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[ Ren feels better when Aoba takes his hand, and he smiles as he squeezes it gently. His boyfriend is so loving and supportive... he feels a little bad for not opening up to him more often. He promises himself that from now on he'll be more open about his feelings to Aoba. He's never had any problems showing Aoba just how much he loves him, but it's definitely not as easy where these sort of things are concerned.

Ren nods thoughtfully. Courier work... it is a good idea. If he can find anyone who needs someone to do that kind of work. He can only think of Haga-san and... Yoshie-san. He suppresses a shudder at that. Yeah, no, he's definitely not going to work for her. ]

Yes, that might work. Perhaps... Haga-san would let me practice delivering for him? N-Not to take your job, Aoba. [ He chuckles sheepishly. ]

[ There are plenty of people around the district who would appreciate a happy-to-help courier, but there are certain ones Aoba knows full well would not be good places for Ren. Aside from all the employers who are known to overwork their staff, there are also various rumours going around about workers being hurt or going missing... He'd hate for something like that to happen to Ren. Haga-san and, unfortunately, Yoshie-san are the only people Aoba would trust with his most precious one.

But, of course.. that would mean telling about exactly why this man is suddenly living with him, why be looks so much like Aoba in certain ways, but in others looks more like the little dog Aoba has curiously stopped but bringing with him wherever he goes. He looks more and more Ren every day, even sounds exactly like he did before now.. it would be impossible to avoid telling the very complicated truth in a way they'd both understand.

But maybe that wouldn't be such a bad idea after all. It would be better in the long run to stop lying to them, and if he told them both then perhaps he'd be able to tell others... and finally they could leave the house together, and walk around holding hands... ]

I'm sure he'd be happy to give you a chance. He only sends me because I'm quicker than he would be, so it'd be nice to actually be able to stay and look after the store.

[ Aoba's words are a bit quiet, distracted almost. After a short pause, he sighs and leans his head up on Ren's shoulder. ]

I need to say sorry for something..

Maybe that's the thing that's upsetting Aoba the most about all this... that not being honest about Ren is, in turn, hurting him. It's limiting his opportunities, it's the reason he's trapped here like Rapunzel in her tower.. and whether it be the overall care he has for Ren or whether its influenced by Sei in that Aoba never wants any trace of him to be imprisoned ever again... either way Aoba feels his eyes prickle.]

I haven't told anyone about you yet. Just Granny. Not even Koujaku knows. I just... haven't found the right time, or the right words. But if you want to get out and see what there is out there, I.. I'll tell them. Everyone. I'll figure out a way to explain it.

[ Ren smiles, relieved to hear that. ] Ah really? Then perhaps we could ask him... It'd be good to get out of the house more.

[ As it is, he doesn't really leave much aside from the occasional trip to the grocery store and he has to admit that it can get a little lonely at times when Aoba isn't around. He does however take note of the fact that Aoba sounds a little off when he speaks, and Ren's brows furrow slightly in concern.

When Aoba finally begins to let him in on what's bothering him, Ren is surprised. He can't think of anything that Aoba could've done to warrant apologising for, but he doesn't say anything and just listens instead.

He smiles softly when Aoba finishes and leans down, one hand cupping Aoba's cheek. With Aoba's face so close to his own he cannot resist pressing a kiss to his lips. When he pulls back, his eyes are full of affection. ] Aoba... You do not have to apologise for that. In truth I have not felt quite ready to let my existence be known either... but I think I may be ready for it now.

[ He strokes Aoba's cheek. ] I would not mind being there when you tell them. I'm certain that we could come up with a good way to explain it together.

[ Aoba's heart feels like it's in a vice. While the issue might seem like a trivial one to most, to Aoba it's so much more than that. The thought of being responsible for holding Ren back or making it seem like he doesn't care as much as he does upsets him more than he previously thought it did, which is why when Ren kisses him and looks at him and Aoba can see how much he still loves him despite it all.. he blinks and a surprising tear drips from his eyelashes. ]

I don't want you to be trapped. [ Either of them, is what he probably should be saying, but Ren will probably understand what he means anyway. ] I didn't want to seem like I was hiding you.. because I'm ashamed of you. I'm not! I'm not, I.. I just..

