[ Aoba's breath catches at that, because even though he knew it was true before this and even though he still has that nasty-voiced claim rattling around his head, that makes his heart race despite the situation it had come from - You're in love with Aoba? - he still finds it amazing and wonderful and a host of other things he doesn't have the words to articulate. He's been special to someone before, to Granny, his parents, Koujaku, but.. like this? It's different. His heart is in his throat, stopping him from replying but if he could, if he could, he'd say--
But then there's.. that. And Aoba's face erupts into color, flushing right to the tips of his ears so that they burn with heat. Touma just admitted to being sexually attracted to him, to wanting to have sex with him or at the very least.. mess around.. and Aoba swallows as his mouth suddenly becomes very wet. It makes him smile, though, the kind of smile a kid might have at the news that he's being taken to a theme park, a tentatively excited smile, a smile that wonders is this too good to be true?
He draws back, just a bit, just enough to look at Touma's face as he rambles (cute, Aoba thinks again, he's so cute) then when the words die out, he lifts Touma's chin and presses their lips together in a chaste kiss that's full of intention, a promise. ]
I'd like that. All of that. All of you. [ Do these two just.. ramble when they're nervous? It seems so. Aoba chews a bit on his lip, and then.. ] I like you. A lot. I'm still.. figuring it out, in my head, but I don't think there's anything you could do, say or be that would make me feel any other way.
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But then there's.. that. And Aoba's face erupts into color, flushing right to the tips of his ears so that they burn with heat. Touma just admitted to being sexually attracted to him, to wanting to have sex with him or at the very least.. mess around.. and Aoba swallows as his mouth suddenly becomes very wet. It makes him smile, though, the kind of smile a kid might have at the news that he's being taken to a theme park, a tentatively excited smile, a smile that wonders is this too good to be true?
He draws back, just a bit, just enough to look at Touma's face as he rambles (cute, Aoba thinks again, he's so cute) then when the words die out, he lifts Touma's chin and presses their lips together in a chaste kiss that's full of intention, a promise. ]
I'd like that. All of that. All of you. [ Do these two just.. ramble when they're nervous? It seems so. Aoba chews a bit on his lip, and then.. ] I like you. A lot. I'm still.. figuring it out, in my head, but I don't think there's anything you could do, say or be that would make me feel any other way.