[Akira laughs, both because Duo's reaction is funny, and because it's a relief simply to have someone who likes him without it being one-sided on Akira's end. He walks back over to sit down again.]
S-sorry, I'm not laughing at you to be mean, it's just... I'm happy.
[Akira stumbles a little at the shove, but he steadies himself by catching his hands at Duo's waist. There's a shit-eating smirk on his face at the reaction he's getting.]
Is that really what you think?
[He grins. You're challenging a part-devil here, Duo.]
He absolutely wasn't expecting Akira to call his bluff. He could easily back out, apologize, retreat to the bedroom and hide until his face stops burning and his heart stops pounding.
But he's also stupidly stubborn. He knows who he's challenging.
Maybe that's why he doesn't buckle even though he feels like his heart might explode out of his chest at any second. He wants to know who is going to renege first if this keeps going.
But more than that, he wants to know what will happen if neither of them do.]
[Akira's bravado actually falters, at least for a moment. The last time he confessed to someone, his heart was broken. The last time he kissed someone here in Chroma, she tried to kill him and rip out his heart. The last time he had sex, it was with a demon who wanted to avenge her lover, and almost succeeded.
Somehow Duo seems interested neither in tearing out his heart and stomping on it, figuratively or literally. Simply, he has someone who likes him for who he is.
Right now, that's all Akira needs to know. He draws him closer, hands still at his waist, and kisses him roughly.]
[It wasn't Duo's first rodeo either, but it had been a couple of months before he even got to Chroma. He had never had someone attempt to rip his heart out, though, or had sex with a demon.
He could be rude sometimes, not always the best person despite having a generally good heart, but he absolutely wasn't the sort to emotionally toy with or tear someone else down just because. Akira was his friend. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt him.
He did want to know what would happen if neither of them backed down. Really, this should have been expected, especially given how close Akira already was before this foolish game of chicken started, but the rough kiss still managed to startle him slightly. There's a faint noise from him, a hesitation, physically tensing.
It lasts for all of half a second. Surprise quickly melts away, hand lifting to gently touch Akira's cheek as he presses in to the kiss, uncertainty fluttering in his chest that was battling with a rising hunger for more.]
[Duo seems to tense and then melt into the kiss, which only spurs Akira on to deepen it. It's clumsy and inexperienced, but there's something almost possessive in his eagerness, too, pushing his hot tongue into his mouth, one hand moving to his lower back to press their bodies closer.
He's craved affection like this for months, maybe even years, and perhaps Duo is the same way. Why not enjoy it while they can?]
[There was a difference between emotionless one night stands, a moment of giving in to more carnal instincts and a physical need for release, and actually being with someone you cared about. Even if nothing else came of this moment after it was over, there was a yearning for actual affection beneath the burning desire. Something that had been missing for longer than he realized.
But knowing that this wasn't just some drunken escapades with a fake id and watered down dive bar alcohol or too many shots at a too-loud dance club meant that there were worries that couldn't be quashed so easily.
God, he wanted this. He did. Parted lips, warmth breath, bodies pressed together and he still couldn't shake that tiny concerned voice in the back of his mind.
He pulled back only enough to look at Akira with worried eyes but faces still centimeters apart. His words were somewhat breathless as he voiced his worry.]
Are... you sure about this... ?
[If this was going to turn in to a terrible mistake, at least let him decide if its a mistake he still wants to make.]
[Akira's instincts since becoming a Devilman have become nigh uncontrollable at times, but even now he can notice Duo's worry, and it gives him pause just long enough to bring him back to himself.]
...Yeah. [He looks Duo over, his gaze completely certain, fixated on him.] Are you?
[He pulls back a little further to give him some space. He promised to protect and take care of Duo first and foremost, and he hasn't forgotten that duty -- he won't pressure him.]
[Akira smiles at that answer, and it's enough. Gently, he pushes Duo down onto the couch and straddles him. His own shirt goes off along with it, giving Duo an eyeful of lean, toned muscle.]
Never done this with a guy before. [Or a human, period, though maybe it would be weird to also mention that.]
