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[Sorey gets shoved, but he doesn't mind. Mikleo's just being tsundere again, and honestly, Sorey finds it very endearing. One wouldn't know that Mikleo was the first one to say anything, at least not by the way he's acting.]

Oh, really?

[Sorey leans over in that teasing way he has, though he can't smirk to save his life; he's absolutely beaming.]

Can I kiss you right now?

[All the better to shock people with, whenever either of them get the courage to retell the story of how they had a love confession in the bathroom while injured. At least one day, they'll look back on it fondly and with a laugh.

Hrk, the beaming smile is absolutely his downfall. The whole thing makes his heart pound and Mikleo can't help cursing the fact that he's human, too, now. Breathing as a requirement is hard to remember in these situations.]

You don't need permission.

[It comes out as a murmur, but the seraph doesn't look away from him this time.]

[Sorey knows he doesn't need permission since the seraph kissed him earlier-- but asking made Mikleo blush more, so it's absolutely worth it. A soft laugh bubbles up from inside him, joyful and pure. Being like this doesn't feel any different from how they've always been. That's why Sorey never felt lonely or incomplete... he always had Mikleo.

He tucks some of Mikleo's hair behind his ear with his free hand, draws his thumb along one soft reddened cheek. He leans in, teases the lightest kiss against Mikleo's mouth.]

You really are beautiful, [he whispers, before pressing into the kiss properly.]

[Rude, Sorey. Asking just to get a blush out of him. Jeez.

Mikleo doesn't expect the affectionate gestures necessarily, but he's not complaining about them. Truthfully, he's enjoying it. Making the gestures is as natural to them as anything else they've done together, though they're new and something to adjust to.

The teasing kiss is unfair, though. The water seraph silently vows revenge for it.

He makes a disgruntled noise in the back of his throat, his only way to comment on that statement before Sorey so rudely gives him a proper kiss. Still, Mikleo returns the kiss, affectionately squeezing his partner's hand. His free hand comes up to cup the side of Sorey's face and rubs his thumb gently over his ear. It's weird to not come in contact with metal and feathers, but soon that'll be remedied.]

[Mikleo's grumbling is both adorable and hilarious. Sorey's eyes are full of laughter when he peeks at the seraph's face, but he's not about to break the kiss, not for anything. (Well, maybe breathing. That is something they need to do at some point.) His ears are pretty sensitive, so he can't help the happy, half-ticklish noise that leaks into the kiss. Rather than pressing harder, he tilts his head some and adds the faintest impression of tongue.

It feels the teeniest bit strange at first, almost invasive, so he's happy to lick Mikleo's lips and pause there until they're used to it. He's never done this with anyone but the books always made it sound so wonderful. It's only as he's actually doing it that he realizes just how intimate kissing can be. Maybe that's why people enjoy it? It adds a certain dimension that isn't there otherwise, or that's what he decides as he's drawing his nails through Mikleo's hair; he can pet Mikleo through his clothes all he wants, but it doesn't come close to actually tasting him.

God, he could do this all day.]

Edited 2016-09-09 04:55 (UTC)

[The feeling of tongue against his lips sends a shivery sensation down his spine, but it's delightful. He parts his lips and brushes his tongue against Sorey's, just as curious about what's so great about it. It's kind of strange, but Mikleo can't deny that there's also a certain thrill in just that simple touch.

Sorey's nails running through his hair gets a soft, content hum from the water seraph. Mikleo moves his hand from his partner's ear to grip lightly at his brown hair. The brunet can call him beautiful all he wants, but the seraph thinks his partner is equally as handsome. Getting him to admit it is another matter.]

[Mikleo likes this, so of course Sorey likes it too. He sighs into the kiss and knows for a fact that his face is burning, but that's fine. It's just that the hand in his hair feels so nice, and holding Mikleo is just as lovely as he imagined, and--

-- and he needs to breathe, damn it. He pulls back for a few moments, surprised at how fast he's actually breathing. Oh well. He tugs Mikleo into another open kiss, his nails trailing down his neck, and then he shifts gears entirely and begins rubbing the seraph's back.

They could get in so much trouble for doing this with the door unlocked. Not confessing during the journey makes so much sense. Physical roommates are one thing, soul-roommates are another.]

[He's not the only one whose face is burning; Mikleo can tell him that for free. Breathing is such a pain, though. It's a shame that humans need to do it, and that the seraph is currently in a human body, which means he needs to breathe. Both of them are basically panting, but Sorey leaves no real time for Mikleo to get flustered about it. Something he's thankful for, for once.

The water seraph doesn't resist. If anything, he's just as eager to get back into the kiss. Although, Mikleo's surprised by the soft, high-pitched, pleased sound he makes at the feeling of nails going down his neck. Not to mention embarrassed.

