crowspace | For ninjou.

[He would (quietly) do anything for him. Funny thing, that.]

I want to be with you. Whatever happens, happens.

That's what I want too.

[Odasaku lifts Dazai's hand so that he can kiss the back of it.]

[Dazai smiles. Honestly, it's only going to get better. For as long as they can.

Relaxing, he just watches Odasaku.]

[It's brief and gentlemanly, the hand kiss. Odasaku lowers their linked hands after a second without letting go, and steps closer to give just as chaste a kiss to Dazai's lips.]

[Again, he'll let him lead, leaning slightly into the kiss as he breathes Odasaku in and relishes a gentleness they don't know anywhere else.

He puts his other hand on Odasaku's arm.]

[The hand not squeezing Dazai's moves to lightly play with Dazai's hair. He can't help it.

The kiss is slow, and lingering - one turns into another equally gentle kiss. They have all night - there's no rush.]

[He leans into every kiss, eager but softly submitting to everything that Odasaku has always symbolized to him. Everything. He tips his head into the touch and a small, content sound rises from him.]

[Dazai's happy sounds are cute, but Odasaku promised not to say that word about him again.

He deepens his kisses, slowly - so slowly that it could be called 'teasingly' if you were feeling uncharitable about it. He doesn't mean to, he just wants to take his time.]

[He can take his time. Dazai doesn't mind at all. Maybe his reactions are a little cute. But he's giving himself over and he'll take as much as he gives.

Now the tables are turned and Odasaku is the tease. It's lovely for the masochist in Dazai who wants what he wants. Being away, though, he decided that the best route was to let the older man lead.]

[It's not intentional teasing, but as long as Dazai's enjoying it, sort of...?

Odasaku pulls back a little in order to kiss near Dazai's ear, then his jaw. If Dazai makes some more happy sounds, then that will be perfect.]

[There's a small gasp, followed by a low, shuddering laugh and another suitable sound. He'll be gone soon enough. He'll die of happiness.

He enjoys it and shivers pleasantly.]

Odasaku...

[That's his favorite way to hear his name.

Odasaku gives a pleased hum and kisses his jaw again before taking an earlobe into his mouth and gently sucking on it.]

[Dazai shivers again and his arms are around Odasaku in short order. He's perfectly fine being paid careful attention to. Everything is wonderful and intimate and he could do this for hours.]

I can't believe we're doing this...

[And he sounds all too pleased about it.]

[Odasaku leaves another few kisses before answering.]

It seems a little unreal. ...So I hope you don't mind if I take my time.

Always.

[Because he'll give Dazai everything he never knew he wanted. He'll be attentive and gentle and they'll be amazing together, just like this. Dazai is content with kisses and caresses, doesn't need anything overt or intense. As long as he has this, he's more than happy.]

[Yes, he will. He kissss Dazai on the lips again, as gently as before. Dazai is someone he wants to appreciate, cherish, and he can't do that if he rushes.]

[He aches from happiness because it's such a foreign concept. He'll never know its ins and outs, but Odasaku gives him hope that he'll taste if from time to time. It's fleeting and wonderful.

Carefully, nothing pushy, he parts his lips only a little.]

[If Dazai wants that... Odasaku's tongue tastes Dazai's lips, a soft swipe. A pleased sound leaves the back of his throat.

He squeezes Dazai's hand again. He's here, with Dazai, as much as anyone can be with him]

[It's terrible, how much he wants to get lost in this. Odasaku is so much, he's all Dazai can see in the world right now. That touch to his lips makes Dazai groan quietly, a sweet noise of gratitude he won't offer anyone else.

His thumb strokes Odasaku's hand.]

[He hates to swallow that sound, but he can't not deepen the kiss after hearing it. His eyes are shut tight and so he imagines what Dazai must look like right now.

Charming was a stretch, but handsome wasn't. It doesn't do him justice, in fact.]

[Odasaku is the one who must look incredible like this, lightness replacing the oppressive nature of his usual evening moods. Odasaku worries too much.

The kiss deepens, with Dazai practically melting into Odasaku. He lets the kiss linger, keeps it going with his eyes shut and his lips accepting.]

[They'd never get anywhere arguing the point, so let's just say they're both beautiful.

Odasaku finally lets go of Dazai's hand in order to pull him even closer, if that's possible with them already being so close. The kiss deepens naturally, Odasaku pursuing how much Dazai will let him get away with.

The answer is probably 'a lot'.]

[It's a very large amount, because he's also getting wrapped up in Odasaku, a content hum as arms go around him and he's kept close, allowing himself to lean in and let the kiss get away from him.

He's enthralled. One hand settles on Odasaku's cheek.]

[It's similar from Odasaku's side. Every breath he takes feels like Dazai, every sound reaching his ears is Dazai, and he feels practically nothing but Dazai in his arms and resting his hand on Odasaku's cheek. Dazai is easy to get lost in.

Odasaku strokes Dazai's back softly. The kiss and everything else that comes with it sends a shiver through him.]

[Dazai feels impossibly small and his heart pounds so loud that he feels like his eardrums will burst. His whole body is warm and softly he presses against Odasaku. Nothing like before, no scandal, no tease. He simply sighs and makes himself a part of that sacred space around him.

Both hands settle on his cheeks as Dazai barely restrains himself.]

For ninjou.

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