[Duo already knows Akira has had a weird life, so it wouldn't surprise him that much. But maybe not the most appropriate thing to bring up at the moment.
[Duo's response gives him a little confidence -- hopefully Duo will tell him if he's messing anything up, presumably as the more experienced of the pair.
Now with Duo on the couch where Akira wants him, he reaches for the hem of Duo's shirt to take it off, too.]
[He did a lot of catching up on certain things after the war. Not having to be as careful or covert allowed him a lot of freedoms he didn't previously have.
Plus it was his way of dealing with not really knowing what to do with himself. Healthy or not, it was his decision to make after all.
He was glad his words could give Akira a little more certainty in the matter, though. He didn't need any further urging to continue, sitting up a bit so he can tug his own shirt off over his head.]
[Akira may be a little more behind on that than Duo, and even after becoming a Devilman he's had to be careful to exercise restraint against his instincts. Duo's seen more of him than most, however, and as long as he's careful, he won't hurt him.
He hopes.
His eyes rake over Duo's bare skin, and he kisses him, starting at his mouth, and working down to his collarbone and chest. He doesn't want to rush enjoying this.]
[Everyone starts somewhere. No judgement here. He also trusts Akira to not hurt him, at least on purpose, so if it does happen Duo won't be angry about it.
War isn't kind to anyone, but Duo is lucky that he came out the other side more or less intact. There's a few faded scars here and there, some older than even the fighting he was involved in, and one still slightly pinkish one from the dragon attack above his left hip. Healed but still visual reminder of what led him to Akira's in the first place.
He's never been ashamed of his body, but there's a half a second where he remembers the mark is there. Akira doesn't linger on it or any other faded flaws on his skin, though. Not that he expected him to, but it was still a silent relief that seeing what almost killed him doesn't make Akira hesitate. He wants to enjoy this, too, obviously.
He lets out a content sound, eyes closing as he sank in to the wet warmth moving across his skin.]
[Akira doesn't have a single notable scar since his devil body simply heals even the worst kind of trauma, so seeing them on Duo now feels so-- human. A reminder that most people are so vulnerable compared to him.
His trail of kisses reaches down to Duo's stomach, and he pauses when he reaches that fresh scar, kissing it more delicately. It doesn't look like it hurts any more, but he hasn't forgotten the memories that went with it.]
Hey... If I could do one thing for you right now, what would you want?
[Tell him what you like, buddy. He's already reaching for the fly of Duo's pants while he thinks about it.]
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[Akira jokes, ruffling Duo's hair and getting to his feet. He's cute when he's blushing, he can't help it.]
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[hUFF.
Damn it!]
And so what if I do?!
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What, seriously?
[He was kidding!!]
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[Duo.exe has stopped working.
Restart?]
Iiii... uhhh...
[That sure was his foot in his mouth, and his face so red he might as well be a tomato. The deer in headlights really completes the look.]
I-i-it... it-- ... j... oke... ?
[That's a hell of a reaction for a joke, Duo.]
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[Akira laughs, both because Duo's reaction is funny, and because it's a relief simply to have someone who likes him without it being one-sided on Akira's end. He walks back over to sit down again.]
S-sorry, I'm not laughing at you to be mean, it's just... I'm happy.
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[He's not being mean, no, but Duo still feels like he needs to go outside of bury himself in a hole. He puts his face in his hands, groaning loudly.]
That's it. I'm going back to the forest. Just let me die there.
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[His hair is always something he's liked about him, come to think of it.]
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[His hair is fantastic, though.]
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[Akira don't be lewd!!]
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Duo releases his tomato face from his hands, giving Akira a light shove.]
Oh, please. Like you'd really do anything!
[He tries to sound confident, but there's an uncertain tremor in his voice.]
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Is that really what you think?
[He grins. You're challenging a part-devil here, Duo.]
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He absolutely wasn't expecting Akira to call his bluff. He could easily back out, apologize, retreat to the bedroom and hide until his face stops burning and his heart stops pounding.
But he's also stupidly stubborn. He knows who he's challenging.
