[ He wants to tell him he's done much more for him. He holds back, though, because there'll be more time for that... later, perhaps.
Here and now, he wants to stay in the moment. Gentaro gets out of the car, then leads Dice inside. It's warmly lit and comfortable inside, and there are bookshelves upon bookshelves filled with books. Once he slips his shoes off, he turns to Dice.
[Dice is just awed by him, at this point. The house is beautiful, and so unlike Dice's apartment. He slips his own shoes off and holds Gentaro's hand gently.]
It's nice. I guess I never really thought about what the inside would look like. Or how big it actually was. This is... really nice, yeah.
[Dice revels in the softness, in how unguarded Gentarois right now. He'd thought of him as cold and distant often, but there were glimpses of things that drew him in. He's happy to finally get to see what must be a much more authentic Gentaro.
He leans into the kiss, reaching up with his free hand to touch Gentaro's cheek gently.]
Mmm.
[The hand travels slightly, settling the fingertips in Gentaro's hair. He can't help but be curious about how soft it is, now that he's seen softness in his eyes, too.]
[ Gentaro leans into the touch, but it's gone too soon. He shivers, though, when Dice's hand settles in his hair. After giving his hand a squeeze, he slides both arms around his neck.
Kissing Dice like this is better than he'd ever imagined. Despite the animosity he'd felt at first, Dice had gotten to him in some way. Gentaro's not ashamed to admit to himself that he's thought about this, pressed up against Dice, kissing him just like this.
He deepens the kiss just slightly, his heartbeat pounding in his ears. ]
[Dice is inexperienced and being swept up in this too easily, but he's happy about it. He's glad it's with someone who inspires him, who makes him want to be a better person.
He kisses Gentaro, matching his intensity and gentleness, dropping his hands and wrapping his arms around Gentaro's waist. Pulling him close, he focuses on the kiss and on reading Gentaro, trying to learn and adapt and be everything this man deserves.]
[ His craving for touch is so much more intense than he'd realized. Gentaro makes a soft, needy sound against his lips, his own parting as he grips that back of his shirt.
Now that he's kissing Dice, he knows he doesn't want to stop, ever. He wants to know everything about him, get to know who he truly is. They're both victims of the Party, and maybe that's why they've connected so deeply.
[If this is moving too fast somehow, he really doesn't care. They've spent months dancing around the truth about each other. Dice has spent months looking through Gentaro's veil of sorts and falling in love with the glimpses of reality he's seen. Nothing could have prepared him for how warm and wonderful he is with the barrier gone.
He nods, and he follows wherever Gentaro leads, taking his hand again and staying close. He's getting hooked on kissing him, and he doesn't want to be far from his warmth.]
[ Once they've reached his room, Gentaro steals a kiss before he removes his cape. That's all for now -- he's too impatient as he leads him to the bed. He wants Dice to undress him. How much he wants it and to bare himself completely surprises him, but then again, there's something about Dice that makes him want.
He pulls him in for another deep kiss, eager and hungry, hands wandering along his chest, down to his waist and beneath his shirt. Feeling his skin beneath his fingertips is addictive, trailing along his stomach, back, his chest. ]
[Dice follows, watching with rapt attention and a racing pulse as Gentaro invites him to the bed. This... cannot be real, but it is. Maybe if Dice were more cautious, he'd think he was being set up for something. But he's trusting and gentle in his own way, so he only shivers as he's touched, practically purring into every kiss.
His hands go to Gentaro's buttons, unfastening them as quickly as he can. He wants to see Gentaro bared as much as Gentaro wants to be bared.]
[ Gentaro shudders and deepens the kiss, impatient and needy. His body radiates heat, making him more impatient. Dice can't undress him fast enough, and neither can Gentaro. He wants to see Dice, every part of him. Tugging him back to the bed, he all but drags him onto the bed and on top of him.
