin might not be able to pinpoint what those little flare ups are when they come out of the blue, but they've jolted him out of enough calm and collective moments to warrant concern. It's not anger, not quite. Frustration... not exactly. Despite his curiosity though, Rin hasn't asked Sousuke a single question about it, considering the last time he approached him about it (more like barged in on him) they could barely look at each other for the rest of the day. He's never been uncomfortable with not knowing everything about his best friend before... but this is different. This is something he feels he needs to address before it spirals out of control.

Of course, he could just be throwing something insignificant out of proportion. For all he knows, this could be "normal." You know. Normal like stripping in front of each other, sleeping next to each other... kissing each other. Tsk. This whole night's been the exact opposite of normal.

Swimming might not be the best idea then. Might feel too out of place, too forced. There's no disagreement then when Sousuke flops over and sinks into bed. Actually, it's tempting to do the same. Dive in, hug his pillow, let sleep take over before his mind has the chance to keep him awake for another few restless hours. Well, ok, he might not dive in, but he does swing one knee up onto the mattress, ready to push and roll himself under the blanket, but with his hands propping himself up he has a better view of his shinki resting beside him. Hmph. Lazy idiot. He could at least take his vest off... or cover up before he gets too cold.

Unconsciously, his eyes wander, glancing at the bed, the window... the gentle rise and fall of Sousuke's chest beneath his shirt while he breathes. Tomorrow... You really should take your vest off... Staying here with him... Dammit, you'll get your shirt all wrinkly. Just take it off...

He acts before he can think twice, both knees hiking up so he can crawl over and plant his hands down on either side of Sousuke's head. Staring, watching, his eyes are like two glistening rubies against the shadows of his face.]


... You're saying stuff like that a lot lately. [Fingers twitch, curling into the sheets.] Swimming with me, cooking with me, staying with me... [あなたが好きです. ... Did he really say that back then too? As the god of love, he should know about this better than anyone and instinct tells him to search, dig deep into Sousuke's heart to uncover every last detail his powers will allow. What did you mean when you said that? What do you mean when you tell me these things?

Like always though, Rin restrains himself, but remains staring down at his shinki with hot intensity.]


... Why is it always me?
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[personal profile] sharkmaid 2018-01-05 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
[He's not sure what to make of that look once Sousuke opens his eyes. They've looked at each other hundreds of times, but this time... it feels different in a way he can't explain. Is it because of the heartfelt confessions or maybe it's only the kiss. Maybe it's both or something he's yet to uncover. Whatever the reason, he finds himself mirroring that gaze, eyes softening, focus flitting from his best friend's eyes to his cheeks and the way his bangs just barely touch his brows. ... Rin never wanted to admit he missed people when he left them behind, but every day from dusk to dawn, waking up and falling asleep in this same bed with the same body beside him... he knows he misses Sousuke. Yes, he's the same person. He has the same name, same voice, looks and personality. But deep inside him there's something missing and, in turn, it feels as if something's missing from Rin too.

They're balanced in every way except for their memories and it destroys him a little bit more each time he remembers. Of course he doesn't remember. He doesn't know why Rin looks at him the way he does, why he insists on carrying heavier things for him after they've gone grocery shopping, why he knows exactly what clothes to buy for him or what jokes he'll find the funniest. Of course he doesn't know... because he doesn't remember what they used to be. What they're supposed to be.

Rin doesn't answer the question and chooses instead to keep staring in silence, aware of the heat between them but helpless to address it. Why would he not talk about those things? No reason. He should. Because there's nothing wrong with them and Rin likes it when he says them. Secretly... he even cherishes them, because Sousuke's never been that open before, at least not about wanting to be with Rin. Simple things, everyday things, but... Sousuke wants to be a part of all that even now.

So then. Does it bother him?

It should. He should say it's too selfless of Sousuke to think that way. He should think more of what he wants and his dreams instead of revolving his decisions around Rin. In the end, it's not what Rin answers, and after offering a somewhat somber smile he once again fists his hands into the blankets, this time hard enough to just barely white his knuckles.]


That's the thing. [It's half amused, half disbelieving.] ... I do like it. [More than I can admit.]

But I know that makes me selfish.
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[personal profile] sharkmaid 2018-01-07 06:14 am (UTC)(link)
[Of course it bothers him. It bothers him every day. Knowing this one characteristic, out of all things, remains unchanged in his best friend even without his memories. He hoped he'd be more selfish, or at least learn to think about himself, what he wants, hopes for, dreams about... He worries being Rin's shinki might have morphed his mind somehow and led him to believe he's expendable so long as Rin, his god, stays alive. He worries he's contributing to that way of thinking simply by existing and that in some twisted way of fate he'll end up responsible for Sousuke's undoing... again. He'll hurt himself, sacrifice himself, destroy himself, all to see Rin safe and smiling. He doesn't get it, doesn't understand it... but no amount of fighting will bring Sousuke to stop.

So it's frustrating, wanting to redirect Sousuke's attention but cling to it all the same. Yes, it's stupid... but it's who Sousuke is. To focus on Rin was always his choice, his freedom. Who will he be if he tries to take that away? Guilty. Just as he'd be if he leaves it alone.

