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[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. ]

[fabling]

[ 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. ]

[truthstranger]

[ 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. ]

[fabling]

[ 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. ]

[truthstranger]

[ 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. ]

Oh... Ouma...kun...?

[fabling]

[ 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. ]

...Did I do something wrong?

[truthstranger]

[ 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?

[fabling]

[ 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. ]

[truthstranger]

[ He just stares at Ouma's hands for a while, head still too fuzzy to really understand what he's seeing. ]

...Ah...?

[fabling]

Dunamis is powered by emotions, y'know? [ He pauses, realising that might not explain as much when Shuichi hasn't exactly been learning it like he has. ] As long as you're willing to admit your feelings and harness them, you can use them to help you.

I thought about how happy I was and how much I loved you and wanted to touch you and voila! [ He grins, holding up his hand again. ] It worked.

[ That was a whole bunch of stuff there. ]

[truthstranger]

[ That was a bunch of stuff. Not only the fact that Ouma feels that strongly, but the fact that he's apparently willing to not be honest about those feelings not only with himself, but with Shuichi. The implications flood into him and make him feel like his heart is lifting out of his chest. ]

Ah...

[ He brings one of his own hands to Ouma's, touching the palm gently before intertwining their fingers. ]

That's impressive. And I'm... really glad.

[fabling]

[ Saying it all in one go was supposed to make it stand out less, to hopefully cushion it in the talk about dunamis but here they are. ]

I've been practising. [ His hand is a normal temperature again now, at least, though the said can't be said for his face. ] You... aren't going to make it into anything weird, are you?

[ He's said enough, Shuichi. ]

[truthstranger]

[ A smile slowly lights up his face. ]

What would be weird? I'm your boyfriend now, right?

[fabling]

[ It's easy to smile back at that, heart pounding in his ribs as it is. ]

Hey, Shuichi? [ Just casually keeping it like this for now. ] Does that mean I can leave you notes everywhere for you to find now?

[ Don't say yes. ]

[truthstranger]

[ Ouma saying his name still makes his heart jump. ]

Ah... if you want to?

[fabling]

[ He hums in the back of his throat. ]

Yup. I'll leave them in places for you to find, so you better keep an eye out, okay?

[ Some will be cute, some will be so embarrassing Shuichi will have a lifetime of regrets. ]

[truthstranger]

Okay... I'll try to be ready for it.

[ He's not sure he'll be ready for it, but he's definitely still too giddy and turned on for any of this to seem like a bad idea. ]

[fabling]

[ The smile on his face probably says he'll not be ready for it, plus: ]

Juuuuust be careful no one finds them first, yeah?

[truthstranger]

[ In fact that manages to make him slightly worried. ]

You mean... they're going to be, um... those kinds of notes?

[fabling]

Maybe I'll do a mix, y'never know.

[ He leans to curl his arms around him this time, hugging enough so he can rest his cheek on Shuichi's shoulder. ] Are you worried? I can leave them in code if you want.

[truthstranger]

N-No.

[ He settles his arms back around Ouma as well, taking a breath and practicing his new 'actually say things he's thinking' skills. ]

That actually... sounds kind of exciting. Um, but... don't leave them for me at work or anything.

[fabling]

What if they're on you and you don't find them til you're at work?

[ Hint hint, pockets may be one of the places. ]