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[alloutoflove]

Hm?

[ He's probably familiar with the way scars feel by now. At least a little. It's a little lower than where she'd stabbed herself, but that's not the only place where she had been.

It takes her a moment to figure out what he's found, but when she does, she covers his hand with hers, even with her shirt between them, now pulling back from the kiss. ]

Kyousuke...

[deathisanopendoor]

...

[Rather than ask about it, he pulls his hand away from hers, unbuttoning her shirt properly.]

[alloutoflove]

[ She hesitates for a moment, then settles her hands on the bed; it's the most passive she's ever been when it comes to anything remotely approaching sex.

The scars are relatively neat, actually, even the one that was fatal. They're close enough together that they could look like one large scar from a distance, dark pink on her pale skin.

She takes a breath like she wants to say something, then just raises her chin a little, staring at his face. ]

[deathisanopendoor]

[He also takes in a deep breath and exhales it before answering.]

I don't understand. Were you alive at the time?

[alloutoflove]

...No.

[ She says it gently, though her gaze does slide off to the side, no longer quite meeting his. ]

I don't know why I have it, either.

[deathisanopendoor]

...I apologize, then. For causing such problems for you, even after your death.

[He hesitates for a long moment, but then leans down to kiss over the scar.

He doesn't feel quite as much guilt over her death as he does over Juzo's—there's a marked difference in personal responsibility there—and it's hard to feel too much remorse for not treating a corpse like a living person. But the guilt is still there. It's just at a tolerable level to actually address it.]

[alloutoflove]

It's--

[ She lets out a shaky breath when he does that, lifting a hand to settle it gently against the back of his head, her fingers working through his hair. ]

It's not a problem, I think... a reminder, maybe? Another way I'm tied to you.

[deathisanopendoor]

Still, I'll have to give you a better reminder than that.

[The stuffed animal is a start, but he has something a little more costly in mind. (You know, Kyousuke, if you weren't shying away from the engagement ring step with your costly gift, then maybe you could save some money in the long run.)

—But also, he realizes, there's an option open to him right here and now. He shifts up to mouth where her shoulder meets her neck. He eases into it, but gradually he bites down to suck a mark.]

[alloutoflove]

Ah--

[ She tilts her head back at that, her whole body lifting into the touch with a startled little gasp. Her arms curl around him, fumbling for a moment around his wings until she has one hand behind his neck and her other pressed between his shoulderblades. There's a few seconds where she just trembles, and then she swallows hard. ]

K, Kyousuke...

[deathisanopendoor]

Mm...

[He pulls off slowly, although he doesn't move his head away yet.]

That's at least more appropriate.

[alloutoflove]

[ She swallows hard at that, audible, and frees a hand so she can brush her fingers against the edge of that mark, close to his mouth. It's a little weird, how that abruptly makes her feel a little like crying again out of something that feels a lot like relief. ]

M--mm. I like it a lot better.

[deathisanopendoor]

[He takes hold of her wrist, gently, pressing a soft kiss to her knuckles while they're there.]

...What else do you think you might like?

[alloutoflove]

Right now...?

[ Her fingers flex a little, and she shivers at the brush of his lips over her knuckles. ]

I want -- to be... gentle? With you. Wherever that takes us.

[ It feels like it's been a very long time since they were, in this context. ]

[deathisanopendoor]

...That sounds nice.

[He moves leisurely to kiss her on the lips again, slow and thorough.]

[alloutoflove]

Mmmm.

[ She relaxes under him for that, though this time she isn't passive about it: she kisses him back, sweet and equally thorough, carding her fingers slowly through his hair. ]

[deathisanopendoor]

[This really is nice. It's been years since they shared a moment quite like this one. He needs to make sure to make the most of this moment while he has it—if there's anything he's learned, it's that things can go wrong in an instant.

He slides his hands over her, reaching to unhook her bra.]

[alloutoflove]

Mmh--

[ That seems like a pretty excellent idea, actually. Chisa slides her hands to his shoulders instead to brace herself, arching her back to allow him better access to the hooks. She tries not to break the kiss in the process, catching his lower lip (gently) in her teeth and sucking on it. ]

[deathisanopendoor]

Mm.

[He hums, encouraging, unhooking the bra pretty slowly because of the angle and how he also doesn't want to break the kiss. But he manages it eventually, sliding the straps off her shoulders and down her arms.]

[alloutoflove]

[ She takes a deep breath once the bra is loosened, and it takes a bit of creative movement to get it off without pulling away from him.

But once that's done, she curls her arms around him again, arching up to press her breasts more firmly against his chest. This is good, just feeling him warm and heavy against her.

It'd be nicer if his shirt were off too, but with his wings, that's probably more complicated and would require stopping making out. ]

[deathisanopendoor]

[At least his shirt is unbuttoned in the front by now, so their bare chests can press together. In the interest of being gentle, he's not too forceful with his weight on her, but it is good. He fits their bodies together, placing his hips in between her legs, too.]

[alloutoflove]

Aah--

[ He might not be weighing her down, but she still lets out that stuttery little gasp when his hips settle against hers. Once that happens, it's the easiest thing to part her legs wider, bending them up to make a proper cradle for his body.

And then she can't really resist rocking herself more firmly against him, to see how hard he is by now. ]

[deathisanopendoor]

Ah.

[He's only partially aroused; it's been a slow burn with some distractions. But there's enough to feel, and her doing that is certainly catching his interest. He grinds back down against her, putting a little more weight into it this time.]

[alloutoflove]

Mmmmmh!

[ That's pretty gratifying -- both feeling his interest and the way he moves against her. Chisa whines briefly, the noise catching in her throat, then squirms until she can wrap her legs around his hips, pulling him more firmly against herself. There's something she's forgetting, she knows there is, but for the moment it's just a nagging thought at the edge of her awareness. This is a lot more interesting. ]

[deathisanopendoor]

[Shh shh. They don't have to think about things quite yet. He kisses her deeply, taking some of his arousal out on that so he doesn't overwhelm her past the threshold of gentle, but he does keep rocking against her intermittently, restless.]

[alloutoflove]

[ This is fine. This is good. Chisa flexes her legs around his hips in answer whenever he drives forward, and her hands flutter restlessly along his shoulders, up the curve of his wings as far as she can reach. These are also good, even if she's too distracted right now to appreciate them properly. ]