Should I....?

[The second that Tsukasa's mouth isn't preoccupied, he challenges. Just as Leo will push against him, he'll push back. Relentlessly. In every way that he knows how.

Talk about demanding.

Even with Leo's hand in his hair, asking him for more, goading him on and certainly Tsukasa will oblige soon - but not soon enough. He pulls back just enough to properly hover over Leo, eyes half-lidded and rebellious.]

I don't know if I would call it shy.... [it was definitely shy] but rather, I changed my mind? After my leader clearly wanted something of me.

[and now the true test of his self-control. he leans down then, pressing his lips against Leo's. A brief, fleeting ghost of a kiss.]

My king.

[another, firmer, lingering.]

My lord.

[another, just barely pulling back to whisper against Leo's lips-]

My beloved.

[the last gets lost in kiss after kiss, Tsukasa's grip completely loosening. so much for self-control--

but could be be blamed? when he's so sure that Leo's lips taste like candy and Tsukasa has always had a terrible sweet tooth

still, somewhere in the middle of it, he gasps:]

My Leo.