[ Ah. Gentaro clears his throat gently as he feels heat creep across his cheeks. Dice isn't alone in feeling like a mess. Gentaro is just much better at hiding it. Practice makes perfect, and all that. ]
I've never noticed a scent like that.
[ He suddenly feels so much younger, but-- maybe that's not a terrible thing. He needs to recover, though, so as he walks over to join him, he gives a playful smile. He adjusts the collar of Dice's tunic; unintentionally, his fingers brush lightly against his neck. ]
Hmm, perhaps I should assign you to go around sniffing everything you can.
As embarrassing as the sound he makes when Gentaro's fingers brush his skin. He takes Gentaro's hand in his own and brings it to his cheek, eyes closing.]
I've foiled poisonings with it. But I could've sworn you smelled just like the tree outside of my window.
[Turning his head, he nuzzles Gentaro's palm, breathing him in.]
Gentaro's breath catches softly, but as close as they are, it's more than audible. He gently brushes his thumb over his cheek, looking at him with something close to wonder. And that sound--
He's never going to forget that. Gentaro wraps his arm around Dice, holding him close. ]
It was as if I were there with you. [ He kisses his cheek. ] Plum blossoms... I'd never thought of myself with such a delicate scent.
[Dice turns his head toward Gentaro, his heart aching. It's frightening being held so dear, but it really is all he ever wanted out of life. He delicately rests his nose against Gentaro's, tipping his head so their foreheads meet.]
I would've done almost anything to be by your side.
[Even though he said he wanted to go look around, he wouldn't actually mind spending the rest of the day in Gentaro's arms instead. That had been an attempt at being brave, at showing that he wasn't afraid of the world. But... maybe he is. Gentaro feels so safe.]
[ Gentaro had thought he couldn't possibly fall any harder for him. He draws in a breath, one that's gently shaking. Gentaro might have brought Dice back from the brink of death, but Dice has saved him, too.
He closes his eyes, soaking in Dice's warmth and strength. It's as if the world has shrunk down to just them, and Gentaro's just fine with that. ]
And now you're here, by my side.
[ He opens his eyes, gazing at him with affection and warmth and love. His cheeks are still a bit pink, especially with Dice being so sweet, but he leans in and kisses him. ]
I wrote poetry about you. I wrote music in your honor. No one ever knew. You're the most incredible thing.
[A sigh.]
And so, so beautiful that it makes my heart ache.
[Even now, even this close. Dice kisses Gentaro after that note, softly, sweetly as he can manage, but it doesn't quite stay that way. It's a little laced with sorrow, a little desperate for the belonging he's being offered. It becomes delicately passionate, like he's trying to be polite about how much he wants to stay close and never be forgotten.]
[ Gentaro knows they were foolish to do what they did. But this-- it emphasizes that even more. Dice is truly one of a kind, gentle and sweet, and warmer than the sun.
His heart thumps in his chest, and for once, words escape him. Even if he could find the words, Dice steals the air from his lungs. He has no intention of pushing things past his comfort, but he's never been kissed like this. He's been kissed plenty of times, but this is much different. That sorrow--Gentaro doesn't miss it, nor does he miss that desperation. And Gentaro is so very weak for him.
What else can he do besides kiss him back? Gentaro matches that passion easily as he slides his hand into his hair and cradles the back of his head. He keeps his arm around Dice, firm and with no intention of letting him go. His composure is being shattered, but he doesn't care. In this moment, Dice is the only thing that matters. ]
[It may be difficult to pull the propriety from him entirely, but Dice all but folds into Gentaro's embrace. He wants to fall apart and get lost again, only this time in love and sweet adoration, rather than in mortal peril. Even if this is dangerous in its own way, and even if he fears he'll be a liability, he wants Gentaro for his own. He'd go through it all again, he realizes, knowing that this lay in wait on the other side.
There will be difficult days and harder nights, but he'll make it through them with Gentaro's help. With his love. And he'll pay him back with all the devoted affection he's been cultivating for these precious months.]
I love you.
