ailingsoul | (no subject)

We're clear.

[He runs his fingers through Soramaru's hair.]

If you're insecure about something tell me.

...I'm inexperienced, so I need Master to guide me, with this --

I don't expect you to be experienced. But I do expect you to have opinions and wishes. I can guide you and we can do things my way, I don't intend to put pressure on you when you don't know what you want.

If you want me to have full leave of your body I'll take it, but under the understanding that you'll speak up when you change your mind or think of something you do want.

That's fine with me.

Then it's fine.

[He tugs Soramaru against his chest actually enjoying the proximity. ]

[ ...doesn't hate cuddling. ]

[You better not. Sousei doesn't usually cuddle. But he's thinking about what to write on Soramaru's skin and it's not like he doesn't carry a small ink and brush set in his things. He just needs to lazily fetch them from his pockets and uncap the ink well (easier to carry around then an ink stone but less elegant). And dip the brush, make a single stroke on Soramaru's shoulder blade while he holds him, thoughtful.]

[ it's one stroke, but made with the intent to mark so it hits. --he tries not to shudder, because that may mess up what sousei is doing. ]

[He keeps going, slowly, the brush chill where it tickles Soramaru's skin. Each new stroke made with care.]

[ he balls his hand into sousei's shirt, closing his eyes and steadying his breathing. ]

[What he writes isn't his name, not that Soramaru can see the kanji on his back. When he's done he kisses the top of Soramaru's head. ]

What did you write?

[ tries to turn to see it...??? ]

[You'll have to be an owl or find a mirror. But it's something like beloved precious thing or whatever is closest to that in meaning.]

Nothing in particular.

[ no homo or anything

pouts!!! he wants... to see it ]

[Pretty sure there's a lot of homo happening here]

I'll write more next time.

[Amused at the pouting]

[ hhhufffff!!!

---pulls some blanket up over him because, surprisingly, being naked in winter is cold ]

[Tugs them over yes, blanket cuddles are good. ]

[ he's silent for awhile, almost giving the illusion he's fallen asleep until - ]

...Aniki's not going to like this, when he finds out.

No he's not.

[Eyes closed, calm, back to absently stroking Soramaru's hair. ]

He's going to accuse me of taking advantage of you at the very least.

You didn't.

I certainly hope that's true. But even so he won't be out of line in thinking it.

Yes, he would! I asked! --If anything, you didn't want to!

[Just looks at him.]

Don't go that far. I didn't want to take advantage of you, wanting to do this with you is another matter.

[Um of course he wanted to or he wouldn't have. Well that might not be true he did things he doesn't want out of necessity all the time but that's not the point here. ]

I still had to ask you.