[ 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. ]
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.
[ 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. ]
[ 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.. ]
[ 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. ]
[ 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. ]
[ 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. ]
[ 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. ]
[ 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. ]
[ 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. ]
[ 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. ]
[ It’s an act of boldness he’s pretending he’s capable of when his hands slip under Shuichi’s shirt, fingertips sliding onto skin and splaying out. His own breath is coming out rushed but he’s stopped concentrating on trying to heal himself at the same time, what he’s managed so far is enough for now.
Instead, when he leans in to kiss him again it’s slower, deeper as his tongue traces Shuichi’s lips. ]
[ The slightly rough texture of Ouma's bandaged hands on his over-sensitive skin makes him shiver, but also reminds him to be worried about the injury, and he hesitates briefly. But then Ouma's kissing him again and he's swiftly distracted, parting his lips with a weak noise and running a hand up Ouma's back as he continues to hold him close. ]
[ It’s really hard to think when he slides his tongue into Shuichi’s mouth. His breath falls short and his eyes flicker like he’s overwhelmed with the sensations. Instead of letting the emotional energy come out with a bang though, he lets it simmer through his fingertips, he heats up his hands instead, warming Shuichi’s skin where he touches him. ]
[ It's almost ridiculous how every brush of Ouma's tongue sends sparks through him, and the sparks continue to be literal, too, and if he's going to be dating both Ouma and Kaito he should definitely get on some emotional control lessons before he actually destroys something, which seems likely.
His skin is hot enough already that it takes him a moment to notice the warmth, especially as he loses himself in the kiss, but eventually he does and the worry rises back to his mind, breaking away enough to gasp out, voice embarrassingly rough. ]
[ Unlike the both of them, he at least has been getting lessons on it... though getting to this stage has included almost being crushed to death by a tree so it's not the best thing.
When Shuichi breaks the kiss and pulls away, his eyes snap open. His lips are swollen by now, he looks ruffled without even trying anymore. His hands, however, jerk away from Shuichi and he even starts to move back. ]
[ Shuichi is flushed partway down his neck at this point, eyes dark and mostly lidded until Ouma starts to move away, at which point they snap open wider, his hand on Ouma's back tightening in his (Kaito's) shirt to try and hold him in place. ]
N-No! Nothing, not at all, you're amazing, just—a-are your hands okay?
[ He stops moving when Shuichi's hold tightens on the shirt, freezing in place while trying to regulate his breathing again. He glances down at his hands then, smiling faintly as he reaches to pull at the bandages of his right hand. There are still red marks from where the cuts were and it's still sensitive but most of the damage is healed. He holds it up so he can see for himself. ]
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What kind of reward is Saihara-chan thinking about, I wonder?
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...Whatever it is, it's probably wrong... since you're unpredictable.
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What if I let you choose?
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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.
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...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. ]
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[ 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. ]
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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. ]
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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. ]
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Instead, when he leans in to kiss him again it’s slower, deeper as his tongue traces Shuichi’s lips. ]
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His skin is hot enough already that it takes him a moment to notice the warmth, especially as he loses himself in the kiss, but eventually he does and the worry rises back to his mind, breaking away enough to gasp out, voice embarrassingly rough. ]
Oh... Ouma...kun...?
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When Shuichi breaks the kiss and pulls away, his eyes snap open. His lips are swollen by now, he looks ruffled without even trying anymore. His hands, however, jerk away from Shuichi and he even starts to move back. ]
...Did I do something wrong?
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N-No! Nothing, not at all, you're amazing, just—a-are your hands okay?
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...Ah...?
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*then ... this is what i get for tagging at dumb o clock
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