He makes quick work of his shirt. Seeing him shirtless leaves Gentaro aching with desire, cock hardening. ]
[Dice doesn't actually know the first thing about the rest of Gentaro's clothing, but he stops caring the second he's pulled down atop him. He can figure it out, if it means he gets to see all of him... including that hardness so plainly evident now. Figuring it the fuck out is a special skill of Dice's, and he's confident if nothing else in the world.
So he fumbles slightly, but the hakama are untied and pushed down far enough that Dice can see Gentaro's cock tenting his underwear.]
Fuck, you're hot.
[If that's a stupid thing to say, he absolutely doesn't care. He's busy leaning down and biting Gentaro's neck and shoulder with his prominent incisors as his hand finds its way into Gentaro's underwear and around his dick.]
[ The color on his cheeks deepens. With Dice's hand so close to his cock, it's ridiculous to feel anything close to shy. The compliment gets to him, though, breath catching. ]
Trying to flatter--
[ Before he can say anything else, Dice's hand surrounds his cock, and Gentaro moans loudly. He grips Dice's shoulders, panting softly. He meets his eyes, unable to look away. There's no way he'll say it out loud, but he realizes just how desperately he needs this, needs Dice, needs to be unraveled until he can't even think. ]
[He's gorgeous. Moreso than any other time Dice has looked at him, he thinks. He wants things he can't recall ever wanting from anyone else, and he wants them desperately.]
...this feel like flattery?
[Sure, Dice would like certain things, but right now he wants to touch and lick and bite every covered inch of Gentaro until he's marked and claimed. It's a feral energy he hasn't expressed in so, so long. This is unfiltered Dice, his hair falling askew, his cheeks slightly dusted with pink, his hand eagerly working to figure out what makes Gentaro react.]
[ It's baffling to think about how they started off. Now, he can't imagine ever staying away from Dice. He's lovely, sweet and earnest, and what he's doing with his hand is driving him out of his mind already. Much better than his own hand. ]
It doesn't matter what it is, [ he manages, chest heaving.
He reaches up, sliding a hand into his hair to grip gently. ]
[Something in that tone is commanding, and suddenly Dice has absolutely no problem with authority whatsoever. He lets go of Gentaro's cock only long enough to get his underwear pushed down as far as he can, then he goes back to stroking him increasingly feverishly.
It's insane. All of this is a dream come true, and for once he doesn't expect things to turn on him.
That hand in his hair holds him in place, and so does that commanding gaze, but he challenges it by lowering his head to bite and suck at Gentaro's skin. He travels down as far as Gentaro will allow, teeth bared and tongue working.]
[ The challenge gets him to crane his neck and gasp. He doesn't stop him from marking him up, and he doesn't plan on it. Dice can leave his marks on him anywhere he wants.
Feeling Dice's mouth and teeth on him, his hand working on him has him moaning desperately. Gentaro rocks into his hand, impatient all over again. Already he wants to feel Dice inside him, but he has just enough patience for this. Whatever Dice gives him, he'll gladly take it.
He was reluctant to take Dice's money, but there's no way he'll turn this down. ]
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You're going to inflate my ego, you know.
[ His cheeks are warm, colored pink. He leans over and kisses him, one that leaves him wanting more when he pulls back. ]
Shall we go inside, Dice?
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Yeah, well, at least I will've done something for you!
[But he turns the car off after the kiss, and breaks himself away from staring at Gentaro.]
Whenever. Lead on.
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Here and now, he wants to stay in the moment. Gentaro gets out of the car, then leads Dice inside. It's warmly lit and comfortable inside, and there are bookshelves upon bookshelves filled with books. Once he slips his shoes off, he turns to Dice.
He takes his hand, giving it a squeeze. ]
Welcome to my home.
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It's nice. I guess I never really thought about what the inside would look like. Or how big it actually was. This is... really nice, yeah.
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[ He intertwines their fingers. Inside his own space, he's much more relaxed than Dice has ever seen him.
