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Discovery

DISCOVERY
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Before this moment, sex never, for all intents and purposes, crossed your mind. Maybe you just weren't interested. Maybe you thought no one would be interested in you, or that you didn't deserve it or weren't compatible with the act itself. There's even the chance that you haven't even known about sex at all - perhaps if you did, you could only associate it with terrible things or past traumas couldn't let you even fathom it.

All of that reasoning is in the past, though. Now, right now, you're with a person who makes you feel...everything. And you want to keep going, as you're mapping out new experiences and pleasures you never knew existed as you learn how to let go and be intimate. More importantly, you feel safe with this person, and safe to explore them, too. You definitely want to do a lot of that, because learning about them is even more interesting than learning new quirks about yourself. The way they move, the noises they make, it's all so warm and intoxicating.

You may have never imagined you'd find yourself in such a sexually charged scenario, but you don't want to stop this union any time soon.

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[He pretty much serially puts himself down (at last as far as datability/attractiveness) and pedestalizes anyone he likes, so totally this meme.]

[Once practice finished for the day, Arakita felt a wave of exhaustion crash over him. Thankfully, Toudou was taking up cleaning duties for the day, and he was free to leave. Good. He sighed as he packed up his bag with his uniform and headed outside to a nearby vending machine to grab a bepsi before going back to his dorm and crash.

But he then caught a glimpse of auburn hair out of the corner of his eye, and he looked over his shoulder. Shinkai. He furrowed his brows with that permanent scowl, and nearly growled as the other started to approach him.]

What the hell d'ya want?

[Most people would be put off by that kind of greeting. Luckily, Shinkai was not one of those people. He just chuckled behind the power bar hanging out of his mouth and came up behind Yasutomo, hugging him around the waist and resting his chin on his shoulder.]

Nice to see you too, Yasutomo.

[Did Shinkai partake in disgusting displays of physical contact with Yasutomo just to mess with him? Yeah, pretty much. But as much as he'd grouse, Shinkai thought Yasutomo secretly did love it.]

What are you up to?

Edited 2015-10-02 05:52 (UTC)

[Immediately when he felt the contact, he felt the heat rise to his cheeks. Damnit, why did he have to do these things so openly like that?! Arakita tried to push him away, grumbling as he reached into his pocket for some change.]

Tch-

[He wouldn't admit it anytime soon, but he didn't mind the affection, maybe even... liked it.]

What's it look like? I'm tryin' to get a drink.

[Damnit, where the hell did his cash go?]

[Shinkai allowed himself to be pushed away.]

Well, what are you doing after that?

[They'd only been together for a few days, and the idea of hanging out together in any romantic capacity was still exciting. The truth was, though, Arakita could be about as dense as Fuku-chan's skull sometimes, so Shinkai had to make an extra effort to suggest anything.

Smooth operator that he was, Shinkai pulled a few 100-yen coins from his pocket and handed them to Arakita.]

Use this.

[He smiled.]

I owe you for spotting me at the diner the other day, anyway.

[Arakita grumbled as he snagged the coins from Shinkai, mumbling a quiet "thank you" under his breath. He punched in the letter-number combination for a bepsi, and sighed as it clunked down to the bottom of the vending machine. It was nice and cold in his hand, thankfully.]

Nothing. I was gonna go to my room and sleep-

[Which was the truth. Practice ran him ragged today, surprisingly, and a bepsi and nap sounded amazing right now. He glanced over at the sprinter with a quirked brow, figuring he was asking for a reason.]

Why.

[Shinkai just smiled, sweeping his hair out of his eyes and leaning in a little closer than was strictly "friendly".]

I don't know, I figured maybe we could hang out in my room? Don't have to do anything too strenuous...

[To be honest, Shinkai was pretty exhausted, too, but hanging out with Yasutomo was relaxing. And, for all his suggestiveness, he'd be pretty ok with just cuddling and napping on the bed together if Yasutomo wasn't up to anything else.]

[That distance always caused shivers down the all-rounder's spine, and he shot him a sharp look. It wasn't that he hated the distance, but rather... How the hell was Shinkai so comfortable being that close? Even before they got together, Shinkai always invaded his personal space as if it was no big deal.

Arakita opened up his bepsi and took a nice, hearty swig of it, almost as if he needed to buy some time before answering something so embarrassing.]

Fine-

[Arakita twisted the cap shut back onto the bottle, hand begrudgingly in his pocket and definitely not making eye contact with the sprinter. Damn him.]

Let's get goin' before I change my mind.

[That made Shinkai grin. He looped his arm breezily through Yasutomo's elbow and started guiding them down the hall to his room, feeling spritlier by the second. They stopped in front of his door, and Hayato had to untangle himself in order to pull out his keys and click open the lock.

Yasutomo had been in Shinkai's room a million times before, so at this point it's artful mess is probably no surprise. Hey, everything's clean-- it's just also all over the place, that's all. Somehow, Shinkai always knew where to find exactly what he was looking for. That was the "artful" part of it.

