none of us are free from sin

[alloutoflove]

At some point I uploaded new icons and botched some of my threads. Oops.
Also listen like 95% of this post is extremely nsfw. Double oops.

Stargazing → It's a nice clear night, and even when you live in a big city, there are places to get away and look at the stars. There's supposed to be a meteor shower tonight; maybe now's the time to make a wish.

Domesticity → Sometimes domesticity is a white picket fence and two kids and a dog; sometimes it's an apartment that's a little shabby but comfortable; sometimes it's just the people you're with.

What The Housekeeper Saw!! → What. What are you doing. Why are you doing it.

Spoiler prompt: There's a game you play sometimes, when you're acting. "Baby, if you love me, please please smile," you say, and the other person replies, "Baby, I love you, but I just can't smile." If you can make them smile, you win. If you don't, they win. And sometimes you don't even know you're playing the game. END PROMPT

Wildcard!! → Just what it says.

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[alloutoflove]

Not entirely.

[ But she is, a little. She's still writing those names. ]

I'm a little nervous too, you know? I don't know what's too much for you, and what's -- you know.

[ She pauses in her writing just to gesture at herself, then goes back to it. ]

[rockyxiii]

I'm . . . sorry you have to deal with this.

[Wouldn't life be easier for literally everyone if he were straight. Sigh.

He watches her finger, flustering when he picks up on what she's doing.]

[alloutoflove]

Mmmn.

[ She shakes her head, smiling at him. It's not hard to miss the reaction, and her smile widens. ]

It's worth it, to me. If it makes everyone happier, I don't mind some uncertainty now and then.

[rockyxiii]

As long as it makes you happier too.

[He moves his left hand to write his own name on her skin.]

[alloutoflove]

My goal in life is to be happy.

[ "By being a good wife to Kyousuke," but priorities change. She wiggles a little, ticklish, but she can tell what he's writing immediately, and she just outright beams at that. ]

When I said everyone, I meant myself, too.

[rockyxiii]

. . . My goal in life's always been to support your happiness. Munakata's, and yours.

[So he won! Hooray! He leans their foreheads together briefly, with a warm smile.]

[alloutoflove]

You should think about your own sometimes, too.

[ Before he can pull back, she reaches up to frame his face in her hands, tilting her head to brush their lips together briefly, fondly. ]

Ahh, but now you've agreed to this, and you're not allowed to go anywhere else. Got it?

[rockyxiii]

Where the hell else would I go? . . . Deep down, this is all I wanted all this time. I'd let you tattoo your names on me if you really wanted that.

[alloutoflove]

You'd have a hard time explaining that to your sponors.

[ Not that the idea displeases her, on some level. Hm. ]

But last night, you wanted to know if I was possessive. Do you still want to hear?

[rockyxiii]

. . . I might like that, yeah.

[He MAYBE JUST A LITTLE BIT gets off on that kind of thing.]

[alloutoflove]

Mmmm.

[ She presses a hand between them, and now, when she writes the names, she does it on his chest, over his heart. ]

You're not going to need those condoms anymore.

[ Just, blatantly. Nope. :) ]

[rockyxiii]

[THAT'S SO EMBARRASSING?! He sputters, cheeks going pink, watching her hand, but that's embarrassing too—]

R . . . right . . . ! I-if you both think so!

[alloutoflove]

I know so!

[ She's completely confident about that, punctuating the statement by drawing a heartmark. Over his heart. Yeah. ]

[rockyxiii]

. . . I might need to hear it to believe it.

[alloutoflove]

We can call him later, if you want. Or surprise him.

[rockyxiii]

. . . Yeah. I'd like that.

[alloutoflove]

He still has work for a few more hours, but after that...!

[rockyxiii]

Chisa . . . you really don't mind . . . my feelings for him? It doesn't bother you?

[alloutoflove]

...mm.

[ She sobers at that, still keeping her fingertips pressed to his chest. ]

It's a bit of an odd feeling, to be honest. What if things had been different? If you'd met him first, would I even be here at all?

[ "Here," in their lives, in their relationship, whatever. ]

But... it's not like I can't understand falling in love with him. I won't let you have him without me, but -- if it's really all right that I'm part of this, how can I mind?

[rockyxiii]

[He watches her hand, then moves his own to take it.]

I was ready to let you have him without me. Obviously . . . it's easier for a woman. I never figured he'd be interested in me anyway. But even besides that, I—tried to be fine with it.

I'm happy if I don't have to be.

[alloutoflove]

[ She huffs a small laugh at that, lacing their fingers together. ]

Mm, I do have that advantage. But Kyousuke is... he's not the sort of guy who limits himself, you know? You had just as much of a chance as I did, with him.

And someday, maybe... it'd be nice, if you felt something matched for me.

[rockyxiii]

Chisa . . . I love you. Maybe it's a little different, but I like it the way it is. I'd be happy staying here with you like this all day long.

[alloutoflove]

Ah, don't say that, I'll be tempted.

[rockyxiii]

That's why I said it.

[alloutoflove]

Hmmmmmmm...

[ She shoves at him a little, playfully, trying to adjust him so she can tuck herself more comfortably against his side. ]

What would you like to do?