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[ at first, the hummed agreement, the deepened kiss, the small displays of care as tsukasa toys with his hair—leo allows himself to fall into those first, his toes practically curling at the feel of it all, something not quite like a groan rising from the back of his throat as he kisses tsukasa back.
to feel nothing but him, to think of nothing but him—that's great. the tension in leo's stomach coils as he's shifted, and then there's pressure, and—
—the thought that he could headbutt tsukasa, probably.
but this wouldn't be the knight he fell in love with if he wasn't going to be a little shit, so perhaps leo should've expected this... it's amusing, aggravating, a lot of things. leo's not to the point where he's going to writhe and beg, but
but he does squirm a bit, a hand trailing to tsukasa's shoulder and gripping there, maybe a little harder than necessary. vocalizing what he's thinking isn't really possible with a mouth on his, with his determination to meet tsukasa's tongue as much as he can, so he'll have to settle with this.
move. ]
to feel nothing but him, to think of nothing but him—that's great. the tension in leo's stomach coils as he's shifted, and then there's pressure, and—
—the thought that he could headbutt tsukasa, probably.
but this wouldn't be the knight he fell in love with if he wasn't going to be a little shit, so perhaps leo should've expected this... it's amusing, aggravating, a lot of things. leo's not to the point where he's going to writhe and beg, but
but he does squirm a bit, a hand trailing to tsukasa's shoulder and gripping there, maybe a little harder than necessary. vocalizing what he's thinking isn't really possible with a mouth on his, with his determination to meet tsukasa's tongue as much as he can, so he'll have to settle with this.
move. ]
[ is leo surprised that tsukasa enjoys teasing him as much as leo loves teasing him? honestly no, because they've been together this long, and sometimes these things just happen, sometimes you just know the little shit isn't actually sorry for pushing it. leo could, however, still headbutt him for that.
he won't though. as tsukasa's moving now and, even if it's just a finger, that plus the additional mark leo's being given and the arousal that's been mounting, makes those sounds that tsukasa had been wishing for come out rather easily.
a number of breathless gasps, a moment where he cranes his neck to give tsukasa more space to do what he likes, where his hand runs from tsukasa's shoulder down his arm, nails raking lightly against skin, and—
—and he shifts a little in time with that rhythm, looking for more, until he manages to say: ]
Tsukasa, [ hardly steady, squeezed out between shallow moans ] A little more—
[ guess who's being demanding again ]
he won't though. as tsukasa's moving now and, even if it's just a finger, that plus the additional mark leo's being given and the arousal that's been mounting, makes those sounds that tsukasa had been wishing for come out rather easily.
a number of breathless gasps, a moment where he cranes his neck to give tsukasa more space to do what he likes, where his hand runs from tsukasa's shoulder down his arm, nails raking lightly against skin, and—
—and he shifts a little in time with that rhythm, looking for more, until he manages to say: ]
Tsukasa, [ hardly steady, squeezed out between shallow moans ] A little more—
[ guess who's being demanding again ]
[ it's a slow descent, little by little, and leo's finding he's struggling at the borderline of being there and not, at the same time. he's usually the patient type, somewhat (mostly due to the fact he doesn't linger on anything), yet he's also selectively impatient about some things; the slow way that tsukasa unravels him is one of those things in that list. of course, he loves it, too — the way he's driven to focus on the results of tsukasa's own concentration, his skin set alight by every touch.
and the jolt he gets from the heat of tsukasa's mouth, the feel of his fingers that he's adjusting and adjusted to, gets leo's back arching off the bed somewhat. he doesn't think it's possible to be still, not with the way there's so much building in him. his breath is a stutter, intermingled with the soft noises falling from his lips, and the feel of his hands grasping for any part of tsukasa he can reach. his eyes flutter shut, face flushed.
he's pulled, pulled, pulled, by every single motion of tsukasa's, like a magnet — ]
H...aha, [ a pant turns into a laugh, weak and coated in every single emotion leo's feeling right now ] you're really — gonna turn me crazy, Tsu—
[ it's too slow still, sinking him but not quite drowning, and it really is pushing him. the way he says what he says implies he still needs more, of course, but he doesn't ask out loud.