[ Another pause while Aoba searches for the real reason why he hid this, why he kept this to himself and never even explored the possibility of anything else, and why he never spoke to Ren about it before now. It dawns on him slowly, and as he blinks in realisation another salty tear rolls down his cheek. ]

I was scared of this ending. I was scared of bursting this bubble we've got, where you're here and safe and mine.. [ He pushes the heel of his palm into his eyes, wiping them ferociously. ] I was being selfish, and I'm sorry for it. I'll.. be better, I'll figure it out. [ He looks at Ren. His eyes are red, but he's smiling in that way that makes promises concrete. ] I want you to be happy, nothing else matters.

[ Seeing Aoba cry makes Ren's heart hurt. The sight of it makes him want to take Aoba into his arms and never let go, so that he can protect him from anything that would make him cry. This isn't the kind of thing you can really protect someone from, though, and Ren knows it. That doesn't make it any less heartbreaking. ]

Aoba... I am not trapped. I am with the one I love. [ He keeps his face close to Aoba's and leans in to gently lick the tears from his cheeks. Another dog-habit he's not got rid of. Aoba's never complained about and so he's never seen a reason to.

Even if he hates to see Aoba cry, he can't help but to feel happy that Aoba wanted to keep him to himself. It's honestly touching, and when Aoba smiles so does Ren. ]

I am happy, Aoba. [ A soft content sigh escapes him as he nudges his forehead to Aoba's. ] But it would be nice, to be able to hold your hand outside...

[ Aoba can't help but let the soft laugh bubbling up in his chest come out when Ren licks at his face. It's just like how it used to be, is further proof that things won't change, and Aoba feels this great weight lift off of his soul to be reminded of it. And to be told that Ren loves him, because while he knows without being told, it feels good to hear. ]

Mm, it would. [ He nods, hair brushing Ren's as he moves their foreheads against each other. ] And I'm happy too, believe me. It's strange to be alone, that's all. My mind goes places it wouldn't if I had you with me.

[ He raises his hands to either side of Ren's face, fingertips in his hair, palms on his cheeks. He ruffles his hair a bit with his nails as he speaks, and leans back to look earnestly into Ren's eyes. ]

I even got worried that.. since you've only ever really known me, that if you went out into the world you'd find someone else and leave me.

[ It's embarrassing to admit, shameful even, and Aoba blushes accordingly and looks about as guilty as it's possible to look. ]

I know you wouldn't, but I'm sorry for thinking it anyway.

[ Hearing Aoba's sweet laughter makes Ren's heart skip a beat. It's such a relief to hear his boyfriend in better spirits and it makes him hold him closer. ]

Yes... I do want to be with you more.

[ He wants to ask about the thoughts Aoba has when Ren is not around, but then Aoba answers for him.

The very idea of leaving Aoba is one that had never even occurred to Ren. He can't imagine ever loving someone the way that he loves Aoba and it makes his heart hurt a little again. As he considers it, though, he can to some extent understand Aoba's anxiety over such a possibility, no matter how minuscule.

He gives Aoba a look full of warmth and affection. He believes Aoba, but he still wants to reassure him. ]

I could not love anyone like I love you. I have been with you all your life, and all of mine. There is no one who could ever come between that.

[ Aoba listens, he believes and he trusts Ren. It's always hard for humans with even an inch of humility about them to accept compliments and feel truly like they deserve them, and Aoba is no different, but when he looks at Ren's eyes, his smile, the way he holds Aoba like it tethers his world just to touch him... He believes it, and he feels exactly the same way.

Suddenly Aoba decides that he wants to be closer, so in a flurry of movement he swings a leg up and over Ren's lap so that he's sitting there with his knees either side of his hips, chest to his chest, arms coming up to wrap around his neck and pull him close for one of those soul settling hugs he used to give his small AllMate body after a bad day. ]

I love you too.