[A murmur, a whisper as he slides an arm around Gentaro's shoulders and neck to lean into him more. He imagines he'll have to ask Gentaro to teach him to kiss the right way, the recklessly passionate way. He knows Gentaro has a lot to teach him besides that, of course, but... he wants to start with things he knows he can master quickly, right now. Let survival skills and crime be lessons for other days. Today is for the two of them.]
[ Three words-- three words, and they make his heart race faster than anything else. He had never thought of himself as someone worthy or deserving of such open, sweet, gentle love, but here he is.
Gentaro's luck is not always the best, but right now, he feels like he's the luckiest man in the world. It's thrilling and precious, this love, and he resolves to never, ever break or squander it. ]
And I love you.
[ He holds Dice close, then laughs softly. ]
Was I not going to give you a tour? Then again, I would hardly complain about spending the day with you, just like this.
[Somehow it makes Dice ache even more to hear the sentiment returned again, and he takes in a slow, shuddering breath. He's always been a believer in luck and fortune above everything else, and he clings to this, believing he's only alive because he was lucky enough to meet the right people. After all, if he'd never met Gentaro, he wouldn't be alive right now at all. He would have let the knife go right into his heart without a fight.]
Ah, right... I wouldn't mind the tour, since I asked for it. [Sheepish:] I need to start my new life off right, though, don't I?
[He sighs, though, and eases back a little, in case Gentaro wants to let go.]
I'm still tired, but my body is sick of being still, too. Yet I'd spend the rest of the month just recovering in your arms, if I could.
Gentaro is, admittedly, a little thrown by how he says things like that so easily. It makes his heart race. Spending time together, just the two of them, talking and stealing kisses-- it sounds absolutely wonderful.
He touches his cheek, and while he doesn't want to let go, he does. Somewhat. Gentaro slips his hand in Dice's, fitting his fingers through his. With a smile, he kisses the back of it. ]
It isn't necessary to do too much all at once. I will show you around, but little by little. That may help you recover your stamina, too.
[ He understands the desire to barrel onward despite one's limits, but he won't let Dice drown when he can prevent it. ]
It will be no good for anyone if you push yourself too far so soon.
[He smiles again, softly but with a little less reservation. Gentaro won't let him flounder. He'll be his lifeline even now.]
I don't even know what time it is, admittedly.
[He looks around the room again, like there will be something to tell the time. That's when he realizes there's no window. Gentaro must have him somewhere truly safe.]
...You think of everything. What are you going to do with a fool like me by your side?
[He says that, but his mind is full of nothing but gentle thoughts where Gentaro is concerned. How their hands fit together just so. How he's sure he'll get addicted to the lips he'd only dreamed of before today.]
[ It's true, he has chosen the safest place he can imagine. It's the sort of place that's tucked in the corners of a winding system of tunnels, and this place in particular--his living quarters, while he's in this corner of the world, where he wouldn't mind staying, if Dice is amenable (and he wouldn't at all blame him if he'd rather leave and never look back)--is one that no one ever goes into.
No one, aside from Dice. ]
I am sure I'll figure it out, since I plan on keeping you.
[ He's teasing, but it's the kind of soft, gentle teasing that he so often employs around Dice. ]
It should be late afternoon.
[ He squeezes Dice's hand, then leads him further into the back. Gentaro has plenty of shortcuts only he knows. He chooses to show Dice, because there's no one he trusts more, and if they're going to be together, he sees no reason to keep these passages a secret.
Gentaro's a little worried about how to get out, though, on account of Dice's condition. He stops at a ladder. Fortunately, it doesn't reach too high up, and it's wide enough to accommodate them both. ]
This is the quickest way to the surface. It involves a bit of climbing, but I will match your pace. If you feel unsteady during our ascent, tell me immediately.
[It's getting late in the day, then, for people who don't live in the luxury of a palace. Dice wonders just how much time Gentaro has wasted waiting by his side. He catches on quickly to the fact that this is Gentaro's home, his hidden-away part of an already hidden-away encampment, one Dice found only by sheer miraculous luck. No one would bother them down here, and Dice looks up at the ladder with trepidation.
Does he want to go back to the surface of the world, where he's a wanted man and hated by his family?
He shoves that aside after a lengthy silence, one hand on the ladder.]
If you're hoping I'll just fall back down into your arms... your wish might just come true. But I need to use these muscles before they get any weaker.