not yet, anyway. ]
and the jolt he gets from the heat of tsukasa's mouth, the feel of his fingers that he's adjusting and adjusted to, gets leo's back arching off the bed somewhat. he doesn't think it's possible to be still, not with the way there's so much building in him. his breath is a stutter, intermingled with the soft noises falling from his lips, and the feel of his hands grasping for any part of tsukasa he can reach. his eyes flutter shut, face flushed.
he's pulled, pulled, pulled, by every single motion of tsukasa's, like a magnet — ]
H...aha, [ a pant turns into a laugh, weak and coated in every single emotion leo's feeling right now ] you're really — gonna turn me crazy, Tsu—
[ it's too slow still, sinking him but not quite drowning, and it really is pushing him. the way he says what he says implies he still needs more, of course, but he doesn't ask out loud.
not yet, anyway. ]
[ rude. but it's true, truer now — because how else is leo supposed to keep his mind on anything but this when the pace is so aggravating, a mirror of the slow way he'd tried to take tsukasa apart, but worse somehow.
forget sanity.
and as leo opens an eye to meet the way tsukasa licks his lips, he knows he's almost completely gone, knows that tsukasa's aware of such a fact, of everything he's doing. not that there was any doubt about that. he almost obliges, almost completely does slip, a small exhale escaping with those kisses that linger lower and lower, the pace that increases and increases and doesn't.
and he throws his head back a little. the next thing coming out of his lips can be best described as something like a frustrated growl, yes, because it's leo, and because he knows he's pliable in tsukasa's hands, that even though he's teasing a little in turn and trying to make tsukasa work a little for a result like that, he's questioning the worth of that more and more.
then tsukasa's fingers hit him in a way that rips a moan from his throat, and he stops questioning. it's a taste of his peak, and leo's tired of waiting, tired of this pace that goes everywhere and nowhere. he shifts downwards, moves — like he's the one dictating the speed, like his plan is, simply and crudely put, to fuck himself on tsukasa's fingers if this is how it's going to go.
but, finally, he bends. he sighs out: ]
Okay. [ his heart, pounding, his arousal burning and — suou is such a handful, always. ] Mm, okay — Tsukasa, just... more. More, okay?
[ unraveled, that's what he is, so that's a success. ]
forget sanity.
and as leo opens an eye to meet the way tsukasa licks his lips, he knows he's almost completely gone, knows that tsukasa's aware of such a fact, of everything he's doing. not that there was any doubt about that. he almost obliges, almost completely does slip, a small exhale escaping with those kisses that linger lower and lower, the pace that increases and increases and doesn't.
and he throws his head back a little. the next thing coming out of his lips can be best described as something like a frustrated growl, yes, because it's leo, and because he knows he's pliable in tsukasa's hands, that even though he's teasing a little in turn and trying to make tsukasa work a little for a result like that, he's questioning the worth of that more and more.
then tsukasa's fingers hit him in a way that rips a moan from his throat, and he stops questioning. it's a taste of his peak, and leo's tired of waiting, tired of this pace that goes everywhere and nowhere. he shifts downwards, moves — like he's the one dictating the speed, like his plan is, simply and crudely put, to fuck himself on tsukasa's fingers if this is how it's going to go.
but, finally, he bends. he sighs out: ]
Okay. [ his heart, pounding, his arousal burning and — suou is such a handful, always. ] Mm, okay — Tsukasa, just... more. More, okay?
[ unraveled, that's what he is, so that's a success. ]
[ ah. if it's not tsukasa's marking that gets him bucking his hips upwards, with how close he is to touching the part of him that's throbbing, it's when tsukasa lets his mouth take over that he does. shamelessly, leo breath hitches, then he groans, as tsukasa gives him exactly what he asked for.
it's almost too much, an overload on his senses, to the point where he isn't quite sure whether to draw himself to tsukasa's fingers or into his mouth. right now, all he knows is that he feels as if he's going to burst, full of love and lust as he is at the moment.
his eyes shut again, his sounds released in an unstable shiver, fingers gripping the sheets. but he needs to move again, needs to touch tsukasa, so they move to grip hair instead — strands bunched between his fingers. how affected he is is obvious, judging from the way he struggles to grasp anything at first. ]
Suo.