He walked over to the bed and swung his bag onto the floor. His post-practice team jacket joined it there, still damp from where his hair clung to the last drips of shower water. Shinkai himself plopped down on the bed, patting the space next to him for Yasutomo.]

[The sight of Shinkai's messy room wasn't far off from his own room, yet Shinkai seemed to be a lot more gross about it. The wrappers from finished powerbars thrown haphazardly through the dorms was one of those things. But there was that familiar musk that hung in the air, the musk Arakita associated with Shinkai and that part he secretly did enjoy.]

Oh, you shouldn't have cleaned up for me.

[Arakita rolled his eyes as he climbed into the empty space next to the sprinter, setting his bag down beside him and reached over to set his half finished bepsi on the nightstand-

But then his eyes locked onto those deep pools of blue, and Arakita felt his cheeks heat up. Damnit. He didn't care about what they did in his room before they arrived, but this sudden urge overcame Arakita. The problem was he was bad at expressing this sort of thing.]

Er- You...

[Yeah, he couldn't do it. Maybe Shinkai would take the lead with this one.]

[Shinkai set the remainder of his power bar down on the table next to Arakita's Bepsi. Looks like he'd have to take the initiative, but he had no problem with that. Slowly, he slipped his hand around Arakita's jaw, scooting closer so their legs were touching.]

You okay with this, Yasutomo? [He asked, seeing the flicker of awkwardness on Arakita's face-- the last thing Shinkai wanted to do was put him off with being so forward. It was hard to tell with Arakita, sometimes.]

[The all-rounder almost flinched at the touch, but relaxed once he felt how gentle the sprinter's hand was against his jaw. Those narrow eyes looked directly into those blue orbs, and he swallowed hard.]

Tch... Don't make this weird, okay?

[Arakita's lips curled into a small smirk as he watched him for a moment. He had a small idea to what Shinkai wanted, and the urge was starting to develop for him as well, oddly enough. Something carnal and curious.]

Keep goin'...

[That's the confirmation he was waiting for. Shinkai leaned in and pressed his lips to Yasutomo's, smiling into the kiss and letting his other hand settle warm against Yasutomo's side.

They'd hung out like this before, kissing and cuddling and even venturing into hesitant touches and shivering into each other's grip; but today? Well-- Shinkai had hopes. The way he felt about Yasutomo was like nothing he'd felt for anyone else, and now he had chance to make Yasutomo feel as good as he made Hayato feel. Maybe that didn't make sense to anyone outside his own mind, but that didn't matter. The important thing was that Yasutomo was here, and he wanted this as much as Shinkai did.]

[The all rounder sighed a little, almost as if some sort of wave of relief washed over him. It wasn't easy for him to really give in to people like that and let them take control over him. Honestly, it terrified him. It scared the hell out of him that even someone would consider doing this with him, but here they were together like this...

Arakita just had to learn how to let go.

His eyes fluttered shut as he slowly started to wrap his arms around the sprinter's neck. He wanted to be closer, to taste him and to know what he felt like...

Arakita slowly pulled away from the kiss, and swallowed thickly, hoping that lump in his throat would disappear. He reached down to grab the hem of Shinkai's shirt, tugging at it a little and silently asking if he could remove it for him.]

[Shinkai felt Yasutomo's hands nudging at his shirt and helped tug it over his head, tossing it in a heap of other clothes near his closet. In return he slid his hands under Arakita's shirt and smoothed his palms over Yasutomo's ribs, tracing up and dragging the hem of his shirt with the movement. For all his sharp edges and angles Yasutomo had such pretty skin, so soft...

Hayato hummed happily and smiled as he started edging his kisses along Arakita's jaw.]

Hm... you're so gorgeous Yasutomo...

[Thankfully Shinkai seemed to read his cues perfectly, and he didn't have to actually say something too embarrassing. In a different situation, Arakita wouldn't have a problem with barking it out and dealing with the consequences, but he wasn't aggravated enough to actually do that. He was actually feeling surprisingly calm, despite being so internally nervous.

A soft sigh left his lips at Shinkai's touch. The warmth from the other felt like fire against his cool skin. His narrow eyes looked away, trying to focus on anything other than Shinkai right now. His face was flushed and Shinkai was doing something embarrassing... That wall sure looked interesting.]

Don't say shit like that...

[Arakita never found himself that way. Ever. It wasn't the first time he heard it from Shinkai, but it always irked him. It felt wrong because it wasn't true.]

[Shinkai paused, looking up from where his mouth rested along Arakita's throat.]

It's true. Why shouldn't I say it?

[He spoke against the soft rhythm of Yasutomo's pulse, punctuating the question with another kiss. Arakita really had no idea how wonderful he was.

Hayato set aside Yasutomo's shirt and pressed forwards, gently leading them horizontal on the bed. Soon, Shinkai was straddling Arakita's hips, curved over him so they were nose to nose.]

I'll say it more, and maybe if I do it enough you'll believe me for once.

