#akouyou

[geohund]

@akouyou​ replied:  ur such a [redacted]

suddenly he’s kazuha-phobic now.  if u want to date him, u have to be 5′6″+ tall, anyone else is too small to kiss and it’ll give him back problems.  sucks to suck ig!

[psychreaped]

my vic, my love, my babe, i adore u so much. u bring so much life everywhere u go and seeing u on my dash and in my dms and anywhere?? its a shot of sunlight babey!! u give me so much joy and u have been such a good friend to me and i adore u my whole chest, the whole thing. UR SO TALENTED AND BEAUTIFUL and i value u so much okay xo

@akouyou ➜ HEY WHAT THE FUCK I'M SOFT????

NOT GONNA LIE THIS IS MAKING ME FULL BLOWN SOB AND I REALLY NEEDED THIS TODAY??? YOU ARE THE LIGHT OF MY LIIIIIIIIIIIIFE AND I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!!!!!!! I'M KEEPING THIS FOREVER AND GONNA CRUMBLE INTO MY SOFT FEELS FOR MY BABE!!!! I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU!!!!! YOU MAKE ME SO HAPPY AND I CHERISH YOU WITH MY WHOLE GAY HEART!!!!!!!!!

[geohund]

@akouyou sent:  28 or perish muah muah prompts  28.  first kiss

Their track history with confessions was awry at best ( although he liked to think he was adept at the activity, having been very forthcoming in his desires whereas the other had just not comprehended the depth of them - kind of insulting if he were to think about it ).  His nose bumps his as they laid in a brief moment of static, unmoving and quiet right before the awakening of commotion.

❝ Comfortable ?  ❞  He can’t help but check, nose bumping his again as he finally ( oh and it felt like a finally ) closed the distance between them, proximity becoming null as lips brushed against lips ( a sweet, simple caress - neediness restrained for the sake of not scaring him away ).

Some of the tension built-up from months ( felt like decades ) seeps away from his form, a breath of relief breathed out through his nose as he finally allows himself to be liberal with his touches.  Was it the wistful mind that agreed he tasted like he had always thought he’d be ?  Apart from the distant taste of earlier shared tea, a moment that still had dwelled in the nerves of an unforeseen return.

Tongue swipes at the samurai’s bottom lip, a promise of what could be rather than permission for entrance, but he does allow his own hands to wander from his back to the small of his back, centimeters away from reaching areas that would surely make the other squeak.

But he parts, only to place his forehead against his as he catches his breath, eyes focused solely on his yet-to-be partner, gaze rapt and intense ( and wanting ) as his throat bobs with a heavy swallow.  ❝ Hi.  ❞

[geohund]

@akouyou​ sent: “It is bleeding quite badly.” GRABS U 𝐀𝐍 𝐈𝐍𝐉𝐔𝐑𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄

...  So it was... even for his sturdier build ( to the point he was actually feeling the effects of blood loss for once, it would be a pain to recover ).

And, thus, that is why he truly couldn’t be blamed for getting all gooey when he was in a vulnerable, drowsy state, especially as he laid on the floor amidst the elements of nature.

❝ Maybe if you kissed it -  ❞  And he’s leaning in, smile laced with drunk affection and mind voided of anything else other than ‘ah, my favorite person is here’ with the vague undertones ‘am I dying?’.  The more positive emotion naturally took the pedestal in the forefront of his thoughts.

His hand engulfs Kazuha’s as he brings it close to his face, as if to make it cup his cheek in a needier than usual fashion.  ❝ It’d get better ?  ❞  Ah, a nap was looking quite nice right about now...

[geohund]

@akouyou​ sent:  " if it would not be... too much trouble. " the color is high on his cheeks, uncharacteristic discomfort as shattered calm splinters along hands that don't know what to do. they flutter, uselessly, in flightless direction. " arataki itto-- would you like to dance? "

. . .  Oh ?

Oh . . .  Fangs are fully brandished as he smirks down at him, and, ah, perhaps he ought to be gentle in his approach with the obviously flustered man, but he can’t help but let the impulses to express his enthusiasm for the idea sway him his actions for once ( when it came to this one affection that is ).  He was a creature of contact after all.

❝ On one condition,  ❞ he murmurs in the quiet backdrop of the festival, hands already firmly placed on Kazuha’s waist.  He certainly wasn’t above bribing.  ❝ Call me Itto, yeah ?  ❞  His expression is expectant before it’s shadowed by brief consideration, grip moving from his waist to his hands to give the other something to do with them ( and if he felt proud of noticing it, what of it ? ).  ❝ You’ve gained the right to call me by my first name a long time ago.  ❞

[geohund]

@akouyou​ sent: concentration: teeth sunk into lower lip, eyes narrowed slightly, fingers working obediently to task. it only takes a shift to set it all wrong, and his eyes flicker -- briefly, barely -- downwards and back. the stern line of his mouth, brow furrowed, his displeasure expressed.

" hold still. " and sets hand to shoulder to aid to the task of stillness, which is vitally important to finally, finally drawing the last strand through it's loop and tightening it against one horn. he smiles, pleased with himself, and the wind grips him in gentle hands as he descends to consider his work.

and, final judgement: " there. it looks... nice. "

Never did he believe he’d be afflicted by maudlin corrosions, albeit such word painted the mirth in this in a less tender light than it deserved ( and that’s a disservice to what they have both achieved, he knows ).  Maroon hues become shadowed by a half lidded gaze, curled lips fixated on a distracted, languid smile.  Dreamy and quiet for once despite the innate eagerness to interject with praising commentary, boastful of both of them, but he was trying.

Claws tighten around the grip on Kazuha’s waist, only indenting his clothes as he remains purposefully gentle ( if they become entangled, that was a problem for future them ).

Pride and vainglory were not unbeknownst to him, and the application of the sentiment often applied to the children that had been welcomed under his wings.  Mouth widens into a toothy grin as the man states he’s done, wasting little to no time in leaning in to bump their noses together in a flurried nuzzle.  And now it also applied to their blooming connection they both shared, a complex simplicity he was still growing used to ( were they partners yet ? ).  Impatience could take a brief rest.

Humans were frail, easily weakened things with a variety of needs that were often times difficult to remember, but this once was his, filled with the strength and ambition and bottomless in meaning ( his affections had never been a choice when it came to the elusive samurai, but fate had been fitting enough to lead an equal to his midst / or was it all them ? ). ❝ Looking a little lost there, Kazu !  Don’t tell me you’re becoming obsessed with me,  ❞  he jests as he laughs, simper teasing as he bops their foreheads together.  ❝ Embarrassing.  ❞  All accompanied by a fond stare as he ‘sneakily’ drags him closer ( where he belonged ).