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I can pretty much guarantee your luck's never gonna run out here
[WARM FUZZIES]
me neither
You're worth fighting for
me neither
You're worth fighting for
So we know what we get for dessert today huh.
But maybe we should wait with that until we get our place with a big kitchen.
So it can hold you and dinner too.
I was thinking of something more along the lines of accidentally leaving the door open, I mean visuals still stick more.
But maybe we should wait with that until we get our place with a big kitchen.
So it can hold you and dinner too.
I was thinking of something more along the lines of accidentally leaving the door open, I mean visuals still stick more.
I guess doing it in the new place is still gonna have its charm.
So, dessert tonight?
Relax I'm not really into the whole audience stuff.
Just got carried away.
So, dessert tonight?
Relax I'm not really into the whole audience stuff.
Just got carried away.
you're impatient
Almost there
[ Kaoru's probably going to get on his case for texting and driving. Which, okay; granted. But dusk fell to night a few hours ago, and Kojiro is cutting it close. He's hit every fucking red light between Sia la Luce and Crazy Rock, and it works on his last nerve to have kept Kaoru waiting at all.
Kaoru's waited long enough for Kojiro to come around. Since this entire thing finally started between them, Kojiro's made it a point to ask "How high?" when Kaoru says "Jump," and Kojiro has absolutely no qualms about that. He can stand to be a pushover for a little while. Or forever. Kaoru's worth swallowing a bit of pride for, among other things.
But Kaoru hears Kojiro's bike on the ascent, as promised, a few minutes after the text is delivered. He rolls up to the locked gate and kills the engine, grin slowly crawling across his face. Shame he couldn't manage a harness or some rope, but it was short notice; his S costume will have to do for tonight. ]
Come out, come out. And get on. We'll go find a spot.
Almost there
[ Kaoru's probably going to get on his case for texting and driving. Which, okay; granted. But dusk fell to night a few hours ago, and Kojiro is cutting it close. He's hit every fucking red light between Sia la Luce and Crazy Rock, and it works on his last nerve to have kept Kaoru waiting at all.
Kaoru's waited long enough for Kojiro to come around. Since this entire thing finally started between them, Kojiro's made it a point to ask "How high?" when Kaoru says "Jump," and Kojiro has absolutely no qualms about that. He can stand to be a pushover for a little while. Or forever. Kaoru's worth swallowing a bit of pride for, among other things.
But Kaoru hears Kojiro's bike on the ascent, as promised, a few minutes after the text is delivered. He rolls up to the locked gate and kills the engine, grin slowly crawling across his face. Shame he couldn't manage a harness or some rope, but it was short notice; his S costume will have to do for tonight. ]
Come out, come out. And get on. We'll go find a spot.
Attention is cheap. It’s everywhere, if you lurk around outside the right bars in Naha.
That’s the easiest part.
That’s the easiest part.
[ Kaoru doesn’t reply because he doesn’t miss the fact that Kojiro must be driving, and the last thing he needs is further distraction. Standing to one side of the entrance, close enough to the tree line that he could slip away and hide if someone other than Kojiro shows up first, he waits. His own bike is already parked in a clearing off of a side road—a perfect location he’d scouted upon arrival. There may be an air of spontaneity in this arrangement, and plenty of thrill given the location, but at heart he still needs control over certain variables. It also means that when they finish, they’ll be able to arrive on separate bikes as usual. Kaoru can’t say he’d mind if people found out about them, but until they have that conversation, he’s going to play it safe and not push Kojiro further outside of his comfort zone. Which, admittedly, is much wider than previously assumed.
He can hear the engine approaching and smiles beneath his mask. He had managed a few surprises of his own—some requested, others not—but on the surface he looks the same as he does every weekend. Once Kojiro rolls to a stop in front of him, Kaoru steps close enough to press a kiss to his cheek, mask still in place, and then swats his hand away from the handlebars. ]
I found a spot, scoot back. [ Once there’s room, he swings a leg over and sits in front, purposefully scooting back far enough to rub against Kojiro. He revs the engine, bites back a groan as it shakes something inside of him, and then heads towards their destination. It’s easy to get to since he knows that it’s there, but well-hidden from anyone else. Once they’re parked, he toys with the keychain dangling from the ignition and glances at Kojiro over his shoulder. ] On or off?
He can hear the engine approaching and smiles beneath his mask. He had managed a few surprises of his own—some requested, others not—but on the surface he looks the same as he does every weekend. Once Kojiro rolls to a stop in front of him, Kaoru steps close enough to press a kiss to his cheek, mask still in place, and then swats his hand away from the handlebars. ]
I found a spot, scoot back. [ Once there’s room, he swings a leg over and sits in front, purposefully scooting back far enough to rub against Kojiro. He revs the engine, bites back a groan as it shakes something inside of him, and then heads towards their destination. It’s easy to get to since he knows that it’s there, but well-hidden from anyone else. Once they’re parked, he toys with the keychain dangling from the ignition and glances at Kojiro over his shoulder. ] On or off?
No, clearly not.
I wonder how long you waited for the “right kind” to come along.
I wonder how long you waited for the “right kind” to come along.
Really.
What did it take, for you?
["What was it that I didn't have," he deletes before his fingers can even finish the words.]
What did it take, for you?
["What was it that I didn't have," he deletes before his fingers can even finish the words.]
[Yes.]
I'm curious.
[That seems safer.]
I'm curious.
[That seems safer.]
You’re the type who needs to be worn down, then?
[Surely it can’t be that simple. Maybe he’s misunderstanding something.]
[Surely it can’t be that simple. Maybe he’s misunderstanding something.]
Off.
[ Kojiro reaches around Kaoru's waist to kill the engine again, then slips the keys into his jacket pocket, and the kickstand's out a second later to support them. Hot as it would be to overlay Kaoru's moans with the engine noise, they don't need the damn thing stalling out while Kojiro's focused on fucking Kaoru stupid.
And really, driving his bike is one thing; he'll cede that bit of control to Kaoru, because that's what Kaoru needs. But he's not wrecking his bike -- and themselves -- by accidentally hitting the throttle if they get carried away. ]
So.
[ Kaoru's thighs are fair game by Kojiro's figuring, seeing as they're straddling his bike. Kojiro's hands find them now, spreading wide and squeezing firm, pulling him flush against Kojiro's chest and between his legs. It's impossible for Kaoru to miss the shit-eating grin in his tone. Mostly because Kojiro's right next to his ear, lips trailing along the shell of it with each word: ]
That was... Enlightening. What other secrets you keeping from me?
[ Kojiro reaches around Kaoru's waist to kill the engine again, then slips the keys into his jacket pocket, and the kickstand's out a second later to support them. Hot as it would be to overlay Kaoru's moans with the engine noise, they don't need the damn thing stalling out while Kojiro's focused on fucking Kaoru stupid.
And really, driving his bike is one thing; he'll cede that bit of control to Kaoru, because that's what Kaoru needs. But he's not wrecking his bike -- and themselves -- by accidentally hitting the throttle if they get carried away. ]
So.
[ Kaoru's thighs are fair game by Kojiro's figuring, seeing as they're straddling his bike. Kojiro's hands find them now, spreading wide and squeezing firm, pulling him flush against Kojiro's chest and between his legs. It's impossible for Kaoru to miss the shit-eating grin in his tone. Mostly because Kojiro's right next to his ear, lips trailing along the shell of it with each word: ]
That was... Enlightening. What other secrets you keeping from me?
Did I, now?
I do remember saying stuffy and idealistic.
I do remember saying stuffy and idealistic.
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