[There can be no doubt that this is exactly the result Mikazuki had expected from this little exchange and yet, as he sits here with pile of fruit in his lap and a cup of tea in his hands, he has to bow his head and try to keep he shoulders from quivering from the laughter he represses. Izuminokami truly is every bit as charming as he claims, though not necessarily in the ways he intends.]
And yet, I obtained everything I was looking for in the end. Will you stay and share them with me?
[That's when Izuminokami narrows his eyes. It wasn't like the other to go this far for this and he sits down next to him, looking at him suspiciously.]
[Eventually managing to compose himself, Mikazuki seems to ponder the eggplant for a moment, before finally settling on the cherries to hold up as a sort of peace offering to Izuminokami.]
In our line of work and life, I find it is best not to plan for too much, but simply take things as they come. And here you are.
[Then that means that Mikazuki had planned on him coming here. He eyes the cherries but he's spent enough time with Mikazuki to know what he really wanted.
That's why he sighs and leans in to kiss him, moving in to wrap an arm around him. At least Izuminokami is comfortable with the other now, after all of the time they have spent together. When he pulls back, the annoyed frown is on his face still.]
What did this stuff have to do with anything? [He motions to the eggplant.]
[Oh. He wasn't expecting that. But even though the cherries remain in his hand, unclaimed, a smile also remains on his face along with the determination that this outcome was much better. It seems they really did have that kind of relationship by now.]
As I said, it turns out that pictures are an efficient method of communication. Particularly among those much younger than us. For example... [Depositing the cherries into Izuminokami's lap for the time being, he holds up the peach instead, with the indentation facing out and down.] What do you see? If it helps, you can try to imagine it wearing pants.
[His eyes squint and he looks at the peach for a little while longer than necessary as he thinks hard about what he's looking at. When he realizes what Mikazuki means, he sighs irritably.]
Ass? Geesh. [Not impressed, Mikazuki.] You know my words still stand. You could have just said something. Maybe pictures and stuff work with others but words are always going to be the best way of telling people something.
Oh I don't know. [He turns the peach over to look at it, then looks back at Izumikami, keeping his eyes fixed on him as he takes a bite. See what he makes of that.] The best way is very often not the most fun way.
[He smiles and wipes at the juice around his mouth and licks his fingers clean.]
Very good. I'll give you the cherries. [And apparently he means that literally as well, because he's plucking the freshest looking one from the bunch and pressing it to Izuminokami's mouth, not giving him much choice in the matter anymore.] In some cultures they're a symbol of virginity. Usually a woman's but... well... I still thought it clever.
[Brushing Izuminokami's hair back, and out of his eyes, he rests his hand against his cheek and leans in close, looking every bit as amused as his friend doesn't.]
[The space that separates them is no more than the breadth of feather, weightless and gone on a single breath but he turns in the last moment and brushes his lips against Izuminokami's cheek.] There's so many to choose from. On your back.
[He turns to his other cheek.] On your knees.
[Finally he closes the distance with the long promised kiss and all the time he stole leading up to it is poured into it in turn.] With your mouth otherwise... engaged...
[It doesn't take much to convince Izuminokami but the kiss drives him over the edge. It leaves him fully aroused and he looks to Mikazuki, eyes full of want and they both know what for.
For once he's without words as he kisses Mikazuki's neck, going down lower to go where he wants as his eyes look up with the silent question of Like this, you mean? His hands are already playing with getting him free from his clothes. At least from the bottom.]
[It's rather amusing to him how Izuminokami takes his words to heart in every way possible. He could say something, tease him further, but that would break the spell of his charming acquiescence. What he does instead is draw him back, just for a moment and his response is only to kiss him again before finally pulling back to watch with that sly, oblique smile.
Despite his composure, he can hardly ignore his own arousal any longer so it comes as quite a relief when Izuminokami's hands start to free him from the confines of his clothing.]
[They both know by now that Izuminokami does as he says he will. He's straightforward, not the type to like games. If Mikazuki wants something then he will get exactly what he wants.
When he frees Mikazuki's cock from his clothes, Izuminokami licks his lips in anticipation. Perhaps he's still a little annoyed that Mikazuki had teased him like this when all he had wanted was to play around a little. But oh well. There's no point in letting that get in the way as he leans down to lick at his cock, only teasing because if Mikazuki had to tease him then so would Izuminokami. ]
[For all his brashness, all his vigor, there's is a side to Izuminokami that is adorably obedient and he wonders how many have the unique privilege of experiencing? Certainly not like this but still. Probably not many at all.
He sighs loudly as his cock disappears between those perfect lips and he leans back because there's no need to interfere with what the young sword already knows implicitly how to do best. But he does reach out with the hand he doesn't need to support himself, and his strokes his hair. It could almost come across as patronizing--like praising a child for a job well done--if it weren't for fondness with which he regards him.]
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Perhaps you prefer 🍑 instead?
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OR ARE OU TELLINGME YOU WANTONE?
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Honestly, I'm partial to both, so whatever you want to bring me is fine.
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If you wanted these things then you could have just said so like any normal person.
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And yet, I obtained everything I was looking for in the end. Will you stay and share them with me?
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Why do I feel like this is some plan you had?
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In our line of work and life, I find it is best not to plan for too much, but simply take things as they come. And here you are.
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That's why he sighs and leans in to kiss him, moving in to wrap an arm around him. At least Izuminokami is comfortable with the other now, after all of the time they have spent together. When he pulls back, the annoyed frown is on his face still.]
What did this stuff have to do with anything? [He motions to the eggplant.]
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As I said, it turns out that pictures are an efficient method of communication. Particularly among those much younger than us. For example... [Depositing the cherries into Izuminokami's lap for the time being, he holds up the peach instead, with the indentation facing out and down.] What do you see? If it helps, you can try to imagine it wearing pants.
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Ass? Geesh. [Not impressed, Mikazuki.] You know my words still stand. You could have just said something. Maybe pictures and stuff work with others but words are always going to be the best way of telling people something.
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So then what was the eggplant--[But then he understands before he finishes.] Dick. It's a dick.
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Very good. I'll give you the cherries. [And apparently he means that literally as well, because he's plucking the freshest looking one from the bunch and pressing it to Izuminokami's mouth, not giving him much choice in the matter anymore.] In some cultures they're a symbol of virginity. Usually a woman's but... well... I still thought it clever.
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I still say you could have just told me this flat out.
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That's not a good look for you.
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What kind of look would be better then?
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[He turns to his other cheek.] On your knees.
[Finally he closes the distance with the long promised kiss and all the time he stole leading up to it is poured into it in turn.] With your mouth otherwise... engaged...
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For once he's without words as he kisses Mikazuki's neck, going down lower to go where he wants as his eyes look up with the silent question of Like this, you mean? His hands are already playing with getting him free from his clothes. At least from the bottom.]
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Despite his composure, he can hardly ignore his own arousal any longer so it comes as quite a relief when Izuminokami's hands start to free him from the confines of his clothing.]
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When he frees Mikazuki's cock from his clothes, Izuminokami licks his lips in anticipation. Perhaps he's still a little annoyed that Mikazuki had teased him like this when all he had wanted was to play around a little. But oh well. There's no point in letting that get in the way as he leans down to lick at his cock, only teasing because if Mikazuki had to tease him then so would Izuminokami. ]
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He sighs loudly as his cock disappears between those perfect lips and he leans back because there's no need to interfere with what the young sword already knows implicitly how to do best. But he does reach out with the hand he doesn't need to support himself, and his strokes his hair. It could almost come across as patronizing--like praising a child for a job well done--if it weren't for fondness with which he regards him.]
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