[ it's the name that comes easiest in leo's repertoire of one million nicknames he has for tsukasa, fingers tugging, and at some point he finds the strength to open his eyes, to look at tsukasa with his mouth around his erection, beautiful and knocking him down.
the way he calls him his, the way his mouth feels, his fingers feel— ]
Suo... Please—
[ ah.
there.
look how impatient leo is. ]
it's almost too much, an overload on his senses, to the point where he isn't quite sure whether to draw himself to tsukasa's fingers or into his mouth. right now, all he knows is that he feels as if he's going to burst, full of love and lust as he is at the moment.
his eyes shut again, his sounds released in an unstable shiver, fingers gripping the sheets. but he needs to move again, needs to touch tsukasa, so they move to grip hair instead — strands bunched between his fingers. how affected he is is obvious, judging from the way he struggles to grasp anything at first. ]
Suo.
[ it's the name that comes easiest in leo's repertoire of one million nicknames he has for tsukasa, fingers tugging, and at some point he finds the strength to open his eyes, to look at tsukasa with his mouth around his erection, beautiful and knocking him down.
the way he calls him his, the way his mouth feels, his fingers feel— ]
Suo... Please—
[ ah.
there.
look how impatient leo is. ]
[ he laughs at the first comment, because this is how they operate. soft comments then jabs or sass, which amuse him for just a moment — shorter, this time, because they're on the topic of ruka and leo's feelings on this are still terribly Complicated.
he's nonsensical on a good day, good luck trying to tag his feelings appropriately on matters that confuse even him.
now, he takes tsukasa's hand, humming. there is a bit of a look at the "shame" part of that, because. because watch yourself, tsukasa suou, but leo doesn't flare up again.
instead: ]
I dunno, [ and then rubbing soft circles into the skin with his thumb. ] Just don't act too different? I don't want Ruka to get hurt, but she really likes you, you know? Not just like that.
[ tsukinaga magnet. ]
he's nonsensical on a good day, good luck trying to tag his feelings appropriately on matters that confuse even him.
now, he takes tsukasa's hand, humming. there is a bit of a look at the "shame" part of that, because. because watch yourself, tsukasa suou, but leo doesn't flare up again.
instead: ]
I dunno, [ and then rubbing soft circles into the skin with his thumb. ] Just don't act too different? I don't want Ruka to get hurt, but she really likes you, you know? Not just like that.
[ tsukinaga magnet. ]
[ that is really fooking rude. he's not even screaming about aliens right now? he loves tsukasa and ruka a lot??? give him credit here, look how SANE he's being
nah
he can't help it, his brow does twitch a little bit with the reminder of what predicament they're in coming out of tsukasa's mouth...... sure, he said that himself just a moment ago. it's different when he says it? totally.
( ruka why did you give tsukasa more ammo. )
but, no, it's all the truth. including ruka liking tsukasa, and. like, considering his position, it's not like he can really think of something to make someone like tsukasa less..... ]
Mmmmmm... It'd be pretty weird if I could think up of something for that, huh? I mean, I'm a genius, but even then...! [ ... whatever, he'll admit it! because again, it's true, and it's not like leo's bashful to let tsukasa know how much he likes him. being a terrible tsundere because ruka's involved aside.
excuse him as his lips press in thought, brow furrowing again. ]
Time...?
[ except that went so well for him right
wtf ]
nah
he can't help it, his brow does twitch a little bit with the reminder of what predicament they're in coming out of tsukasa's mouth...... sure, he said that himself just a moment ago. it's different when he says it? totally.
( ruka why did you give tsukasa more ammo. )
but, no, it's all the truth. including ruka liking tsukasa, and. like, considering his position, it's not like he can really think of something to make someone like tsukasa less..... ]
Mmmmmm... It'd be pretty weird if I could think up of something for that, huh? I mean, I'm a genius, but even then...! [ ... whatever, he'll admit it! because again, it's true, and it's not like leo's bashful to let tsukasa know how much he likes him. being a terrible tsundere because ruka's involved aside.
excuse him as his lips press in thought, brow furrowing again. ]
Time...?