[ He doesn't say it as much as Ren does, because it's taking time to get used to it, but he means it just the same. ]

I'll talk to Haga-san when I'm next in. Maybe you could even come with me.

[ Ren releases a deep sigh of contentment as Aoba straddles him and his arms just wrap tighter around his boyfriend, nuzzling his face into the crook of Aoba's neck. Being close to Aoba like this is the best feeling in the world...

Aoba doesn't have to say anything more. Ren knows him better than anyone and he knows that Aoba feels the same. Still, he's filled with a certain kind of warmth every time Aoba speaks those words. It always makes him want to kiss him, and so he does just that. Running his hands up Aoba's back he leans in for the kiss, lingering there for a moment before withdrawing.

When Aoba speaks again he smiles. ] I would like that.

[ He kisses Aoba again, feeling so full of love that he can't help it. ]

[ Aoba is happy for the kiss, and the second, and the one that he pushes against Ren's mouth when the other draws away again. Kiss after kiss, Aoba lets himself loose to how it feels to be wrapped up in Ren, to let everything else fall away to be dealt with later..

When it's just them, Aoba is intense and hungry for this, every inch of it, every brush of Ren's hands and pass of their tongues; so soon he's pulling away, mouth wet and quick, but an easy smile slides onto his face as his eyebrow quirks. ]

... You said Granny won't be home till the morning... right?

[ Do you get where he's going with this. ]

[ Ren feels his pulse quicken and his heart race as Aoba continues to kiss him. He knows when their innocent pecks are turning into something more and it always excites him so quickly. His libido is not as out of control as it was when he was still getting used to this human body with all its human sensations, but that doesn't make him want Aoba any less. He's just better at not letting it run away with him.

He licks his lips when Aoba pulls away and nods. ] Yes. We have the whole house to ourselves.

[ Oh yeah. Ren knows very well what Aoba's getting at and he's excited for it. ]

[ Aoba's eyes seem to light up a bit at Ren's response. It isn't like for a second he even imagined that Ren would miss or refuse his suggestion, it's just that seeing Ren is as excited as he is sparks something in him, makes him all the more eager and a touch more confident. ]

The whole house, huh... [ He murmurs, eyes lidded, voice light and lilting. ] Then we won't have to be as quiet.

[ ... Apparently he's not confident enough to say anything more suggestive without blushing furiously, and he raises a hand to cover his mouth as he starts to laugh, embarrassed at himself. ]

S-Sorry. [ He looks at Ren's face, only a little worried he's ruined the moment. ] Sorry. I'm still not good at being sexy.

[ Ren's heart just beats faster hearing that. He loves the sounds Aoba makes when they're intimate, and it's always a treat when they don't need to worry about being overheard...

Not to worry, nothing can really ruin the moment for Ren where Aoba is concerned. Instead he smiles and kisses Aoba's blushing cheeks. ]

Well, I think you are sexy. [ The word probably sounds odd coming from Ren, but he looks and sounds very sincere as he says it... because he is. ]

[ Aoba flushes even more, which is impressive since he thought the deep pink of his cheeks was as bad as it could get.. but as always Ren surprises him by encouraging more from him than he thought possible, in all the best ways.

He's still embarrassed even with the praise, but now rather than being something he feels shame for it's a more.. fluttery kind of feeling. It reminds Aoba of Ren's eyelashes against the sensitive skin of his neck in the morning when he's just waking up. It makes his heart skip in the same way.

It makes him feel good to know Ren thinks about him in that way, and in dawning realisation Aoba slowly drops his hands from his face to reveal the full extent of the flush creeping up by his ears and down his neck, and the way he's gnawing on his lower lip. As long as Ren finds him alluring, Aoba will do his best not to psyche himself out or get embarrassed. They've been doing this for long enough now, after all.. He just needs to put his trust in this like he does with everything else with Ren.