[He glances back, beaming.] You have to make a fighter out of me, don't you? So I'll start my training right away.
[ Gentaro's really in a great deal of trouble. He'd known Dice was charming, but this is on a completely different level. He lets out a low, amused laugh, mirroring Dice by taking hold of the ladder. ]
Oh? You underestimate me, Dice. [ He leans over and kisses his cheek, then murmurs softly, a secret between two terribly lonely people who have found a home in each other-- ] I will never give you a chance to fall.
[ He pulls back, searching Dice's face. He doesn't doubt he wants to get started right away, but he doesn't intend to throw him out of the frying pan into the fire. He prides himself on his restraint, after all, even as a thief. ]
Hmm, I'll have to create a specialized regimen just for you. But that is for later. I have something special to show you, and it should be just about time for it.
[ He'll wait until Dice starts climbing before following, of course. When it comes to him, Gentaro is more than happy to follow his lead. ]
[Oh, that gets Dice right in the heart. Gentaro has been a smooth talker from the start, but that hits Dice in a way he can't combat. The soft kiss to his cheek, the secretive voice... He's hooked. He's been hooked, but this is beyond that. It makes him wonder if he'll be in Gentaro's arms again sooner rather than later.
Carefully, he makes his way up the ladder, his progress halting and difficult at first. It's not the longest of ladders, so once he's done, he's done, but somehow getting up from that last rung to the floor above takes Gentaro's help.
Yet he's motivated. He simply must see this secret special something that Gentaro has in mind. Perhaps a bit too boldly, he reaches for Gentaro's hand, eager to hold something grounding the moment he hears other voices from afar.]
[ Gentaro notices, because he's been attuned to Dice from the beginning. He climbs up to the ground and takes his hand without hesitation. There's undeniable strength in his grip and in the way he easily pulls him up, then wraps him up in an embrace.
How proud he is, seeing Dice like this.
He doesn't miss the voices, though. Gentaro knows it must be jarring, because Dice doesn't know his men's voices. ]
They won't hurt us. Those voices belong to my men.
[ He drops a kiss to Dice's forehead, then slides a plate into place to conceal the entrance. It's pretty convincing, too; it blends in with the grass. Around the area, yellow tulips grow, inconspicuous with the rest of the flowers around. ]
You did well, Dice. If you need a rest, we can stay here for a moment or several.
[When he settles down and takes a look around, Dice notes that the area is beautiful. It's idyllic, really. It makes him feel a pang for the gardens at the palace, one of the few places he enjoyed--especially when he'd sneak Gentaro in. Maybe this will be their garden now.
Taking a deep breath, and one last look around, he finally turns his attention back to Gentaro. He can't help a slightly tense smile.]
No. I'm ready. Show me everything.
[He has no doubt that some of Gentaro's men will recognize him, and that some may even give him a hard time due to his background. He's honestly not prepared for that inevitability, but it beats being dead, so... he's fine. He's fine, and he'll try to rely on Gentaro only when he absolutely must.]
[ Luckily for Dice, Gentaro has already been very firm with his men. He understands the disdain for royalty, but Dice has never been like that. He'd issued a harsh warning: Treat Dice even the tiniest bit poorly, and there will be serious consequences.
But, anyway. Gentaro stands and helps him up, then leads him into the forest. ]
It's a place I've wanted to show you for some time. No moment ever seemed right, but now is the perfect time.
[ Late afternoon gives way to twilight. He leads him to a small clearing tucked away between a thick copse of trees. More importantly, there's a small cliff. Gentaro knows it's safe here; it's one of those areas that's largely hidden away. ]
Look there.
[ He intertwines their fingers as he looks toward the horizon. What they see is the sunset, blue shot through with pink and purple and orange. ]
I come here often to clear my head and watch. Despite how cruel the world is-- [ and he looks at Dice now] --there is beauty to be found.
[Dice follows along, not sure at all where they'll end up. When they emerge from the dense trees onto the cliff, he immediately knows what Gentaro wanted him to see. He's hardly seen a view like this before. He was sheltered, kept at the palace, treated like the outside world would destroy him if he got too far afield. And this is what they kept from him.