You're goin' to kill the mood, Shinkai-

[There was no reason for him to believe it, and he absolutely refused to. It was juvenile, but he still couldn't wrap his head around the idea of Shinkai, someone conventionally attractive and had his own damn fanclub, saying shit like that to him. But here they were, Shinkai now straddling him and so damn close. That lingering scent of salt and sweat hung in the air as Shinkai invaded his space, and Arakita could feel that churning in his stomach and he was so hard it practically hurt at this point.]

Tch... Don't bother-

[But he felt bad immediately after saying that. Shinkai was trying, and here he was, pushing him away when he was this close. It wasn't fair. His cheeks and ears burned red with embarrassment and shame, and he glanced away, unsure of how to correct this.]

[She wouldn't think anyone would want to be with her that wasn't about fighting or challenging her. It would take a bit for her to be open about it and accept that someone finds her cute. She's going for more badass fighter, than cute.]

[ She wasn't really sure when the energy between them had gone from 'just spending time together' to 'I'd really like to see this guy naked'. There had been, of course, some unspoken tension between them for a while, but Asellus was wholly unwilling to break the delicate balance first; she was very aware of her own inability to let things stand and something this important could not be pushed-- should not be. Trapped forever in her youth, hormones were a thing she had dealt with for most of her life, and probably would for the rest of it, whether she ever acted on it or not. She wanted Byakuya, who didn't seem to be so much a slave to his own blood, to be exactly as comfortable as possible before they even moved in that direction, since he was like the slightly slow runt-pup to her energetic labrador: like her, and with a very distinct connection to her, but needing-- in her mind-- some special considerations.

And of course there was always the unspoken fear of rejection: that by making the move, she might scare him off. This would be new and uncovered ground for her, as well, she had reasoned. What if she did something wrong?

Right now, though, so close to him, she could sense the change-- wrapped up in the warmth of a blanket against the near-winter frigidity of their surroundings, half in his lap, she felt her heartbeat quicken and tried to not look like she was wondering how the skin under his clothing felt-- or tasted. Tried not to seem like she every breath was a prayer that he would be wondering the same thing.

She had always been a pretty horrible actor. ]

[Byakuya had neither the time, nor the patience, to be concerned about more than what he had then, in front of him, when it came to relationships of any nature. It was a pointless endeavor to look too far ahead, perhaps some way to ensure things would go at a pace he was comfortable with, let alone her.

It's not the first time they've sat close, not the first time he's actually enjoyed her company, even in the spare moments like this, beneath a blanket and sharing warmth.

It begins as a thought, something he thinks to wave off, brought on by their closeness and nothing really substantial. It's almost frightening when it persists, a thought to touch her skin, hold her to him, delve into the deeper parts of a relationship he'd dared not think about when they've spent time together. It's such a shameful thing, he thinks, to let those little curious questions nag him like they do right now, but he can't say that it's an unappealing thought.

But to move without permission is more shameful than that, still unsure where the boundaries precisely lie with her. What's all right, what should he be careful with? When it comes to maturity, the two of them (in his expert opinion), are on very different wavelengths.

Some signs, well, he just doesn't understand, so she gets to pretend a little more. His arm, instead, will be wrapping around her, slowly, as if the most natural thing to be doing right now, as he pretends he isn't wondering if she's ever had such thoughts.]

Are you cold?

[The initial denial is on her lips before she pauses, considering. It's a good excuse, right?]

Just a bit.

[And she uses it as efficiently as she knows how, shifting to put most of her weight in his lap in the guise of snuggling closer, tugging the bits of the blanket blocking his body from hers around the both of them. Then she twists her body just enough to look up at him, as if in complete innocence.]

Is this okay?

[She is fully aware of how her body is against him, about how she must look from this angle, and how the most vulnerable parts of her are visible to him; her collarbone, out of its blanket wrappings, the nape of her neck bare. If he wanted to, she had made herself open and as attractive as possible to him barring the use of actual Charm; she'd gauge his reaction and then act accordingly from there.

[He doesn't protest when she moves on her own, when he might have any other time. Her being close is a burgeoning desire of his, gives him an excuse to feel the warmth of her body and to... see things he's never really bothered to take a good look at. Strange that, even through all the time they've spent together, it's this one quiet moment that reminds him he's a man that actually can enjoy the presence of another, in more ways than one.

His instinct is to push her off at the sudden urges he feels - touch, kiss, feel - and to go about his business because that's just how he deals with things, how he feels safest to deal with it. Pretend it doesn't exist, pretend it isn't a problem, and maybe it won't be.]

It is fine.

[It's not, though, because his eyes move from her face to the exposed skin and a part of him does wonder if she's not doing it on purpose, just to tease him. It is Asellus, after all.

He reaches, then, fingertips just brushing along her neck (a complete accident, of course), grab the edge of the blanket and try and pull it over her more, cover her up and silence those odd little thoughts he really should not be having right then.]

Better?

[She would feel that there is someone better than her.]

Edited 2015-10-01 06:39 (UTC)

[He'll feel that maybe there's someone better.]

_{[He doesn't exactly trust anyone getting THAT close to him...]}

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I'm guessing they're in a relationship at this point? or at least already hooking up?

let's saaay they just recently got together?

Sounds perfect! :)

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