Mikleo breaks it for another moment to breathe and decides to seize a chance to not be outdone by Sorey's boldness. He takes his hand out of Sorey's as he sits in his lap, resting on folded knees and placing both hands on his partner's shoulders. The seraph resumes the kiss, running his hands over broad shoulders. They run up along Sorey's neck before getting a secure, firm grip on his brown hair, close to his scalp.

All things considered, he's glad he never said anything on their journey. They have a hard enough time keeping their hands to themselves. With a confession, it would've been downright impossible.]

[Oh, that's a lovely noise he hasn't heard before. He almost wants to do it again and he's thinking about it when Mikleo moves into his lap. Sorey is so surprised that his eyes pop open, but that soon passes and he's back to kissing with relish. Sorey likes being touched, and Mikleo is being so generous; his shoulders relax gradually beneath the seraph's pale fingers until it's clear that Sorey could melt if given the chance.

Then Mikleo grips his hair in a way that is not at all subtle. Sorey groans deeply, hotly, and immediately feels goosebumps all along his arms beneath his shirt. Dang. Sorey's own hands shift lower, one working at the knots in Mikleo's lower back, while the other explores the back of his thigh.

He could definitely, definitely get used to this.]

[The groan sends a shiver down Mikleo's back, not at all expecting it and especially not expecting how thrilling it is to hear him make it. There's a desire to hear it again, to do something else that can get a similar reaction from Sorey. It doesn't help that the massage the seraph is being subjected to and the exploration of his thigh causes him to make an even more embarrassing sound, despite the fact it's soft: a moan.

Mikleo's about to do something about it when an indignant hoot sounds from Morgan's perch. He jolts in surprise, breaking the kiss audibly as he's reminded that his roommate could be back at any second. Not to mention, it's kind of a real mood killer when an owl is glaring judgmentally at the couple. His face is completely scarlet.

How on earth do humans deal with their hormones? He never knew how bad it can be until now, when everything else left his head except for making-out.]

Arashi will be back any minute. [The seraph's panting a bit as he wipes excess saliva off his lips with the back of his hand. The other hand falls away from Sorey's hair as well.] Let's not have him walk in on... Um... This.

[Okay, maybe this is another good reason they should get a house.]

Edited 2016-09-09 21:01 (UTC)

[Sorey is so focused on Mikleo that he doesn't react to the angry hooting. Rather, it's Mikleo's jolt that gets him. He doesn't throw the seraph off but he does grip him tighter for a moment; the instinctive gesture speaks volumes about their battle experience. When he's sure that they're not in danger, he relaxes enough that Mikleo can untangle himself.

Mikleo has a point about Arashi walking in, but Sorey doesn't want to stop.]

We can always go somewhere.

[It's cold outside, though, and he doesn't particularly want to go anywhere this late in the day.]

If we're not due for a mission, why don't we travel?

[Mikleo certainly untangles himself from Sorey once he can. He simply sits next to him on the usual side, close enough that their shoulders touch.

The seraph seriously considers the suggestion. Traveling sounds like a good idea, honestly. It'll give them something to do between missions, and it'll be nice to explore more of Blanc than just Caissa. Plus....]

Well, Vietnam sent me an invitation to Gisela. I'm not sure if you got something similar, but we could see about going there to check out the festival she mentioned.

[And...maybe...ask her for a favor in the form of sharing an inn room.]

[Plus, what if they find ruins? The ruins at home were already pretty exciting. Imagine ruins from a world you don't know!

Sorey's eyebrows jump at the suggestion, and they are followed by a big smile. Truth be told, he was kind of hoping he could surprise Mikleo with that first.]

Ah, yeah! The festival she wrote about sounded really nice. I haven't been to Gisela yet, either. [He reaches down to grab Mikleo's hands.] Will you come with me?

[The moon always makes him think of Mikleo. A festival and a getaway sounds perfect.]

[Mikleo rolls his eyes, but it's teasing. Honestly, how can he say no to that?]

I didn't think it was in question. It's not like I've been to Gisela before.

[His first month had been spent getting used to just Caissa and generally being visible to everyone.]

We can ask Vietnam if she doesn't mind putting the two of us in one room.

[He laughs at the eye-rolling. Of course it was never in question, but he's determined not to take anything for granted. Not here.]

That'd be great. We could talk all we wanted, and... well.

[Maybe less talking. He blushes faintly and leaves kisses along every one of Mikleo's knuckles instead.]

[Ergh, Mikleo's sure that all the blood rushing to his face so frequently isn't good for his health. He catches movement from Morgan's perch and he's actually amused to find that she's puffing her feathers a little bit.]

We can do that. Morgan might enjoy flying around Gisela.

[Read: he'll make sure his carrier is outside while they have a blessed moment of actual privacy.]

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