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[personal profile] chronicgambler 2021-10-22 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
[Dice sees that look, and he knows he's never been looked at like that before, so it takes him precious seconds to figure out what its quiet, comfortable intensity really means. He doesn't quite register that it means love, adoration, an unspoken promise, but he gets close enough that once those fingers are in his hair all he can do is faintly melt forward, wrapping grateful arms around Gentaro.

Their lips meet, and he feels his world change in an instant. There's heat, there's affection, there's something Dice has tasted before but never owned, never named. And he kisses Gentaro back with fierce devotion, something he takes and runs with for a moment, before he realizes they're having a moment and he can't just go for broke. He may not know what restraint really looks like, so the moment isn't going to last peacefully forever. Eventually, he knows he'll break the spell. The difference is that, well, Gentaro knows him. He won't turn away from Dice's risk-taking or impulsiveness or brashness. He'll look at him with those same gorgeous eyes and Dice will feel a thrill just like he's feeling now, again and again.

He hopes.]
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[personal profile] catarou 2021-10-23 06:17 am (UTC)(link)
[ Dice could kiss him like this for as long as he wanted, and Gentaro would be an extremely happy man. He kisses him back, cups his cheek with his other hand, and cards his fingers through his hair again and again. Fate has never been particularly kind to Gentaro, but this-- this is something else entirely. He and Dice are so deeply intertwined that he can't imagine his life without him.

At that, his breath catches, and he kisses him a few moments more before he pulls back. Gentaro is quiet for a moment, two, and he touches his forehead to his. ]


... Would you like to go to my room, Dice?