(Watch as Ren makes that fantasy reality, ready to tell Akechi first thing in the morning just how beautiful the man in his arms truly is. Deep down, Ren knows Akechi will never truly listen, but he finds it that the more he says it, the more the other might at least accept that he believes what he says.
Arms close around Akechi's slender figure, kisses this close from deepening the kiss and still craving for contact when they part. His hand circles around his back, stopping between Akechi's shoulder blades where he caress.
Ah, that movement he's making? Ren's very acquainted with it, and while he could not truly grasp a word of what Akechi's said, he's more than interested-- ah, it's for his face? He should have paid attention, and he snorts at the exchange.)
It's been a while since I've seen you do that motion. If I weren't dead, you'd see something.
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Arms close around Akechi's slender figure, kisses this close from deepening the kiss and still craving for contact when they part. His hand circles around his back, stopping between Akechi's shoulder blades where he caress.
Ah, that movement he's making? Ren's very acquainted with it, and while he could not truly grasp a word of what Akechi's said, he's more than interested-- ah, it's for his face? He should have paid attention, and he snorts at the exchange.)
It's been a while since I've seen you do that motion. If I weren't dead, you'd see something.