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[ Ronald is right. There is something addicting about kissing now that he's had a taste of it, and it leaves him wanting, his heart giving a flickering bump in his chest. The other male's lips are soft. When a deeper kiss is initiated, Watanuki obeys the call, mouth opening, tongue drawing the other in to kiss him deeper. ]

[ Goodness how did he end up like this again? Not that it's a bad thing. He's taking pleasure in how responsive Watanuki's being throughout all this, after all. Maybe he was right about the 'leaving them wanting' part. It seems to be working.

He turns his head ever so slightly just so he can press in a bit deeper. His tongue welcomes the invitation, wearing the other's lower lip with the lightest suck and nip before slipping in to tease his tongue in turn. It's evident his own heart's racing and maybe Watanuki wouldn't mind if he pressed in closer ever so slightly, his hand moving from the table to the other's thigh. ]

[ Dangerous. Playing with fire. It only made the kiss all the more enjoyable, and the hand trailing along his thigh made his face heat up. There was something special about kissing the man who gave you your first kiss. Ron had a part of him always, now. ]

[ His own hands lifted, resting on Ronald's chest, sliding slowly up and along it. One hand and it's slender fingers touched the other man’s face. ]

[ He'll draw that hand back. That's fire he isn't eager to be playing with just yet after all. Tempting as it is, he's already said he isn't that kind of cad. It's definitely not something he's eager to pursue for a fling. Maybe.

He does pull back, turning his head to run a slow line of kisses down his palm and over his wrist with the smallest teasing smirk. ]

Blimey, I thought you said you weren't easy...?

[ He doesn't pull away completely though, letting his lips linger near that teasing spot of flesh just past his sleeve. ]

[ And then his hand yanked away from Ronald's chest and gave him a quick one inch punch right on the gut. ]

You’re gonna really be the god of death when I kill you.

[ Now THAT is definitely something he wasn't expecting. There's a cough as he takes the punch, reeling back slightly. But he isn't insulted or hurt in the least. He's actually laughing. ]

You've quite the punch for a lad of your build.

[ And a chuckle as he straightens up. ]

I dunno mate... you can't really kill the dead again, now can you...?

I'm capable of more than you think!

Insult Guanyin and I'll show you no mercy.

[ I am tough darn it! ]

Blimey, then where would I be?

[ Oh, there was no doubt that the guy was tough. After all, it takes a certain something to be willing to punch a reaper in the stomach... even more a reaper who got promoted to be an actual death god. ]

Then again, it's mercy that got us in this in the first place.

Hmph. Don't blame my virtue.

[ But his two-toned eyes flicker across Ron's face, a show of gold and sapphire blue. There was a faint hum. ]

Thank you.

Wasn't blaming anything. S'just stating it as it was! If you didn't bother throwing a lonely reaper some compassion, you wouldn't have anyone to snog.

[ But he's just teasing at this point. He'll head back to his seat though. No sense tempting another kiss. Though he does give the smallest look at that thanks, causing him to tilt his head in the manner of a confused golden retriever. ]

What're you thanking me for?

For being there for me. [ And his face showed his seriousness, kisses aside. ] Back in my world, I...

[ His mismatched eyes glimpsed down at his hands, which were now folded together on the table in front of his barely-touched plate of food. But he shook his head. ]

Thank you. [ And he looked up to him. ] Someone actually recognizes someone like me exists.

[ Maybe actually being attractive to spirits might be a good thing apparently, if this is anything to go by.

He does manage the smallest smile back though, reaching over again to close his hand over the other's. ]

Least I could do, mate. You did the same for me even if we were strangers and even if we haven't known each other long, I'd be lying if I didn't say I've started to have a bit of a fondness for you.

hoping you didnt get caught up in that scuffle downtown
dunno what happened but
its something big
looks like a demons involved
please say youre alright

[ Dude this is a bit somber even for you. ]

[ There is a looooong span of time before you get a text back. ]

Sorry
I got hurt helping people but I'm fine
thank you for asking
...Are you okay?

yeah
just making sure
listen
i know its late but think you can spare a bit of the evening?
theres something ive to talk to you about

Of course I'll make time for you.
Don't scare me, though
You act like it's going to be something awful
Come over when you're ready

depends on your definition of awful sweetheart
ill be over in a bit.

[ No worries he's not gonna show up missing another arm. It isn't THAT bad, right?

He does show up slightly scuffed up but nothing's missing, nothing's bleeding. He's just shown up, stumbling out of the shadows like he normally does with a distinctly troubled look on his face. And would you believe he's actually on time? Ten minutes on time. ]

[ When he opens the door, he's got a small bandage on his face and a couple on his arm, but he looked all right, otherwise. He opens the door wide to let him inside... but he's already fussing, as he does. ]

You're so dirty... you said you were okay! [ He's dusting off Ron's shoulders. ] And then you come into my house looking so roughed up...

Ah, if I see whoever did this to you I'll mop their faces with... a mop!

Buggering hell mate, you're one to talk. You're the one with a plaster on.

[ He does manage the smallest laugh though as he's getting dusted off before stepping over and -- oh, what the hell.

His hand's moved under Watanuki's chin to tip it up as he leans in and kisses him suddenly. He's taking his time with it, releasing his chin to move that arm around his waist to pull him close and keep the other against him. It's clear his heart is racing for some reason and there's the thought at the back of his head that he might get suckerpunched but it's so worth it right now. ]

[ Oh-- ]

[ He wasn't expecting the kiss, nor how he was pulled into the other, so his own heart skips a little beat as he's suddenly swept into one. His eyes are wide for a moment before he closes them. ]

[ But, he parts first, hands resting on Ron's shoulders. ]

That was... [ A beat. ] Unexpected. I mean...

Not... unwelcomed, I guess, but... [ Blushing. He's blushing, and his ears are following through with it too. ]

[ He's just... not gonna let go for a moment. Gah he's not supposed to be doing this. He's a player, dammit! He's played the game, played so many rounds of it it's gotten stale and boring and just a way to pass the time.

So when did he start getting attached...? ]

Yeah... well... wasn't sure if I'd ever get to do that again.

[ Insert small apologetic smile. ]

He's back.

[ There's a slow blink as he remains in Ron's arm. His fingers slide gently along the front of his chest. ]

Back? Who's back?

Edited 2016-10-17 04:59 (UTC)

[ Geh he's just going to indulge a moment, resting slightly closer on the pretense of being unable to stand straight. Fatigue? Yeah, sure. Battle fatigue sounds like a great excuse right about now. Let's go with that. ]

Yuki's back. I.. should prolly be happy about that but...

[ And a chuckle as he locks eyes with the other. ]

Part of me feels like you had to know.

Yuki...

[ Oh. Oh. That's right. The one that Ron... was with. His hands gently rub along the front of Ron's body, letting him lean into him. He wasn't... sure how to feel, but... ]

That's a good thing, though. [ He looked up at him. ] You wanted him to come back and now he is back.

[ There was a small smile. ]

I'm happy for you. Good timing, too.

Timing, eh?

[ And he does manage the smallest smile. Manage. Like he's really trying. But he's not too eager to pull away just yet. He highly doubts he wants to at this point. ]

Yeah, I wanted him back. Least I wouldn't have to wait too long to say h'lo again but...

[ Come ON man, you're used to this! You're supposed to be! ]

I'd be fibbing if I didn't say I'd miss you.

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text; evening - May 6 | TIME TO RIP THE BANDAID OFF

SOBZ

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