SLUTTY GENDICE POST FOR SLUTTY GENDICES

[soulager]

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[chronicgambler]

...could be better, maybe.

[Maybe he's being a little bold, but when isn't he? His fingers curl into Gentaro's shirt, then dip slightly behind the very top of his hakama's back board.]

I got an idea, but I don't wanna move...

[omikuji]

[ He draws in a breath, but he doesn't stop Dice. Brushing the hair out of his eyes, he watches him. ]

Don't leave me in such suspense, now. Tell me.

[chronicgambler]

[Tell him? How about he shows him?

With that hand still on Gentaro's back, Dice sleepily raises his head for a moment. He grins at him, fully comfortable and soothed by the touches, before pressing their foreheads together again. His unoccupied hand travels to Gentaro's chest, and he eases Gentaro back onto the couch so he can stretch out on top of him.]

How's that?

[omikuji]

[ He lets out a quiet, surprised sound, but he doesn't kick up a fuss. It is much more comfortable like this. Dice's warmth covers him better than even the most exquisite blanket.

He slides his arms around him, palms resting against his upper back. ]

It's perfect.

[chronicgambler]

Yeah. It's nice, right?

[He tucks his head beside Gentaro's, lips so close to his cheek that the temptation to just lean in is difficult to resist. But he resists. He wonders if it might console Gentaro if he did it, if he just showed affection for him as he is, here and now.

Thinking was never Dice's strong suit, so he closes his eyes and huffs a little sigh.]

[omikuji]

Mmm.

[ Gentaro thinks more than enough for them. It's so close to impossible to ignore the urge to turn his head and brush their lips together. His fingers twitch around Dice's shirt as he lets out a soft, trembling sigh. ]

Dice...

[ He wants to just go for it. Somehow, he can't, even though Dice knows the truth of who he is. ]

[chronicgambler]

Hm? What's up?

[He really can't help himself, but he's behaving. He wants to see Gentaro for who he is, without all these trappings of someone else. But that's a long-term goal if he's ever had one.]

[omikuji]

[ How long has it truly been since he listened to his heart and really, truly, took something for himself? He's been so focused on being someone he's not for the sake of his plan. He's not a selfless person, far from it. But something so simple as the touch of someone he loves...

Gentaro draws in a shaking breath. Every part of him screams at him to drop it.

Instead, he leans in and presses the softest kiss to his lips. He pulls back quickly, because all his doubts are rearing up again. ]

[chronicgambler]

[Dice is surprised, but only a little. Maybe because it feels so right, he doesn't question it for a moment.

He reaches up the second Gentaro pulls away and threads fingers into his hair, trying gently to ease him back in so Dice can return the gesture.]

[omikuji]

[ It doesn't take much to draw him back in. Gentaro makes a soft, relieved sound into the kiss as he sinks his fingers into Dice's hair. His other hand rests against Dice's chest above his heart.

Slowly, he deepens the kiss, eyes sliding shut. Dice always keeps his promises: He's Gentaro's rock, and he makes him feel safe to try something he's been afraid to. ]

[chronicgambler]

[Gentaro doesn't move away, and Dice makes a soft, surprised sound as he feels Gentaro practically melt beneath him. His fingers nestle gently in Gentaro's hair as he closes his own eyes tighter and focuses on the kiss. Maybe he's doing it right, maybe not, but does it matter?

Tipping his head slightly, Dice tries to take some control of the kiss. It feels good, and subconsciously he knows that he's showing Gentaro that he's wanted, just the way he is. Or however he is, was, or will be.]

[omikuji]

[ To Gentaro, it's perfect in every way. Kissing Dice is even better than he'd imagined. Their lips fit together so well, even if Gentaro's kisses are a little clumsy. Holding tighter onto him, Gentaro knows much of what makes this so wonderful is that Dice accepts him as he is, who he is.

It won't wipe away his deep, deep self-loathing. But it's a start that Dice is taking control, showing him that he wants him. This much attention and care is so new that it scares him a little.

Dice is a balm to that. He parts his lips slightly, desperate for more. ]

[chronicgambler]

[Dice makes a soft, warm sound against Gentaro's lips, ignoring everything but the way their lips connect, and the way Gentaro's hair feels beneath his fingers. There's a brief skip in the kiss, and Dice smiles.]

I guess I don't have to say it...

[omikuji]

[ He lets out a soft, breathless laugh. His hair's a mess and his cheeks are red, but he's smiling so brightly up at him. ]

What if I want you to?

[chronicgambler]

[Dice looks into Gentaro's eyes, his smile still soft.]

I love you. You. And nothing's gonna change that.

[omikuji]

[ Dice really has doomed him, but Gentaro welcomes it. He lets out another one of those laughs and kisses him. ]

I love you, too. [ He rests his palms against his cheeks. ] I may never stop saying it.

[chronicgambler]

I mean, I'll never get tired of saying it.

[It's new, but it feels so right that he doesn't think he'll ever mind. So he can assert that easily.]

[omikuji]

Say it as much as you want.

[ He pulls him in for a deeper kiss, smiling into it. ]

You're the one I want, in every single way.

[chronicgambler]

[Dice's hand ends up at Gentaro's hip, his thumb tracing the waistline of Gentaro's hakama.]

For good, right? 'Cause that's what I want.

[omikuji]

[ Oh, that's good. Gentaro shivers and lifts his hips slightly. ]

Mm, for good. [ He cups his cheek and nudges their noses together. ] I'm yours.

[chronicgambler]

[That reaction gets Dice in a way he didn't quite want to admit Gentaro could get him. He shifts slightly so one leg is more soundly between Gentaro's.]

Man, you're calling me cute, but... You're sure somethin' yourself.

[omikuji]

[ He huffs indignantly, but his breath stutters slightly. ]

Hardly. If you keep teasing me, I won't give you your allowance for a month.

[chronicgambler]

Might be worth it...

[Now it's Gentaro's move. Dice doesn't think he has to do anything to encourage more, but he will if he needs to. Instead, he just kisses Gentaro again, deeply and with every ounce of affection he's held tightly to since he realized his feelings.]

[omikuji]

[ He huffs again, but it shifts to a smile. He kisses him back just as deeply, and with Dice's hand at his hip, there's more heat to it.

There's been more than enough thinking for the both of them, so Gentaro just lets himself feel. He slides his hands under Dice's shirt, fingers brushing along his stomach, up to his chest, slowly exploring. ]

[chronicgambler]

[While Dice would never call himself touch-starved, he often is. He thrives on contact like this, he's learning, and he loves the thrill it sends through him. Gentaro's hands are welcome on his skin. Everything feels like a deeper connection than he ever assumed he'd have with anyone.

But this is his Gentaro, not the world's. This is the man he loves to sleep beside. To be teased and harassed by. The man he'd die for as easily as breathing, if it came to it. His survival instinct will keep them both safe.

Letting his hand stray behind Gentaro, Dice slowly begins to pull Gentaro's shirt out of where it's tucked in.]