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illmatic iruma jyuto aka 45rabbito in the building ([personal profile] inthebuilding) wrote2017-11-02 10:43 pm
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[personal profile] dissimilates 2020-01-15 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ jyuto fits so perfectly in his arms, the way his chin rests on his shoulder. kogami takes his time to answer, remembering the little snippets of moments during christmas eve, and their date -- the moments he's snagged: ]

How you always seem warm and polite with the others but never close. [ he pauses, quietly contemplative. ] And how, even when you're different with me, you seem to be unused to having people stick around.
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[personal profile] dissimilates 2020-01-16 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
[ kogami's breath catches when he feels the shift of his dogtags, his gaze becoming heated, darkening when he watches the thin chin between those plush, full lips, that lovely mouth he had been privileged to sample time after time, the satisfaction and warmth of having jyuto open up to him.

there's a reason, he knows -- there are always reasons to why people are the way they are, and kogami wants to learn more about jyuto, who he is, and what ties those little things together. those noble reasons, however, take a backseat to the primal gutpunch jyuto presently inspires, and all he can see is that smile, the vivid green of his eyes. the softest touch of his mouth sends his pulse racing, and the thin chain feels like it burns when it rests against his neck again.

his grip tightens on him, briefly. ]


Someday. [ his fingers come up now, gently grasping his chin, thumb gently smoothing over his lower lip as if he could divine his secrets just like this. ] I can wait.
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[personal profile] dissimilates 2020-01-16 06:16 am (UTC)(link)
[ he knows the look -- he knows how bold it is, and how jyuto is tightening his grip on him in his own way, even if it's the other man that's caught in his embrace. jyuto plays his own games, clever and shrewd in ways that draw kogami's attention. they're both wild in different ways, created to complement each other, and in him he sees a mirror of himself, a man fitting in all the right places.

jyuto coaxes patience with a kiss, and it lingers, sweet as poison as he licks his own lips, as if pursuing the taste of him. there is no question that kogami is entranced, but at that reminder the world comes back into focus again -- and he only smiles as he releases him graciously. it's different from when he made him late for the christmas eve party, but then again, kogami has always liked being unpredictable. ]


I'll see you next time.