[ except that went so well for him right
wtf ]
[ tsukasa is the worst.
well, no, he isn't. in the moment it's always rather difficult to really appreciate the care tsukasa puts into what he does, especially when he does things like chuckle and tease and it's completely frustrating but also a bit amusing.
but mostly frustrating. there's no reprieve, tsukasa's lips on his neck, his face flushed. leo's fingers unravel from tsukasa's hair then, a weak laugh escaping from his throat in turn, tinges of his obvious impatience, slight annoyance and want around the edges of the sound.
he's recovered, but not really. ]
Hey, making me say it out loud when you already know is pretty mean, you know? I even said please.
[ he's so polite? so polite.
except his hands are free now so he reaches down, and with no warning he seeks to circle his fingers around tsukasa's length, though not before his fingers trail feather-soft touches down his skin. ]
well, no, he isn't. in the moment it's always rather difficult to really appreciate the care tsukasa puts into what he does, especially when he does things like chuckle and tease and it's completely frustrating but also a bit amusing.
but mostly frustrating. there's no reprieve, tsukasa's lips on his neck, his face flushed. leo's fingers unravel from tsukasa's hair then, a weak laugh escaping from his throat in turn, tinges of his obvious impatience, slight annoyance and want around the edges of the sound.
he's recovered, but not really. ]
Hey, making me say it out loud when you already know is pretty mean, you know? I even said please.
[ he's so polite? so polite.
except his hands are free now so he reaches down, and with no warning he seeks to circle his fingers around tsukasa's length, though not before his fingers trail feather-soft touches down his skin. ]
... It feels really wrong not giving Ruka-tan what she wants, ahhh--
[ the WOES OF A SISCON. so absorbed he is on the horrible reality that is ruka being displeased or sad or anything negative that he almost doesn't zero in on tsukasa's amusement, and then his distress at the realization that hey, you are now doomed to have tsukinaga leo in your place of residence way more than you probably want.
... except he actually doesn't zero in on that at all, so he just shakes his head, and then nods. ]
--I guess that's how it's gotta go for now. [ he seems pensive for a moment, until something strikes him, his mood switching from serious to more light pretty quickly. standard king, really-- ] Haha, maybe with all this practice I'll be able to avoid your security sometime!
[ silver linings??? who says that
the headache is definitely deserved ]
[ the WOES OF A SISCON. so absorbed he is on the horrible reality that is ruka being displeased or sad or anything negative that he almost doesn't zero in on tsukasa's amusement, and then his distress at the realization that hey, you are now doomed to have tsukinaga leo in your place of residence way more than you probably want.
... except he actually doesn't zero in on that at all, so he just shakes his head, and then nods. ]
--I guess that's how it's gotta go for now. [ he seems pensive for a moment, until something strikes him, his mood switching from serious to more light pretty quickly. standard king, really-- ] Haha, maybe with all this practice I'll be able to avoid your security sometime!
[ silver linings??? who says that
the headache is definitely deserved ]
[ what
sorry, now it's his time to look a little disgruntled at that. front door? normal person? what? what? sure, it's tsukasa's house, and sure, it's not like leo wants to cause all that trouble in the manor (which he wouldn't, if he didn't get caught, so--) but--
--where's the inspiration in going in through the front door? ]
Huh?
[ just
baffled at first. as if that's sinking in. and then, slightly more energetic-- ]
Huuuuh?! That's boring, isn't it? If starting a bit of a ruckus is the problem, it should be fine if you sneak in with me to explain, right? Me and you, right over the fence... alley-oop! ☆ That gets the heart going way more...!
[ not for the reasons leo's thinking probably ]
sorry, now it's his time to look a little disgruntled at that. front door? normal person? what? what? sure, it's tsukasa's house, and sure, it's not like leo wants to cause all that trouble in the manor (which he wouldn't, if he didn't get caught, so--) but--
--where's the inspiration in going in through the front door? ]
Huh?