He takes a step forward, leaving little space between them. For a few moments, Gentaro looks at him, entranced, before he kisses him softly. ]
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He leans into the kiss, reaching up with his free hand to touch Gentaro's cheek gently.]
Mmm.
[The hand travels slightly, settling the fingertips in Gentaro's hair. He can't help but be curious about how soft it is, now that he's seen softness in his eyes, too.]
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Kissing Dice like this is better than he'd ever imagined. Despite the animosity he'd felt at first, Dice had gotten to him in some way. Gentaro's not ashamed to admit to himself that he's thought about this, pressed up against Dice, kissing him just like this.
He deepens the kiss just slightly, his heartbeat pounding in his ears. ]
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He kisses Gentaro, matching his intensity and gentleness, dropping his hands and wrapping his arms around Gentaro's waist. Pulling him close, he focuses on the kiss and on reading Gentaro, trying to learn and adapt and be everything this man deserves.]
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Now that he's kissing Dice, he knows he doesn't want to stop, ever. He wants to know everything about him, get to know who he truly is. They're both victims of the Party, and maybe that's why they've connected so deeply.
Finally, he breaks the kiss, breathing hard. ]
... Let's go to my room.
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He nods, and he follows wherever Gentaro leads, taking his hand again and staying close. He's getting hooked on kissing him, and he doesn't want to be far from his warmth.]
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He pulls him in for another deep kiss, eager and hungry, hands wandering along his chest, down to his waist and beneath his shirt. Feeling his skin beneath his fingertips is addictive, trailing along his stomach, back, his chest. ]
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His hands go to Gentaro's buttons, unfastening them as quickly as he can. He wants to see Gentaro bared as much as Gentaro wants to be bared.]
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He makes quick work of his shirt. Seeing him shirtless leaves Gentaro aching with desire, cock hardening. ]
Dice.
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So he fumbles slightly, but the hakama are untied and pushed down far enough that Dice can see Gentaro's cock tenting his underwear.]
Fuck, you're hot.
[If that's a stupid thing to say, he absolutely doesn't care. He's busy leaning down and biting Gentaro's neck and shoulder with his prominent incisors as his hand finds its way into Gentaro's underwear and around his dick.]
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Trying to flatter--
[ Before he can say anything else, Dice's hand surrounds his cock, and Gentaro moans loudly. He grips Dice's shoulders, panting softly. He meets his eyes, unable to look away. There's no way he'll say it out loud, but he realizes just how desperately he needs this, needs Dice, needs to be unraveled until he can't even think. ]
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...this feel like flattery?
[Sure, Dice would like certain things, but right now he wants to touch and lick and bite every covered inch of Gentaro until he's marked and claimed. It's a feral energy he hasn't expressed in so, so long. This is unfiltered Dice, his hair falling askew, his cheeks slightly dusted with pink, his hand eagerly working to figure out what makes Gentaro react.]
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[ It's baffling to think about how they started off. Now, he can't imagine ever staying away from Dice. He's lovely, sweet and earnest, and what he's doing with his hand is driving him out of his mind already. Much better than his own hand. ]
It doesn't matter what it is, [ he manages, chest heaving.
He reaches up, sliding a hand into his hair to grip gently. ]
I want more of it.
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It's insane. All of this is a dream come true, and for once he doesn't expect things to turn on him.
That hand in his hair holds him in place, and so does that commanding gaze, but he challenges it by lowering his head to bite and suck at Gentaro's skin. He travels down as far as Gentaro will allow, teeth bared and tongue working.]
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Feeling Dice's mouth and teeth on him, his hand working on him has him moaning desperately. Gentaro rocks into his hand, impatient all over again. Already he wants to feel Dice inside him, but he has just enough patience for this. Whatever Dice gives him, he'll gladly take it.
He was reluctant to take Dice's money, but there's no way he'll turn this down. ]