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[ He will not be dissuaded so easily! Gentaro hums and shifts, taking Dice's wrist in his hand with a gentle touch to keep him from trying to nudge him away. ]

Oh? Is that so? I'd like to see that, to prove that you really could. Otherwise, I simply do not believe you.

[Staring. Just staring dumbly.

How dare Gentaro be correct...??? What a bastard...]

Nah, you'd just pass out or somethin'! I bet you're all delicate.

[ Oh, Dice.

Gentaro raises his eyebrows. God, Dice can be so dense. He wonders if Dice even realizes just how much he's been flirting with him, how often he invites Dice to, indeed, seduce him. ]

Would you like to test that theory? [ a pause. ] Ou-sama?

[That's a challenge Dice can't back down from, unfortunately for him. And no, he doesn't read the tension or the narrow misses at all.

But what he does... is make a very adorably determined face...]

...You're on.

[ He really is too cute. Gentaro hums and stands, so close to Dice that their bodies nearly press together. ]

Am I? Show me then.

[Oh.

Oh. Well. Okay. Gentaro's kind of... close... And in an instant, Dice's mind connects too many threads and he thinks something he should not think, his cheeks turning lightly pink in the process.

But this is a bet. And he has to win it. So he steels himself in spite of the fact that he's faintly turned on (help) by being this close to Gentaro and thinking about seducing (help) him.

He raises a hand, clueless for a moment, then curves his fingers deliberately to run them along the outer edge of Gentaro's ear. The touch travels down to the lobe, lingers, and slides to his neck thereafter, Dice's eyes following the trail until his hand stops high on Gentaro's chest. Deliberately, he looks up again, and it's not so much coy (he thinks it is) as it is defiant and hungry (oops).

Their eyes meet.]

If I were a cat, I’d spend all nine of my lives with you.

[ Dice is adorable and precious very often, and today is no exception. It draws him in, makes him crave more and more of these quieter, stolen moments. And he expects Dice to rise to the challenge, but this--

He underestimates just how much that touch will affect him. Gentaro shivers, under Dice's touch, under that gaze. Heat crawls up the back of his neck, and Gentaro's own look is heated.

-- And then. ]

Oho? Is that a promise, nya? I had no idea you were so forward, nya~ I shall remember this always, for the rest of our nine lives, and many more after that, nya~

[He doesn't have time to wonder if he's wrong about that look, or if Gentaro is just a good actor, or if he's winning, because he definitely just fucking lost.

He edges in a little closer, jostling Gentaro.]

I cannyat believe you just ruined my line!

[ Gentaro laughs, delighted, and he leans in close. ]

Oh? Fufu, you should know me well enough by nyaow to know it isn't an impawssibility, Dice-nya~

Yeah, yeah, you're just like that!

[Dice instinctively leans in close, laughing as he is now, and he finds himself with a hand on Gentaro's chest. He means to nudge at him again, but it turns into... a pause.

His laughter trails off.]

Man. You'd laugh so hard at me if I actually tried.

[ ... Ah. Gentaro's eyes soften, and he reaches a hand up to brush his fingers through Dice's hair. ]

Would I? That's a bold assumption to make, you know. [ His heart pounds in his chest as he looks at Dice, as he takes him in. ] Why don't you give it a try anyway?

[Dice's eyes flutter closed for a moment at that touch, and he lets out an absolutely accidental little grunt of contentment. When he opens them again, he sees Gentaro looking straight at him, and it twists something inside of him fiercely.

It's a bet. To give it a try. A real try.

He's still for a moment, doubt shining in his gaze, but he smiles soon enough. It's a soft smile, but roguish in the way his always is when he's up to something fun.

He touches Gentaro's cheek, fingers sliding up toward his temple, a thumb sweeping over his skin.]

You have the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen. Feel like lookin' into 'em all day. So keep 'em on me?

[ He wonders if Dice feels it--the thing that's slowly but surely shifted between them. He has to, right? As much as Gentaro teases, he knows Dice isn't stupid, especially when it comes to his people. If he didn't think something was different between them, would he be here, making a home in more ways than one?

His breath catches--at Dice's smile, at his touch, at his words. Gentaro feels his cheeks warm as he leans into the touch. ]

Well, when you ask like that... [ They're so close, and everything in Gentaro is yelling at him to pull back. He doesn't, though. And maybe that's something he's learned from Dice. So-- he leans in a little closer and touches his forehead to Dice's. ] I have no choice but to indulge you.

[Maybe he's in denial about it. Maybe he's unsure if it's what he wants from Gentaro. Or... more than that, maybe he's unsure if Gentaro really wants to give something like his heart to someone when there are still so many secrets between them.

Dice isn't stupid. He knows they're living their little lies. But maybe... god, he hopes this isn't a lie.

Especially when he tips his head slightly, hesitates on a held breath, then closes his eyes and lightly settles his lips on Gentaro's.]

[ There's no way this could be a lie. Of course, he doesn't have time to tell Dice that--and maybe he doesn't even have the wherewithal to say it. He realizes how badly he wants this, how badly he wants Dice.

He sees Dice's movement coming a mile away, but it still surprises him when their lips touch. Gentaro's kiss is almost shy, because he's never done this before and he isn't quite sure what Dice expects from him, here. But it feels incredible, to finally make a move.