Aoba lifts his arms again, but this time instead of raising them to his face or to wrap them around Ren's shoulders, he slides his hands under Ren's shirt. His fingertips skirt up the still forming and yet already sculpted muscle on his chest, pressing in slightly as they reach his ribs. Aoba then dips his head as if he's about to hide it in the crook of Ren's neck out of shyness, but instead opens his mouth and trails wet kisses along the thrumming line of his pulse. ]

[ Oh, Ren certainly finds Aoba alluring, especially in these situations and even more so when Aoba's biting his lip like that and flushing so prettily. He's so perfect that it takes Ren's breath away for a moment.

Had this been a couple of months ago, this would've been around the time when Ren would've lost his self-control, but now he can take the time to just appreciate how beautiful his lover is without being too overcome with desire.

Aoba taking the initiative isn't the most common thing, but it's always such a turn-on. Feeling Aoba's hands on his skin and lips to his pulse point makes him shiver pleasantly, and he's suddenly desperate to touch Aoba in return.

His hands begin to slide in under Aoba's shirt in the back, running his fingers across the smooth, soft skin he finds there. He caresses up Aoba's sides and to his shoulders before getting a little impatient with the shirt restricting his access. His hands move down again, but only so that he can grip at the hem of Aoba's shirt and start to pull it up. ]

[ Aoba always feels beyond lucky to have this as something he can call his own, but especially so in moments like this when he can feel Ren's fingertips, his hands on his skin, his pulse against his lips; when Ren is real and responsive and his to touch and be touched by. It's overwhelming, and always strikes him like an electric current, which probably explains why his libido is so quick to jump into action at even the slightest brush of contact.

He chuckles - just softly, more a push of air than anything - against Ren's collar bone at the insistent tugging on his shirt. Like a puppy nudging it's food bowl, he thinks, or a child tearing off the paper wrapping a present.

He leans back obediently, half lidded eyes watching Ren's face even though it makes him blush to maintain eye contact, as he raises his arms and lets Ren pull the fabric off of him. His shoulders and chest have faint patches of blush creeping down, and even though it's not particularly cold in Aoba's room, his skin is prickling slightly.. as though shying away from being under such intense attention.

Once completely free, Aoba does the same to Ren in return, fingers nagging at the hem and barely waiting even a moment before starting to tug it up. ]

[ Ren eagerly pulls Aoba's shirt off and once it's off, he takes a moment to just admire Aoba's naked torso. He can't quite understand how someone can be so cute and yet so sexy at the same time. ]

Aoba... you are so beautiful. [ He breathes the words, somewhat in awe as if it's the first time he's seen Aoba like this. He just can't believe how lucky he is sometimes.

Ren feels like he knows every detail of his lover's body, but he never tires of looking, of touching, of kissing...

Before he has a chance to do any of the latter two, Aoba begins to tug at Ren's own shirt. He quickly lifts his arms to make it easier and as soon as it's out of the way, he leans in close to press his lips to Aoba's throat, his mouth trailing down it at a slow pace.

He can't resist nipping softly at the skin with his teeth, but as always he takes care to not actually cause Aoba any pain. ]

[ Aoba is ridiculously easy to fluster, so of course Ren's compliment does a wonderful job of making the color warming up the rounds of Aoba's shoulders and the apples of his cheeks turn a darker shade and spread further, visibly portraying the warmth flooding his body. ]

D-- [ He starts to say don't say things like that but his voice shuts down before he can articulate it all, both because Ren is suddenly pressing a hot mouth against his throat, but also because he doesn't mean it at all. He doesn't want Ren to stop. Ever.

Aoba straightens his back a little, lifting himself just a fraction off of Ren's lap to make the downwards creep of his mouth easier. He slides his hands into Ren's hair, fingertips pushing through to his scalp, gripping in balled fists when he feels teeth against sensitive skin. Ren is always so gentle with him, but rather than it seeming like Ren thinks he needs it, like he's soft or weak, it feels more like Ren is doing it because Aoba is precious to him. The thought alone is enough to make Aoba shudder and so he does, letting out a whine of encouragement so Ren can bite him a little more. ]

[ Ren glances up when it sounds like Aoba's about to say something, but when he appears to change his mind, Ren goes back to what he was doing - namely kissing, sucking and nipping at his throat. He's determined to leave some marks before he's done.