His chest aches, heavy and fluttering all at once. The feeling isn't unfamiliar, but it's rare, sudden, and not what he expects at a time like this. Just keep holding back. Keep looking forward, down, keep smiling so everything stays and nothing escalates anymore. But Rin's eyes betray him and with a strong yet gentle hand reaching for his face he knows he's never been more transparent to his best friend than he is now. As soon as bare skin touches bare skin, he sighs, frustrated but resigned, and shuts his eyes to find some calm in the darkness. Touching him. Holding him. Telling him it's fine, it's ok, I understand. Briefly the image of a much younger Sousuke flashes in his mind, snow falling between his eyes, a familiar blue and white scarf wrapped around his neck.

Is it really fine? Or are you only saying that because you don't want me to cry?

Rin's eyelids tremble before he forces himself to meet Sousuke's gaze a second time, and suddenly he's grown too aware of how hot his body is now that they're touching. Is he going crazy? He has to be... otherwise Sousuke's words wouldn't be moving him the way they do. The way he says them, his voice, his touch...

Embarrassed, Rin turns his head until his cheek brushes against the inside of the other swimmer's wrist, the cords in his neck straining, his breath and heart beat bringing red all the way to the tips of his ears.

I like it. Well...]


... I like you.

[Outside, the cherry blossoms fall still.]
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[personal profile] sharkmaid 2018-01-08 09:44 am (UTC)(link)
[He’s said too much. With three simple words, he’s hammered the last nail on his coffin and the smartest thing to do now would be to back away, find another room and pretend none of this ever happened. A normal reaction, considering his inexperience. After all, he’s said it countless times before: he might be a god, but before anything else he’s only a human boy. A teenager who still blushes furiously at the thought of holding someone’s hand. It shouldn’t be this clumsy. It was supposed to be sincere, romantic, intimate and true, not timid and withdrawn, hidden away in the shadows. Part of him thinks to do it again, do it properly... but he quickly dismisses the thought and holds his tongue, lips pursing against Sousuke’s skin. He doesn’t fit in his own body right now. His bones are too brittle, his skin too tight, his heart too heavy. He hasn’t even taken the chance to see Sousuke’s reaction at all.

This can’t be normal for you. You must be afraid. Just let me go and we’ll forget...

... how incredibly unfair of him not to listen.

But, really, Sousuke wouldn’t be himself if he did anything less.

In their combined heat, Rin shivers. His throat dips in a heavy swallow. His fingers fall numb, still clutching the wrinkled bedsheets for dear life. Truthfully, this isn’t normal for him either, and... sure. He’s afraid. Terrified, if he thinks hard enough about it. Because it must be easy to shatter this moment to pieces with anything. A wrong breath, a single tear, maybe even no movement at all. Their friendship can stand the test of time, but if it’s true that more exists... then they’ve never been so fragile. New and vulnerable, the fate of this relationship stands unstable, held together only by another kiss, another touch, and three weak words he isn’t sure he’s allowed to regret. Suddenly the room feels small. Their bed is too cramped, the space between them no longer exists. It’s only them... just them... as it was in the beginning.

We didn’t know what we were back then. Even now, sometimes it’s difficult to say. But from here on out... what will we be to each other?

What will I be to you?


Rin’s nature tells him to never wait for results. He should never ask questions. He should actively chase down his answers. So then... how can he be so restrained as they come together now, the position strange, the atmosphere frozen, the kiss... deep. Somehow he’s become focused, acutely aware of every bead of sweat as it seeps through his pores. Their lips both feel different. His are softer, Sousuke’s fuller. Parted, opening, wider and wider– He has his answer already. With the passion, the forwardness and the intensity, it can’t be anything else.

A rustle of fabric and Rin opens his eyes, the look in them dizzy as he tries to make sense of what he’s hearing. The chill on his shoulders tells him his shirt’s starting to fall away from his body, which... probably shouldn’t stop if he wants to cool down. One beat to consider, then he shrugs, letting the white dress shirt crumple around his shoulders before gracefully falling over both biceps, hard and flexed as he leans back a little more on his knees. What’s happening... What’s happening? No need to ask. No need to wait. His answer comes and he takes it with a greedy mouth, surprising even himself when he misjudges the distance and ends up mashing lips together with a clumsy click of teeth. He’s not suave enough to fix it quickly, but he can at least try to cover it up, right arm reaching to hook around Sousuke’s neck, teeth making way for his own tentative tongue to reach... then retreat at the last possible millisecond.

Long enough to breathe,]


Sousuke...

[... the trees quake. Blossoms continue to fall.]
Edited 2018-01-08 09:45 (UTC)
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[personal profile] sharkmaid 2018-01-09 08:35 am (UTC)(link)
[The longer this goes on, the more Rin's aware of how inexperienced he is. Teeth clicking is one thing, but he's still not sure how to angle his head or the right moments he's allowed to pull away for a breath. With most of his life devoted to reaching the international stage, there's... little room for anything else. His host family overseas asked him almost every season he returned if he'd yet found a girlfriend and every time he'd laugh... and look away. Wanting to run away, find something else, something more important to focus on instead of fantasy. Continue or turn away... The answer seems obvious. He's not used to it, he might not need it, therefore he's afraid of it and needs to run. But... Sousuke's never felt so warm. His body is inviting, his touch melts every muscle. Losing control like this shouldn't be... desirable.

