The longer their riveting conversation prolonged, the more their amusement seemed to be mutually understood. Although this particularly unusual and clearly foreign guest appeared reluctant about entering this wondrous room, and being engaged in conversation, it's quite clear-- at least to the attentive blond, that this discussion quickly escalated a point of interest. Be it gradual or not, Tamaki's captivation tactic-- employed on those who are blessed enough to find themselves within the renowned comfort of the Host Club home, is successfully being used.
"I would indeed take pleasure in witnessing such a presumably pleasurable sight," he shamelessly spoke in admittance before deliberately batting violet hues in an alluring manner. "Tell me, my little lost kitten, would you by chance be interested in swapping attire?" The blond suggested before swiftly arching one eyebrow and allowing it to take further shelter underneath velvety locks. "Temporarily of course, however that should be enough to suffice, don't you agree?" Tamaki explained in order to reassure his guest, that such spectacular clothing wouldn't be permanently discarded.
Naturally, he began subtly examining Natsu's distinct appearance over once more. Only one arm was exposed; that particular style was one unbeknownst to the aristocrat, prior to this chance encounter taking place. That exposed arm was clearly muscular, biceps were of great significance-- especially in comparison to those possessed by the host. The scarf was admittedly outstanding; undoubtedly a wise apparel choice to highlight the Mage's rather appealing features. Of course, those radiant locks of pink hair drew his attention immediately. From the very moment this considerably unusual man wandered into the music room, those bewitching locks had piqued his interest.
"A castle you say? Perhaps if I find myself within Magnolia in the future, you could escort me to this guild of yours, Fairy Tail?" Tamaki requested with obvious glimmering within those now widened hues. An endearing demeanour became present, as he was slightly astonished as to the lifestyle his guest has become accustomed to.
Instantly-- once it became within his knowledge that Natsu isn't currently in love with anybody, lips curved upward and the distance between them on the couch was deliberately broken. "Ah, than it's only a matter of time, that much I can assure you of," he paused and then slowly cupped the others rough skin from underneath his chin; moisturised pastel fingertips gently prodded into the man's visage. "You'll far for me, before your departure today," he smoothly stated in confidence before he slowly began arching his neck forward and allowing his own fleecy lips to hover over those belonging to his guest. He made certain not to actually have his lips come in physical contact with Natsu's, instead he paused a mere inch away, curious to see if he'll be pushed away, or this temptation will be pursued.
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