That is very much the case. Ren knows that Aoba isn't weak in any way, he just happens to be the last person Ren would ever want to hurt and so he's gentle. At least until Aoba's tugging at his hair and soft whines makes it clear that he wants more. Ren is only happy to oblige, after taking a moment to enjoy the feeling of Aoba's fingers through his hair. It always reminds him of when Aoba used to brush through his fur back when he was an Allmate. It's a nice, comforting, and in this situation, arousing feeling.

He then moves a further down, teeth scraping slightly against the skin until he reaches Aoba's collarbones and gives one of them a nip, this one sharper than before. Meanwhile, his hands move from Aoba's waist to his sides and stomach, fingers drawing a path up to Aoba's nipples. He's always enjoyed playing with them and he doesn't hesitate to let his fingers rub over the cute little nubs. ]

[ Ren's hands feel like hot coals as they reach up his chest, the points of contact feeling like they're about to blister his skin, but in the best kind of way. It hasn't even been that long since the last time they did this (Granny has been going out a lot more, even letting Koujaku take her out to the store every so often) and yet Aoba feels as though it's been years, and has missed this feeling more than he at first realised.

Teeth on his collarbone makes him whine, but it's nothing like those fingers brushing over his nipple, and he inhales a quick breath that sounds a lot more heated than he intended.. he blushes, but doesn't deny another. He even starts to rock his hips, just a little, as he kneels over Ren's lap, as though looking for something to grind up against. ]

Ren.. [ He whines again, desperate for more contact, for more pressure, for.. for more. He leans in, tugging softly at Ren's hair as his mouth comes to his ear. He runs his tongue along the shell, then nuzzles it with his nose before murmuring his request in the most enticing voice he can muster. ] More..

[ Aoba's responses, no matter how small, are all exciting and arousing. Ren lets out a low groan when Aoba grinds against him as he's starting to grow hard and he eagerly does it back.

When Aoba begins to lavish attention on his ear Ren feels as if he might melt out of his remaining clothes, and when that hot murmur is breathed against it Ren's breath hitches in his throat. Hearing Aoba begging for more and acting so needy makes Ren heat up all over with desire. He's feeling that same neediness. ]

Aoba. [ He almost growls it, his voice rough and deeper than usual from lust.

He doesn't waste any time before he attaches his mouth to one of Aoba's nipples, rolling his tongue over it while his hands fumble to unbutton his boyfriend's pants. Self-control be damned, he needs to see and feel Aoba's naked body and he needs it now.

[ The low grumbling register of Ren's voice, lower than usual, resonates deeply through Aoba's body, seeming to vibrate through his very veins and leave nothing but lust in their wake. It's reminiscent of the way Ren always greets him, but there's something more to it.. A sense of an animalistic hunger that makes Aoba want to dig his fingernails into the hot skin around Ren's shoulders. Perhaps it's that part of him flaring up again, but Aoba finds himself thinking not for the first time, that even though he's happy Ren is getting better and more human every day, he can't help but miss the big hands that had pawed at him and the growling - almost claiming - bites and kisses that had overwhelmed him so thoroughly on that beach, in the early days when Ren still couldn't connect with his new body. ]

Aahn-- [ He's distracted from his desires by the tongue on his chest, by the rough and hasty unfastening of his pants.. Aoba is overtaken with need for this man, all of a sudden. This man, who's desperate to touch him because of who he is to him first and foremost. Aoba pauses for a second so that he can wrap his arms around Ren's head, give the crown of his hair a quick kiss, and then he's reaching down to help Ren, to shimmy out of his pants, to hook his thumbs in his underwear..