Maybe that's why he doesn't buckle even though he feels like his heart might explode out of his chest at any second. He wants to know who is going to renege first if this keeps going.
But more than that, he wants to know what will happen if neither of them do.]
What if it is what I think?
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Somehow Duo seems interested neither in tearing out his heart and stomping on it, figuratively or literally. Simply, he has someone who likes him for who he is.
Right now, that's all Akira needs to know. He draws him closer, hands still at his waist, and kisses him roughly.]
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He could be rude sometimes, not always the best person despite having a generally good heart, but he absolutely wasn't the sort to emotionally toy with or tear someone else down just because. Akira was his friend. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt him.
He did want to know what would happen if neither of them backed down. Really, this should have been expected, especially given how close Akira already was before this foolish game of chicken started, but the rough kiss still managed to startle him slightly. There's a faint noise from him, a hesitation, physically tensing.
It lasts for all of half a second. Surprise quickly melts away, hand lifting to gently touch Akira's cheek as he presses in to the kiss, uncertainty fluttering in his chest that was battling with a rising hunger for more.]
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He's craved affection like this for months, maybe even years, and perhaps Duo is the same way. Why not enjoy it while they can?]
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But knowing that this wasn't just some drunken escapades with a fake id and watered down dive bar alcohol or too many shots at a too-loud dance club meant that there were worries that couldn't be quashed so easily.
God, he wanted this. He did. Parted lips, warmth breath, bodies pressed together and he still couldn't shake that tiny concerned voice in the back of his mind.
He pulled back only enough to look at Akira with worried eyes but faces still centimeters apart. His words were somewhat breathless as he voiced his worry.]
Are... you sure about this... ?
[If this was going to turn in to a terrible mistake, at least let him decide if its a mistake he still wants to make.]
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...Yeah. [He looks Duo over, his gaze completely certain, fixated on him.] Are you?
[He pulls back a little further to give him some space. He promised to protect and take care of Duo first and foremost, and he hasn't forgotten that duty -- he won't pressure him.]
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But he would be lying if he said friendship was actually going to stop him from wanting, and maybe even needing this.
His own nod, certain and lacking hesitation this time.]
Yeah.
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Never done this with a guy before. [Or a human, period, though maybe it would be weird to also mention that.]
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The confession earns a soft grin.]
First time for everything, right?
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[Duo's response gives him a little confidence -- hopefully Duo will tell him if he's messing anything up, presumably as the more experienced of the pair.
Now with Duo on the couch where Akira wants him, he reaches for the hem of Duo's shirt to take it off, too.]
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Plus it was his way of dealing with not really knowing what to do with himself. Healthy or not, it was his decision to make after all.
He was glad his words could give Akira a little more certainty in the matter, though. He didn't need any further urging to continue, sitting up a bit so he can tug his own shirt off over his head.]
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He hopes.
His eyes rake over Duo's bare skin, and he kisses him, starting at his mouth, and working down to his collarbone and chest. He doesn't want to rush enjoying this.]
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War isn't kind to anyone, but Duo is lucky that he came out the other side more or less intact. There's a few faded scars here and there, some older than even the fighting he was involved in, and one still slightly pinkish one from the dragon attack above his left hip. Healed but still visual reminder of what led him to Akira's in the first place.
He's never been ashamed of his body, but there's a half a second where he remembers the mark is there. Akira doesn't linger on it or any other faded flaws on his skin, though. Not that he expected him to, but it was still a silent relief that seeing what almost killed him doesn't make Akira hesitate. He wants to enjoy this, too, obviously.
He lets out a content sound, eyes closing as he sank in to the wet warmth moving across his skin.]
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His trail of kisses reaches down to Duo's stomach, and he pauses when he reaches that fresh scar, kissing it more delicately. It doesn't look like it hurts any more, but he hasn't forgotten the memories that went with it.]
Hey... If I could do one thing for you right now, what would you want?
[Tell him what you like, buddy. He's already reaching for the fly of Duo's pants while he thinks about it.]
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kinda late to slap a nsfw warning on this thread but here is one anyway
lol all good o/
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