He holds Gentaro's hand, and practically clings to his arm like a maiden. He hardly even notices when Gentaro looks at him, because he's starting to crumble again. There's a whole world of possibilities he wouldn't know about if he didn't know Gentaro. There's a world they're going to claim together, the only kind of king Dice could ever have tolerated being. Gentaro is everything.]
Is it strange that I'm afraid of what tomorrow holds? Even though I have you, and I know you'll see to me.
[ Gentaro, however, notices Dice's mood. How cruel, to keep simple pleasures like this from someone. He'd never had a choice. If this is how royalty must be, Gentaro thinks it's a terrible way to live-- but are they truly living?
He doubts it.
His attention is fully on Dice now. With a gentle hand, he turns Dice's face toward his. Looking into his eyes like this, he's reminded of how deeply he loves him. The pink of the sunset is nearly mirrored by Dice's eyes, eyes that have seen much more than is fair. ]
Mm. Tomorrow is always a mystery. We cannot know what the next day will bring us. Even with someone steady, it's natural to feel unsure or afraid.
[ He touches their foreheads together. ]
As long as we are together, I believe with every fiber of my being that we will handle whatever is thrown at us.
[ He wants to kiss him. Here, on the cliff overlooking countless trees, bathed in the sunset's light. He wants to kiss him and never stop kissing him, even while the world burns. But he starts with now. Gentaro holds him close and leans in, claiming his mouth in a gentle kiss. ]
[Somehow, Gentaro won't just tell him things will be fine, things will be wonderful. He acknowledges that they will struggle, but keep moving, and somehow that's the most comforting thing Dice has ever heard.
He makes the softest sound against Gentaro's lips, kissing him back gently and almost timidly. But after a moment of hesitation, he realizes something. He could have gone his entire life without kissing this man, without being able to tell him that he loves him, without being able to be his entirely. And the thought of that almost being stolen from him finally doesn't make him sad, but instead indescribably angry.
No one cared if he was happy. No one wanted what was best for Dice. They wanted a pliant lapdog of a ruler. But now they're never going to touch him again. Gentaro is his king now, his liege and his love. And he kisses him with building ferocity as he resolves this in his heart. No one will take him away from this man again.]
[ He hears that sound, and it draws fire down his spine. Briefly, he wonders if he'll be able to draw any other lovely sounds from him, but only when Dice is ready. He means more to Gentaro than the most precious jewels or the most extravagant necklace. Dice is his; he is Dice's. He'll let Dice decide the pace. Even if it's only kissing, then that's more than enough.
And then Dice's kiss intensifies, and Gentaro's breath hitches. He feels dizzy with desire and happiness as he returns the kiss just as fiercely. Without hesitation, he slides both arms around him, pulling him so close that no space exists between them. Gentaro buries a hand in his hair as he kisses him, again and again.
He's kissing this beautiful, wonderful man, the center of his world. His heart squeezes sweetly, because he's stunningly in love with him.
[Dice wonders how he ever had self-control around Gentaro. He wonders how it took him so long to realize what his feelings meant. He wonders how he ever questioned this feeling, this need and belonging.
His fingers flex against Gentaro's sides, pulling him so close he can feel his warmth as the air around them cools with the twilight. It'll be dark soon, and he'll be able to see stars he never knew existed up in the sky they'll make their own. By starlight, he'll seal all his fears away, guided by the only person he's ever truly needed.
The kiss is getting away from him, heated and almost desperate from Dice's side. He makes gentle, needy sounds against Gentaro's lips, until suddenly he catches that warmth spreading through his whole body. How it makes him feel is still a subject of uncertainty, considering his experiences before were less than pleasant. But somehow, he craves Gentaro making everything right. Even that.]
[ They're so close, intertwined with each other where it's impossible to tell where one begins and the other ends. Gentaro feels like he's burning up. Never has a kiss felt like this, and he wants more and more, wants everything Dice will give him.
And his sounds-- he'll commit them to his memory, now and forever. Dice isn't the only one who's getting desperate. He hadn't realized just how much he'd craved a touch like this, but of course he would. He's yearned for this for so long, for his kiss and arms wound tight around him.