He takes a slow, steadying breath.. but it's hard to feel particularly steadied when your lover has his hands all over you in the hottest way, and his eyes shimmer with a desperate need to touch. Aoba had asked for more, after all, hadn't he? The least he could do was give Ren the tools neccesary to give it to him.

He shucks his underwear down, lifting a leg to kick the clothing away, then looping his arms around Ren's shoulders again so he can twist them both around and pull Ren's body over his as he flops down on the bed. ]

[ There is still something of that animalistic drive inside of Ren when Aoba gets him to this kind of aroused state. He's managed to rein it in in the past months, scared of accidentally hurting Aoba, but he's also noticed that his boyfriend doesn't seem to mind some of those tendencies. Even if he tried, he's not sure he could completely rid himself off of the intense passion he feels for Aoba and so he's glad that Aoba seems to enjoy it.

He's too excited to do a very good job at removing Aoba's pants and so he's grateful for the help. He's so impatient to get his lover naked. While Aoba takes care of his own pants, Ren continues to lick and suck at his nipple, even giving it a soft bite before he notices that Aoba's pants are off. He pulls away from his chest and stares eagerly as Aoba removes his underwear too.

He's too enamored by the familiar, but no less exciting, sight of Aoba fully naked - his pale skin flushed red and his cock clearly excited - to react to Aoba pulling him down and on top of him until he's suddenly got his boyfriend pinned underneath him. ]

Aoba...

[ He growls again, voice even deeper now as he lets one of his hands travel down to grasp around Aoba's cock, feeling his own erection straining in his pants at the feeling. He leans down to capture Aoba's lips in another kiss, this one even more passionate, as he tries with his other hand to undo his own pants. ]

[ Aoba can't help the little grin that forms on his face as he watches Ren looking down at him like that. Usually Aoba doesn't enjoy too much attention, would rather be out of the spotlight than in it, but when Ren holds him up on his own little pedestal Aoba finds that he doesn't really mind, because it's always for Ren and Ren only. It even disperses the jittery nerves he still instinctively feels over being naked, because when he has his boyfriend's weight pressed over him, all that matters is this. ]

Ah! Nnn-- aah, Ren.. [ His cock is already leaking excitedly into Ren's palm as he grips it with such a strong hand, words swallowed momentarily by the tongue that laps into his mouth, making Aoba's entire body feel wound tight and sensitive.. And then he feels Ren struggling with the fastenings, and he tugs away with that same content smile, his voice surprisingly light and soft considering the heat radiating between them. ]

Ren.. Let me. [ For a second it sounds like the voice he used on the phone is back, something sickly sweet and enticing, encouraging in a way that doesn't seem to make sense but yet feels right. Aoba gasps as he lifts his hips a little, pushing his cock through the ring of Ren's fist while his hand dexterously unfastens his jeans and roughly shoves them down around his thighs. His fingers press into the bulge of him through the fabric of his underwear, feeling how he twitches in response to the pressure and moans helplessly, unable to resist shoving that fabric down too to feel that heat unhindered. ]

[ Ren knows very well how shy Aoba can be, especially in intimate situations, but he seems to have grown more and more comfortable with it as their relationship has progressed. It makes Ren happy, both because he doesn't want Aoba to ever feel self-conscious, but also because it means his boyfriend no longer protests whenever Ren looks at him like this.

Feeling just how excited Aoba is only further enhances Ren's own excitement. It's always so gratifying to know that he can make Aoba so aroused. He already knows that Aoba loves him and finds him attractive, but it's nice to have such physical proof of it.

Aoba's voice sounds so different, yet familiar, and Ren can't other than to obey and let Aoba unbutton his pants. He's doing a better job at it anyway as Ren is too preoccupied with stroking Aoba's cock. A breath catches in his throat and he lets out a shuddering gasp when Aoba's fingers find the bulge in his underwear. He's so hard it feels like his underwear might not be able to keep his dick confined much longer so when Aoba pulls them down Ren's cock springs free and he groans from the sheer relief of it. ]

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sorry for the delay! ended up busier this weekend than i thought i'd be

no worries at all! <3

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