And yet it is. Sousuke is. And just like that he remembers he's not only inexperienced, he's also just a kid with enough curiosities to keep his eyes glued open at night. In his mind the moments were usually quick. Not much thought, not much emotion. Only raw sounds and movement, something readily available to think about and keep his mind occupied until he'd finally fall asleep. But Rin doesn't want to treat this as an afterthought. He needs to be patient, hesitant, careful, because... he wants to learn. He wants to be better.

If this happens again tomorrow, he wants it to be memorable.

Mm... listen to him. Already thinking ahead to tomorrow when they've barely started today, or so it feels. Time and space don't exist in this strange, hazy void. For all Rin knows, the sun's already rising and they've spent every waking hour tripping over themselves. ... Is that supposed to happen too? When his heart feels so full it just might burst... Is he supposed to be this out of touch with anything and everyone except the one he loves? His face burns at the thought, right as his name fills the empty space, and with that combined desire and awkwardness his lips part with a short intake of breath, shaking, warm... electric. Is this what it has to be, are they as they should be?

... Is he in love with his best friend?

Too late he feels the gaps in his fingers fill up and when he tries to squeeze down into his palm he ends up biting into the back of Sousuke's hand instead, blunt nails leaving shallow, crescent shaped grooves on the surface. His hand. He's holding... Rin's hand. And he's kissing him and touching him and saying his name--

It comes out like a gasp, breathy and surprised.]


Sousuke--!

[Rin's overwhelmed when he pulls away, body tipping to the side so he can try to flop into his pillow for a moment of rest. But because Sousuke's made sure to hold on tightly, he can't let go of his hand, so there's an awkward stretch between their arms that hurts his elbow and twists his wrist. He'll tolerate it though if it means he can rest his head. Anything's a welcome distraction from whatever he's now feeling in the lowest pit of his stomach. Tugging, hot, tight as a coil... Rin curls his legs in closer to himself, making sure to press his knees together as tightly as he can. If he doesn't, that strange feeling will only keep traveling... lower.

Unconsciously he squeezes Sousuke's hand, perhaps seeking comfort or something to help steady his pulse. He won't stop racing. Rushing, running... If he didn't pull away, he could have gone too far, too soon.

This isn't a race, Rin. Take your time. Take it easy. ... Don't mess up.

... he tries again.]


... Sousuke. [Softer, quieter, less panicked than before so he can (hopefully) catch his partner's attention. Resting on his side, heaving body bathed in moonlight and pink shadows, Rin peeks out from around his hair to where he left Sousuke before. Hopefully he's not mad. Or discouraged. Or both.] Um... [Stop looking at his lips. Stop biting yours.]

Maybe... we shouldn't do that upside down.
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[personal profile] sharkmaid 2018-01-11 07:55 am (UTC)(link)
[Has he always been this warm? No. He’s pretty sure he hasn’t. It’s only because of the circumstances that he’s changed, curled up into a hot, embarrassed, excited mess. Physically, it’s true Sousuke’s contributed to that, but there’s also the bond between god and shinki he has to consider. What Sousuke feels, Rin feels. Heat on top of heat, one raw emotion overlapping the other. It’s no wonder his heart feels about ready to burst. He’s pushing the limit of what his body can hold. Knowing that, at least he can focus on settling down. Maybe. If he takes deep breaths and shuts his eyes, settles a free hand over his chest to understand why his heartbeat won’t come back down... But then he’s looking at Sousuke again, the link between their fingers, and his body no longer rests within his control. When they battle together, the situation is different. He can channel their combined energy and passion into power, swift attacks, success. Here... what can he do?

Well... he supposes there’s only one thing. And that’s what they’ve been doing for the last minute already.

Another moment passes and Rin finds himself staring at their joined hands. The way they fit like puzzle pieces, the strength yet gentleness keeping them from slipping apart. Without much thought, he absently brushes the back of Sousuke’s palm with the pad of his thumb. Still warm. Still excited.

Still a little scary.

Ever the risk taker though, of course Sousuke choose those next words before he’s even caught his breath, and at first Rin can only stare, eyes slowly peeking up at his partner’s face. Studying. Analyzing. Making sense of what he can while he can still see clearly. Want to... again? Again and again... How many again’s will they give themselves before the sun finally rises? Weakly, he manages a light scoff. Listen to him. Overwhelmed by something most other people barely bat an eyelash to. Still. Here they are. And there Sousuke is, owning his heartstrings, wanting more, wanting again and again and again until, for once tonight, they can be satisfied. Whatever that means.

He’s still panting when he follows the curve of Sousuke’s wrist up along his forearm, then with one more flutter outside their window, he answers.]


... Come closer. [Can’t accomplish much of anything when they’re still not properly face to face.]

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