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[truthstranger]

Buy one?

[ Well, he knew Ouma had a lot of money, but there's still a difference between knowing that intellectually and realizing he could just buy a house. So it takes him a moment even on that part before— ]

'We'? Do you mean for all three of us?

[fabling]

Nope, I mean just you and me while we leave Momota-chan in the dust for being a dumbass today. [ He pauses, and there’s something odd in his expression like it’s something he hasn’t really made the face for it before. ] Yeah, for all three of us.

[truthstranger]

Well, you might have meant just you and him. I wasn't invited, after all.

[ He's teasing, though, his voice too obviously giddy for it to come off anything but happy. ]

I'd... really like that.

[fabling]

[ He smiles, eyes closing as he leans in closer to him. ]

Yeah... [ It’s really warm and pleasant like this too, and despite trying to hold it in the bubbles from before have returned—just in time for him to fulfil that promise from before (of punishing him when he least expects it) and for him to lean up just enough to bite the space just above Shuichi’s collar. ]

[truthstranger]

Ah!

[ It's a surprised yelp; of course he had dressed down a bit for lying around in his apartment at 3am reading, so for once he isn't covered all the way up the neck, no jacket and his shirt collar unbuttoned. Plenty of room to bite. ]

O-Ouma-kun?!

[fabling]

[ Plenty of room to bite and it be easy to hide later -- unlike someone else. He keeps his mouth there a moment longer though, sucking on the skin then licking it after. When he pulls back he looks pretty proud of himself. ]

Now you're sufficiently punished.

[truthstranger]

[ He shivers very noticeably as Ouma sucking on his neck sends bolts of sensation through him. ]

A-Ah... mm. You know, if that's what happens when you're mad at me...

[fabling]

[ He peers up at him, lips twitching like he’s trying to not laugh. They’re both giving away too much on how he can get away with things here. ]

What are you going to do, Saihara-chan?

[truthstranger]

...Well, probably not actually make you mad, at least not intentionally. But that's... certainly not discouraging me.

[fabling]

Aaaaaand what if rewards are even better?

[truthstranger]

T-Then I suppose... that's a better incentive.

[fabling]

[ He grins up at him. ]

What kind of reward is Saihara-chan thinking about, I wonder?

[truthstranger]

[ He turns a deeper red. ]

...Whatever it is, it's probably wrong... since you're unpredictable.

[fabling]

[ His smile softens a bit as Shuichi goes redder, and his arms pull away from him for a second so he can curl them up around his neck instead. ]

What if I let you choose?

[truthstranger]

[ The way Ouma looks like that suddenly makes it hit him very hard that is really happening. This isn't just teasing any more. Or, maybe it is, a little bit, but they've just said they're together now, which means this could really go all sorts of places, not just hypothetically.

He thinks he can feel how quick his heart is beating in the vague throb of the spot where Ouma bit him. ]

I-I... wouldn't even know what to pick.

[fabling]

Hmm, I guess you kinda are spoiled for choice, huh? [ He blinks once, seemingly unfazed by it all when really he isn’t doing much better. Well, he might be in a minute though. ] But, y’know... you can do whatever you want to me, Shuichi.

[truthstranger]

[ The way his name sounds in Ouma's voice makes his heart skip a beat, and he just looks overwhelmed for a moment. He has no idea what to do.

...And then suddenly it seems obvious, at least in the immediate sense. So he gently cups Ouma's face with one hand and leans in the very short distance to bring their lips together. ]

[fabling]

[ It’s fine as a moment later he’ll be just as overwhelmed. At first it probably seems worrying because he tenses slightly, but then he’s leaning into it, a soft noise sounding in the back of his throat. His face is getting redder now too, the blush crawling up to the tips of his ears because this is Shuichi and that in itself is enough to send his heart into overdrive.. ]

[truthstranger]

[ The arm still around Ouma's waist tugs him a little closer, the hand on his cheek slides back to run through his hair, and he kisses him hard, almost desperately. ]

[fabling]

[ He makes a fairly good attempt to hold back the first noise he can feel rising up in his throat when he’s pulled closer. Maybe he should have fixed the way he had been sitting before this started to really make it so they could be closer but he ends up distracted by the hand in his hair and the intensity of the kiss has his mind stopping for a moment. The noise slips out, low and whiny, and he ends up clinging onto him as best as he can while trying to move well enough so he can straddle Shuichi instead. ]

[truthstranger]

Ah—

[ The eager response surprises him a little, enough that he breaks the kiss to gasp out his own noise, but that means it's easier to maneuver, which is good because Ouma being properly close seems like a very good idea, so he shifts to make that easier and settles there before tugging him back in to the kiss. ]

[fabling]

[ He's waited a long time for this, so it's really hard to not get caught up in it. Besides that, unlike how he would be with anyone else, Shuichi is someone he's willing to let his walls collapse for. Now that Shuichi knows everything, now that he's promised to try and be more open and honest (about things that matter anyway) it's easier to settle into this.

He manages to glance down to the side to check he isn't going to topple over at any point before Shuichi is pulling him back into the kiss. The tips of his fingers brush over the back of Shuichi's neck as he leans into it again, this time able to press closer to the point where he might as well have just wrapped his legs around him as well. He'll just be a human koala I guess. ]

[truthstranger]

[ Everywhere Ouma touches him makes him light up, and sparks jump and fizzle in the air around him as he holds him close like there was any chance of him moving away. The brush of Ouma's fingers prompts a low noise in his throat, but he's too eager for every part of this to break the kiss this time, just deepening it as his heart skips. ]

[fabling]

[ Ouma has had training in controlling the emotion magic with dunamis so at least while he’s aware and thinking, things won’t get out of control. The problem is that he’s struggling to think when Shuichi is holding him close and his mouth feels like it’s on fire. With the warmth from this and him wanting to touch him he tries hard to concentrate on that feeling and on his hands, even if he’s never tried healing before.

A white and golden smoke starts to form in the area around him, finally shifting until it’s over his hands. It’s hard to breathe, and he definitely doesn’t have the same experience so he has to break it just to gasp in air then he’s leaning in again. His hands stop stinging enough that he pulls them down to Shuichi’s shoulders then pushes them down until they’re pressed against his chest, sliding down further until he’s playing with the hem of his shirt. ]

[truthstranger]

[ Shuichi is too distracted to really notice the smoke, even when this kiss breaks for a moment, his head spinning and his body hot. He does notice when Ouma's hands run down his chest, though, his breath catching in surprise. ]