So he wills himself to stop thinking and slides his arms around Dice's neck. He doesn't deepen the kiss past this, but he can't deny that he very much wants to. ]

[Dice's attempts at thinking grind to a halt when Gentaro not only accepts the kiss, but wraps his arms around him... There's the softest sound of surprise from Dice, but he chases it with a deepening of the kiss, parting his lips and gently offering movement that may end up with his tongue trying to touch Gentaro's lips. It doesn't hurt to see what might happen, does it? Not when he's so triumphant about this not being fake, about getting a taste of Gentaro that he's been longing for without being able to name it.]

[ He doesn't miss that sound--he thinks he'll remember it for a long time. Everything about this moment, he won't be forgetting for a long time, if at all. He all but melts into Dice as he parts his lips.

Almost hesitantly, he touches his tongue to Dice's, as he slides his hands into Dice's hair and holds on. ]

[Another sound--surprised, needy--finds its way out of Dice as their tongues meet, and he delicately chases this kiss. His eyes fly open for a moment, but then hands in his hair silence and soothe him, and he practically melts. The kiss is slow, tentative at first but finding its way to languid and adoring. This is Gentaro, after all, his partner in so much crime, the man he stares at for hours.

It makes this dangerous, but he doesn't mind. A little danger is good for you, especially when that danger is beautiful and makes his whole body warmer than it ought to be. He keeps things cautious for the most part, but one hand finds its way down to Gentaro's waist and slides around behind him, pulling him close.]

[ This time, it's Gentaro's turn to make a sound. It's soft, quiet, but undeniably pleased. It's a measure of how much he trusts Dice that he keeps his eyes shut, that he lets Dice hold him so close. Again and again, he brushes his fingers through Dice's hair; his breathing shifts to something a little more ragged.

He's being kissed breathless, and as Gentaro pulls away for a moment, he finds it's hard to catch it. But he's smiling, eyes bright as he opens them and nudges his nose against Dice's. ]

You know, I think we would be much more comfortable on the couch.

[The kiss is unlike anything Dice has experienced, mutual attraction and months of longing mixing together in his head and between them to make him just short of dizzy from the resulting giddiness. He's living, he's absolutely alive, and...

And the man he's holding against him, whose nose he's about to kiss with all fair amounts of stupidity, just suggested they relocate. Right, it's just to the couch, but as soon as he processes that there are much more dangerous thoughts going through his head. He grins madly, kissing Gentaro again with affection and passion he hasn't felt before in his life.]

What if I just wanna stare at you all day, huh? You're not gonna get a thing done.

[ Dice is a whirlwind that steals Gentaro's breath away. He kisses him back, pressing close to him as he walks him back to the couch. With a huff, he pushes him onto the couch and climbs into his lap, bracing himself on Dice's shoulders. ]

Oh, that would be a terrible thing. I'll have to demand compensation. [ One hand slides to Dice's chin, tilting it up. He leans in, just barely brushing their lips together. ] That was a lie, of course. You're free to distract me all day.

[Dice is walked back to the couch and takes a graceful tumble back onto it, sitting down heavily before he wraps his arms around Gentaro. They're like lovers for a moment, and not just friends having an explosive reckoning of affection. Dice likes it. He kinda hates that he likes it, but Gentaro is thrilling and warm and on his lap and he's laser focused on that right now.

He kisses him again, over and over.]

Y'know... you're too hot to be sittin' on a guy like me. I'm nothing but trouble, right? [Grinning.] Somebody oughta rescue you before I get real excited.

[ Wrapped up in Dice's arms like this, it's perhaps a little more difficult to think clearly. His heart hammers in his chest; Gentaro could get used to this, to Dice's warmth and strength. They've always been touchy with each other, but this is much more different.

He kisses him back, sliding a hand up into Dice's hair to grip just between soft and rough. His lips part for a moment, and he lets out a quiet sound that's dangerously close to a whine when Dice stops kissing him.

He pulls back slightly, looking at him with dark eyes and flushed cheeks. ]

Oh? I think you'll find I don't mind a taste of trouble once in a while. [ His other hand trails down to Dice's stomach, underneath his shirt. He rakes his nails along Dice's stomach. Gentaro leans in, lips brushing against his ear-- ]

Besides... maybe you'll be the one who needs rescuing.

[Wow.
Okay.
Cool.
Immediate reaction to that.

He full-body shivers and practically melts into the couch cushions, but it's probably not enough to hide the fact that that particular set of gestures and actions made Dice hard. Not that he's paying attention to that right now. Right now his whole world is Gentaro, particularly his eyes and his lips.]

Guess if it's you I don't mind not bein' rescued any time soon.

[One hand finds Gentaro's cheek and draws him back into a kiss, deeper this time, committed to the possibility of more.]

[ There's not a day that goes by that Gentaro doesn't think Dice is absolutely beautiful. Right now, though, he's breathtaking. Gentaro is acting on instinct, paying attention to what Dice reacts to and what he himself likes, too. It's all new, this, but there's no one he'd rather do this with.

He pulls Dice's hair, just as he lets him pull him in for another kiss. Gentaro parts his lips against Dice's, letting out a quiet moan. Dice isn't the only one who's gotten hard; he rocks against Dice, hand tightening in his hair.

He pulls away, touching their foreheads together. ]

Mmm. It's the least you could do for me, you know, after you've made me fall for you.

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