Gentaro takes a deep breath, nudging his nose against Dice's. ]
Mmm. [ He kisses his cheek, just gently. He needs to make sure-- ] It isn't too much, is it?
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I've never noticed a scent like that.
[ He suddenly feels so much younger, but-- maybe that's not a terrible thing. He needs to recover, though, so as he walks over to join him, he gives a playful smile. He adjusts the collar of Dice's tunic; unintentionally, his fingers brush lightly against his neck. ]
Hmm, perhaps I should assign you to go around sniffing everything you can.
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As embarrassing as the sound he makes when Gentaro's fingers brush his skin. He takes Gentaro's hand in his own and brings it to his cheek, eyes closing.]
I've foiled poisonings with it. But I could've sworn you smelled just like the tree outside of my window.
[Turning his head, he nuzzles Gentaro's palm, breathing him in.]
It kept me going.
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Gentaro's breath catches softly, but as close as they are, it's more than audible. He gently brushes his thumb over his cheek, looking at him with something close to wonder. And that sound--
He's never going to forget that. Gentaro wraps his arm around Dice, holding him close. ]
It was as if I were there with you. [ He kisses his cheek. ] Plum blossoms... I'd never thought of myself with such a delicate scent.
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I would've done almost anything to be by your side.
[Even though he said he wanted to go look around, he wouldn't actually mind spending the rest of the day in Gentaro's arms instead. That had been an attempt at being brave, at showing that he wasn't afraid of the world. But... maybe he is. Gentaro feels so safe.]
They're beautiful, just like you are.
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He closes his eyes, soaking in Dice's warmth and strength. It's as if the world has shrunk down to just them, and Gentaro's just fine with that. ]
And now you're here, by my side.
[ He opens his eyes, gazing at him with affection and warmth and love. His cheeks are still a bit pink, especially with Dice being so sweet, but he leans in and kisses him. ]
Beautiful, hm...? That makes both of us, then.
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[He smiles.]
I wrote poetry about you. I wrote music in your honor. No one ever knew. You're the most incredible thing.
[A sigh.]
And so, so beautiful that it makes my heart ache.
[Even now, even this close. Dice kisses Gentaro after that note, softly, sweetly as he can manage, but it doesn't quite stay that way. It's a little laced with sorrow, a little desperate for the belonging he's being offered. It becomes delicately passionate, like he's trying to be polite about how much he wants to stay close and never be forgotten.]
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His heart thumps in his chest, and for once, words escape him. Even if he could find the words, Dice steals the air from his lungs. He has no intention of pushing things past his comfort, but he's never been kissed like this. He's been kissed plenty of times, but this is much different. That sorrow--Gentaro doesn't miss it, nor does he miss that desperation. And Gentaro is so very weak for him.
What else can he do besides kiss him back? Gentaro matches that passion easily as he slides his hand into his hair and cradles the back of his head. He keeps his arm around Dice, firm and with no intention of letting him go. His composure is being shattered, but he doesn't care. In this moment, Dice is the only thing that matters. ]
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There will be difficult days and harder nights, but he'll make it through them with Gentaro's help. With his love. And he'll pay him back with all the devoted affection he's been cultivating for these precious months.]
I love you.
[A murmur, a whisper as he slides an arm around Gentaro's shoulders and neck to lean into him more. He imagines he'll have to ask Gentaro to teach him to kiss the right way, the recklessly passionate way. He knows Gentaro has a lot to teach him besides that, of course, but... he wants to start with things he knows he can master quickly, right now. Let survival skills and crime be lessons for other days. Today is for the two of them.]
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Gentaro's luck is not always the best, but right now, he feels like he's the luckiest man in the world. It's thrilling and precious, this love, and he resolves to never, ever break or squander it. ]
And I love you.
[ He holds Dice close, then laughs softly. ]
Was I not going to give you a tour? Then again, I would hardly complain about spending the day with you, just like this.
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Ah, right... I wouldn't mind the tour, since I asked for it. [Sheepish:] I need to start my new life off right, though, don't I?
[He sighs, though, and eases back a little, in case Gentaro wants to let go.]
I'm still tired, but my body is sick of being still, too. Yet I'd spend the rest of the month just recovering in your arms, if I could.
