Gentaro listens, and when Dice kisses him, he returns it. It's more eager than he'd intended, but maybe it wouldn't be so bad to let the mask slip a little more. Gentaro knows this is foolish--that Dice is mortal and he will be gone one day.
But he decides he wants to take the risk, too. He slides his arms around the samurai's neckand pulls him close, burying a hand in his hair. Dice is intoxicating, and Gentaro wants him so badly it aches. Not just in the physical sense--he hooks a leg around his waist and rocks against him--but in every way.
Gentaro keeps his heart closely guarded... but would it really be terrible to put it in Dice's capable hands? ]
I would like to keep you as long as you'll allow.
[ He kisses him again with heat and desire.He could spend the rest of his life kissing him, and it still wouldn't be enough. ]
[The kiss burns just as hot as the rest of what they've done, even if it has a slightly different feeling to it. It's a flame melting the wax to place a seal on their union, as far as Dice is concerned.
Life isn't without risks. Being one with an oni is a terrible risk, probably the worst Dice has ever gambled on... But he doesn't really care. What has he got to lose? His life? His dignity? He cared about neither to begin with. So he'll freely give himself and everything he is to the one being who's made him feel, and he'll live happier for it.]
Until the day I die. Don't even think of takin' this back.
[He returns the kiss with searing heat, pressing his body against Gentaro's.]
That attitude of yours is going to backfire, you know.
[ He shudders and kisses him again, unable to get enough of him. He can understand now, why Dice chases thrills. He himself is a thrill, and Gentaro can't resist. Maybe he should, because that would be the smart thing to do, but as he presses both palms to Dice's cheeks, he decides it's time to throw caution out the window. ]
You're very fortunate to have me looking after you. [ He rocks against him, letting out a low groan. His eyes gleam, but behind them is warmth and affection. ] Now... didn't you have something to finish? Take care with my clothes. If you tear them, I'll have to thoroughly punish you.
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Gentaro listens, and when Dice kisses him, he returns it. It's more eager than he'd intended, but maybe it wouldn't be so bad to let the mask slip a little more. Gentaro knows this is foolish--that Dice is mortal and he will be gone one day.
But he decides he wants to take the risk, too. He slides his arms around the samurai's neckand pulls him close, burying a hand in his hair. Dice is intoxicating, and Gentaro wants him so badly it aches. Not just in the physical sense--he hooks a leg around his waist and rocks against him--but in every way.
Gentaro keeps his heart closely guarded... but would it really be terrible to put it in Dice's capable hands? ]
I would like to keep you as long as you'll allow.
[ He kisses him again with heat and desire.He could spend the rest of his life kissing him, and it still wouldn't be enough. ]
If you'll be mine, then I will be yours as well.
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Life isn't without risks. Being one with an oni is a terrible risk, probably the worst Dice has ever gambled on... But he doesn't really care. What has he got to lose? His life? His dignity? He cared about neither to begin with. So he'll freely give himself and everything he is to the one being who's made him feel, and he'll live happier for it.]
Until the day I die. Don't even think of takin' this back.
[He returns the kiss with searing heat, pressing his body against Gentaro's.]
You're stuck with me now.
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[ He shudders and kisses him again, unable to get enough of him. He can understand now, why Dice chases thrills. He himself is a thrill, and Gentaro can't resist. Maybe he should, because that would be the smart thing to do, but as he presses both palms to Dice's cheeks, he decides it's time to throw caution out the window. ]
You're very fortunate to have me looking after you. [ He rocks against him, letting out a low groan. His eyes gleam, but behind them is warmth and affection. ] Now... didn't you have something to finish? Take care with my clothes. If you tear them, I'll have to thoroughly punish you.