[ just
baffled at first. as if that's sinking in. and then, slightly more energetic-- ]
Huuuuh?! That's boring, isn't it? If starting a bit of a ruckus is the problem, it should be fine if you sneak in with me to explain, right? Me and you, right over the fence... alley-oop! ☆ That gets the heart going way more...!
[ not for the reasons leo's thinking probably ]
[ super polite, super straightforward. in an even bigger show of straightforward, leo is incredibly responsive to the kiss, all grins and light hums and hands trailing up to lay on tsukasa's shoulders.
that rough bit of breath doesn't escape him, and he says-- ]
Mm... It's better to let your mind run free, but once in a while...
[ he can answer clearly and say what he needs to without implying it, or forgetting it, or being generally confusing.
clearer than even that is the way leo shudders as tsukasa moves, fingers pressing tighter against tsukasa's shoulder. that's the end of leo's directness, at least vocally, in words; the way he responds to the question asked is his eyes sliding shut with the smallest sounds of affirmation, returning tsukasa's smile with his own.
it isn't it, but it's getting there. ]
You said my point was clear, right?
that rough bit of breath doesn't escape him, and he says-- ]
Mm... It's better to let your mind run free, but once in a while...
[ he can answer clearly and say what he needs to without implying it, or forgetting it, or being generally confusing.
clearer than even that is the way leo shudders as tsukasa moves, fingers pressing tighter against tsukasa's shoulder. that's the end of leo's directness, at least vocally, in words; the way he responds to the question asked is his eyes sliding shut with the smallest sounds of affirmation, returning tsukasa's smile with his own.
it isn't it, but it's getting there. ]
You said my point was clear, right?
[ for the same reasons leo isn't dating a fucking emotional mess like wataru "is this even the same dimension" hibiki who'll go with his dumbass ideas no problem because they're not even as weird as he is
balancing each other is nice. easy answers are nicer, which is why leo responds to tsukasa's worries in a way that makes it seem like what he's saying should've been the simplest solution in the world? it's 1 plus 1, what he says, that is-- ]
Uh... Then don't get caught?
[ d'UH????
all blank looks and tilted head, this one. ]
balancing each other is nice. easy answers are nicer, which is why leo responds to tsukasa's worries in a way that makes it seem like what he's saying should've been the simplest solution in the world? it's 1 plus 1, what he says, that is-- ]
Uh... Then don't get caught?
[ d'UH????
all blank looks and tilted head, this one. ]
[ there's his heart hammering in his chest and he shifts slightly when he feels tsukasa in him, then on him with the kiss, all around him—
—there isn't much of an adjustment period, and no discomfort at all given, again, the care tsukasa puts into everything... and it's here that leo can acknowledge that as he pulls tsukasa closer, arms thrown over his shoulders, as close as close can be while they kiss and he almost laughs with tsukasa's moan and the feeling of love that overcomes him so suddenly.
but he doesn't, because it's a small groan that comes out instead, his toes curling. when one kiss breaks, leo's quick to grab another, whispering breathlessly between them: ]
Tsu...
[ a trail off there, words unsaid. a love, in a new way that he's become accustomed to just having, and that's his own little quiet bit of approval, and a confession—
how he's come to love being uninhibited like this, pliant underneath tsukasa's touch. ]
—there isn't much of an adjustment period, and no discomfort at all given, again, the care tsukasa puts into everything... and it's here that leo can acknowledge that as he pulls tsukasa closer, arms thrown over his shoulders, as close as close can be while they kiss and he almost laughs with tsukasa's moan and the feeling of love that overcomes him so suddenly.
but he doesn't, because it's a small groan that comes out instead, his toes curling. when one kiss breaks, leo's quick to grab another, whispering breathlessly between them: ]
Tsu...
[ a trail off there, words unsaid. a love, in a new way that he's become accustomed to just having, and that's his own little quiet bit of approval, and a confession—
how he's come to love being uninhibited like this, pliant underneath tsukasa's touch. ]
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