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Gentaro is, admittedly, a little thrown by how he says things like that so easily. It makes his heart race. Spending time together, just the two of them, talking and stealing kisses-- it sounds absolutely wonderful.
He touches his cheek, and while he doesn't want to let go, he does. Somewhat. Gentaro slips his hand in Dice's, fitting his fingers through his. With a smile, he kisses the back of it. ]
It isn't necessary to do too much all at once. I will show you around, but little by little. That may help you recover your stamina, too.
[ He understands the desire to barrel onward despite one's limits, but he won't let Dice drown when he can prevent it. ]
It will be no good for anyone if you push yourself too far so soon.
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I don't even know what time it is, admittedly.
[He looks around the room again, like there will be something to tell the time. That's when he realizes there's no window. Gentaro must have him somewhere truly safe.]
...You think of everything. What are you going to do with a fool like me by your side?
[He says that, but his mind is full of nothing but gentle thoughts where Gentaro is concerned. How their hands fit together just so. How he's sure he'll get addicted to the lips he'd only dreamed of before today.]
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[ It's true, he has chosen the safest place he can imagine. It's the sort of place that's tucked in the corners of a winding system of tunnels, and this place in particular--his living quarters, while he's in this corner of the world, where he wouldn't mind staying, if Dice is amenable (and he wouldn't at all blame him if he'd rather leave and never look back)--is one that no one ever goes into.
No one, aside from Dice. ]
I am sure I'll figure it out, since I plan on keeping you.
[ He's teasing, but it's the kind of soft, gentle teasing that he so often employs around Dice. ]
It should be late afternoon.
[ He squeezes Dice's hand, then leads him further into the back. Gentaro has plenty of shortcuts only he knows. He chooses to show Dice, because there's no one he trusts more, and if they're going to be together, he sees no reason to keep these passages a secret.
Gentaro's a little worried about how to get out, though, on account of Dice's condition. He stops at a ladder. Fortunately, it doesn't reach too high up, and it's wide enough to accommodate them both. ]
This is the quickest way to the surface. It involves a bit of climbing, but I will match your pace. If you feel unsteady during our ascent, tell me immediately.
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Does he want to go back to the surface of the world, where he's a wanted man and hated by his family?
He shoves that aside after a lengthy silence, one hand on the ladder.]
If you're hoping I'll just fall back down into your arms... your wish might just come true. But I need to use these muscles before they get any weaker.
[He glances back, beaming.] You have to make a fighter out of me, don't you? So I'll start my training right away.
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Oh? You underestimate me, Dice. [ He leans over and kisses his cheek, then murmurs softly, a secret between two terribly lonely people who have found a home in each other-- ] I will never give you a chance to fall.
[ He pulls back, searching Dice's face. He doesn't doubt he wants to get started right away, but he doesn't intend to throw him out of the frying pan into the fire. He prides himself on his restraint, after all, even as a thief. ]
Hmm, I'll have to create a specialized regimen just for you. But that is for later. I have something special to show you, and it should be just about time for it.
[ He'll wait until Dice starts climbing before following, of course. When it comes to him, Gentaro is more than happy to follow his lead. ]
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Carefully, he makes his way up the ladder, his progress halting and difficult at first. It's not the longest of ladders, so once he's done, he's done, but somehow getting up from that last rung to the floor above takes Gentaro's help.
Yet he's motivated. He simply must see this secret special something that Gentaro has in mind. Perhaps a bit too boldly, he reaches for Gentaro's hand, eager to hold something grounding the moment he hears other voices from afar.]
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How proud he is, seeing Dice like this.
He doesn't miss the voices, though. Gentaro knows it must be jarring, because Dice doesn't know his men's voices. ]
They won't hurt us. Those voices belong to my men.
[ He drops a kiss to Dice's forehead, then slides a plate into place to conceal the entrance. It's pretty convincing, too; it blends in with the grass. Around the area, yellow tulips grow, inconspicuous with the rest of the flowers around. ]
You did well, Dice. If you need a rest, we can stay here for a moment or several.
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Taking a deep breath, and one last look around, he finally turns his attention back to Gentaro. He can't help a slightly tense smile.]
No. I'm ready. Show me everything.
