You did strike me as that type, so maybe I shouldn't be so surprised.
[Is that grip on his hip supposed to hurt? It doesn't. Or, it does, but it's easily ignored. Inconsequential in comparison to the rising anger. There's more important things here, for him.
Kazuya's grin simply widens, not put off or perturbed in the slightest despite the hand digging into his neck and hip. His thumb rubs a small circle. Intimate. Intense. Kazuya leans in, just a slight smidgen.]
I think you're right though. I just needed a little help to get it together. Thanks for that.
[ Kazuya matches his gaze, smile unwavering, amusement clear and evident. More so when he switches to an act to sell it all, and when he says the last little bit, Kazuya's gaze sharpens, turns more predatory.
Akechi is right where he wants him, and this is the perfect opportunity, isn't it? ]
I'm not too sure. I think I quite enjoy spending time with you. You're quite interesting, and I wouldn't hate to know more about you.
[ He pauses, lets his words hang for a moment. Challenging, and then- ]
But I guess I shouldn't be selfish. I'm sure you have other things to do than spend time with me, so I'll let you go.
[ A brief flicker of red colours where normal placid blue usually is in his irises, and like a viper, he leans in, bites as he kisses Akechi once more, takes the taste of sweet copper along with the much more invigorating sensation of his anger and rage.
He'll be fine in like, ten minutes, but Kazuya pulls away just as fast and lets go immediately, licks the blood from his lips and raises his hand to say his goodbyes, assuming he's at least startled the prince into letting go of him. ]
[Akechi has little time to acknowledge the shift in eye color before his own mouth begins to sting, Kazuya's lips tinted in glossy red.
Did this little fucker bite him again and-
Why isn't he angry about it?
There's a not so insignificant part of Akechi that longs for pain in the midst of battle - doled out to others to invigorate him. He isn't unhappy to be hurt in the process, even if it's annoying. It means the other party is strong.
But this is different.
He doesn't know how to deal with it. This. Whatever the fuck is happening and why he isn't ready to wring this guy's neck. It's bizarre. Consumes him, for the briefest minute, as he pushes the back of his hand to his mouth.]
We will. I'm done playing games with you, but as a word of advice - don't do that. You're not animal.
[Akechi hasn't had a single alcoholic drink tonight, or so he thought. Wonders if he indulged by mistake and that's what's placating his mood now and-
Well, he's fucking leave. This is odd and he's getting a snack.]
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[Is that grip on his hip supposed to hurt? It doesn't. Or, it does, but it's easily ignored. Inconsequential in comparison to the rising anger. There's more important things here, for him.
Kazuya's grin simply widens, not put off or perturbed in the slightest despite the hand digging into his neck and hip. His thumb rubs a small circle. Intimate. Intense. Kazuya leans in, just a slight smidgen.]
I think you're right though. I just needed a little help to get it together. Thanks for that.
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Someone walks by - he doesn't know them and his inflection twists. Voice brighter, expression softer and a smile weaved to sell it all. ]
You're welcome. Often we all need to push each other to achieve a goal - no matter how minor. Even something like this requires teamwork, doesn't it?
[Akechi's gaze is unwavering - everything in his eyes saying let go, despite him leaning in, ever the docile, considerate prince.]
Isn't it time we both go on our way? It would be a shame if we spent all our time here when there's a large party to attend to.
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Akechi is right where he wants him, and this is the perfect opportunity, isn't it? ]
I'm not too sure. I think I quite enjoy spending time with you. You're quite interesting, and I wouldn't hate to know more about you.
[ He pauses, lets his words hang for a moment. Challenging, and then- ]
But I guess I shouldn't be selfish. I'm sure you have other things to do than spend time with me, so I'll let you go.
[ A brief flicker of red colours where normal placid blue usually is in his irises, and like a viper, he leans in, bites as he kisses Akechi once more, takes the taste of sweet copper along with the much more invigorating sensation of his anger and rage.
He'll be fine in like, ten minutes, but Kazuya pulls away just as fast and lets go immediately, licks the blood from his lips and raises his hand to say his goodbyes, assuming he's at least startled the prince into letting go of him. ]
Guess we'll call it here for now?
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Did this little fucker bite him again and-
Why isn't he angry about it?
There's a not so insignificant part of Akechi that longs for pain in the midst of battle - doled out to others to invigorate him. He isn't unhappy to be hurt in the process, even if it's annoying. It means the other party is strong.
But this is different.
He doesn't know how to deal with it. This. Whatever the fuck is happening and why he isn't ready to wring this guy's neck. It's bizarre. Consumes him, for the briefest minute, as he pushes the back of his hand to his mouth.]
We will. I'm done playing games with you, but as a word of advice - don't do that. You're not animal.
[Akechi hasn't had a single alcoholic drink tonight, or so he thought. Wonders if he indulged by mistake and that's what's placating his mood now and-
Well, he's fucking leave. This is odd and he's getting a snack.]