[He has no doubt that some of Gentaro's men will recognize him, and that some may even give him a hard time due to his background. He's honestly not prepared for that inevitability, but it beats being dead, so... he's fine. He's fine, and he'll try to rely on Gentaro only when he absolutely must.]
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But, anyway. Gentaro stands and helps him up, then leads him into the forest. ]
It's a place I've wanted to show you for some time. No moment ever seemed right, but now is the perfect time.
[ Late afternoon gives way to twilight. He leads him to a small clearing tucked away between a thick copse of trees. More importantly, there's a small cliff. Gentaro knows it's safe here; it's one of those areas that's largely hidden away. ]
Look there.
[ He intertwines their fingers as he looks toward the horizon. What they see is the sunset, blue shot through with pink and purple and orange. ]
I come here often to clear my head and watch. Despite how cruel the world is-- [ and he looks at Dice now] --there is beauty to be found.
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He holds Gentaro's hand, and practically clings to his arm like a maiden. He hardly even notices when Gentaro looks at him, because he's starting to crumble again. There's a whole world of possibilities he wouldn't know about if he didn't know Gentaro. There's a world they're going to claim together, the only kind of king Dice could ever have tolerated being. Gentaro is everything.]
Is it strange that I'm afraid of what tomorrow holds? Even though I have you, and I know you'll see to me.
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He doubts it.
His attention is fully on Dice now. With a gentle hand, he turns Dice's face toward his. Looking into his eyes like this, he's reminded of how deeply he loves him. The pink of the sunset is nearly mirrored by Dice's eyes, eyes that have seen much more than is fair. ]
Mm. Tomorrow is always a mystery. We cannot know what the next day will bring us. Even with someone steady, it's natural to feel unsure or afraid.
[ He touches their foreheads together. ]
As long as we are together, I believe with every fiber of my being that we will handle whatever is thrown at us.
[ He wants to kiss him. Here, on the cliff overlooking countless trees, bathed in the sunset's light. He wants to kiss him and never stop kissing him, even while the world burns. But he starts with now. Gentaro holds him close and leans in, claiming his mouth in a gentle kiss. ]
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He makes the softest sound against Gentaro's lips, kissing him back gently and almost timidly. But after a moment of hesitation, he realizes something. He could have gone his entire life without kissing this man, without being able to tell him that he loves him, without being able to be his entirely. And the thought of that almost being stolen from him finally doesn't make him sad, but instead indescribably angry.
No one cared if he was happy. No one wanted what was best for Dice. They wanted a pliant lapdog of a ruler. But now they're never going to touch him again. Gentaro is his king now, his liege and his love. And he kisses him with building ferocity as he resolves this in his heart. No one will take him away from this man again.]
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And then Dice's kiss intensifies, and Gentaro's breath hitches. He feels dizzy with desire and happiness as he returns the kiss just as fiercely. Without hesitation, he slides both arms around him, pulling him so close that no space exists between them. Gentaro buries a hand in his hair as he kisses him, again and again.
He's kissing this beautiful, wonderful man, the center of his world. His heart squeezes sweetly, because he's stunningly in love with him.
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His fingers flex against Gentaro's sides, pulling him so close he can feel his warmth as the air around them cools with the twilight. It'll be dark soon, and he'll be able to see stars he never knew existed up in the sky they'll make their own. By starlight, he'll seal all his fears away, guided by the only person he's ever truly needed.
The kiss is getting away from him, heated and almost desperate from Dice's side. He makes gentle, needy sounds against Gentaro's lips, until suddenly he catches that warmth spreading through his whole body. How it makes him feel is still a subject of uncertainty, considering his experiences before were less than pleasant. But somehow, he craves Gentaro making everything right. Even that.]
Mmm... Gentaro?
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And his sounds-- he'll commit them to his memory, now and forever. Dice isn't the only one who's getting desperate. He hadn't realized just how much he'd craved a touch like this, but of course he would. He's yearned for this for so long, for his kiss and arms wound tight around him.
Gentaro takes a deep breath, nudging his nose against Dice's. ]
Mmm. [ He kisses his cheek, just gently. He needs to make sure-- ] It isn't too much, is it?
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