filetofish | PSLS BECAUSE GAY

[See the great part about that is that falling off the couch only gives him about 10 seconds of freedom. Crow just drops off the couch himself, straddling Rean's hips to tickle him even more, with his hands up his shirt for extra rude.

He's not actually trying to seduce him this time, he's just being a shit.]

[Well he's succeeding in both. Because Rean is squirming and laughing and shoving back at Crow but also going really red. It TICKLES but he's not unaware of Crow's hands up his shirt, he's really very very extra aware of Crow's hands up his shirt and Crows straddling his hips and Crow's big, stupid, amazing grin.

Rean's shirt is rucked up to his ribs and his hair is getting messy from him flailing, and if Crow leans back enough he'll feel something distinctly hard in Rean's pants as Reach tries to catch Crow's hands to get him to stop before Rean actually just expires here.]

C-Crow!

[He's gasping, wheezing a little from laughter and yet with his cheeks red and out of breath under Crow like this he looks (and kind of is) half-seduced.]

What's wrong, Rean?

[He does stop when Rean gets ahold of his hands -- stops tickling, anyway. He can't stop grinning, and he doesn't pull his hands away. Rean's skin is warm. Rean's tousled hair and flushed face are beautiful. Crow's still not sure he's really alive, but if he's dead he's certainly gone to heaven.

He's also totally aware that Rean's reacting in that other way, and he's not above teasing him about that (even if he's no better).]

Having a hard time?

[Haha. He's a comedy genius.]

Crow.

[He complains, more embarrassed, but not letting go of Crow's hands or shoving him off just yet. His heart is pounding, and it's nice to feel Crow's touch, just to look up at him.

He really should kick Crow off unless they're going a little further, because otherwise it's going to get harder to recover and want to throw Crow off--well it will get harder if they go further too, obviously.

He's basically just being captivated by Crow's smile and deciding if he wants to initiate a makeout session like that first time. That time he didn't really get to touch Crow back much since Crow was all drunk.

He rubs his thumb absently over the back of Crow's hand, just examining the man above him with quiet affection.]

I can't resist a good joke.

[He'll let Rean initiate it if he wants it. Crow's a devious monster but he's doing his best to respect Rean's boundaries, because Rean's boundaries are important to him. He wants to make Rean happy. He wants to show his gratitude and his love. So he'll tease, but he's not going to push.

He does leave his hands there though. Without moving them, without feeling Rean up, he's just enjoying the soft warmth of his skin and the lines of his ribs and his muscles, soaking up the feeling as best he can.]

Can't resist you either, honestly. Did you know you're perfect?

[In a way Crow's hands not moving at all is just as erotic as being felt up. Rean's so aware of them, their position, the warmth, he might imagine he has the shape of Crow's hands burned into his skin.

The words startle a laugh from him and he lets go of Crow's wrists, reaching up to tug Crow down, closer.]

That's ridiculous.

[No one is perfect, but it's sweet and Crow warms his heart and he's leaning up to meet where he's tugging Crow down, kissing him softly, lips parting, quite sure of himself despite the limited amount of kissing they've done. He wants to be kissing Crow, they've done it a few times, and he catches up pretty fast. Maybe this time he'll steal Crow's breathe away.]

[No one is perfect except Rean, duh? But Crow doesn't have time to protest, because Rean's pulling him down and kissing him and all Crow wants to do is drown in it. He may not be able to get all he's feeling across, but it's certainly obvious that he's totally wrapped up in Rean, in the way that he kisses him so thoroughly, drops onto his elbows to lean closer and closer, as close as he can get without actually pressing against him.

What's a breath? He sure doesn't know. He just knows Rean tastes like everything he's ever wanted and he could kiss him til the world ends and still not be satisfied.]

[It's an amazing kiss all right, and his fingers find their way into Crow's hair before he's pulling back enough to breathe very reluctantly. But only enough to catch a breath,looking at Crow is happy affectionate mild lust and tugging him in for more kissing.

It's wonderful honestly. Felling Crow warm against him, tasting him, the thrilling softness of his lips and tongue and the way he can't get enough. It's easy to see how people could spend way too much time getting caught up in kissing like this. He feels like he never wants to stop kissing Crow, touching him lightly over his neck and shoulders and back.]

[Crow never wants to stop either. He wants to kiss Rean forever. He wants to be touched by Rean forever. There aren't words for how badly he wants to experience nothing but Rean for as long as physically possible.

He's being very good, but he can't help himself entirely. After awhile, it's just irresistible to put his hands back on Rean, feeling his stomach, moving up to splay his fingers over his chest. He just wants to feel him. There's no such thing as enough.]

[Crow might not get forever but he's going to get at least a good half hour of makeouts. Rean reacting with surprised but not displeased noises at some of the touches, but not really willing to break up the kissing for too long, only for little breaths.

And he's getting a bit bolder with his hands, liking that he gets to touch Crow, that Crow is touching back, that this is warm and wonderful and exciting. He doubts it could ever not be exciting or warm or wonderful, with Crow. but that's beside the point.

Eventually he's feeling a little too heated, and he pulls back, catching his breath, face flushed, quite a mess but also really glowing.]

Hey.

[Rean is just. Amazing. Everything about him is amazing and Crow doesn't ever, ever want to stop. But he lets Rean pull back when he wants, though he does whine about it.]

Nnn... What?

[Why is his ~~dick~~ life so hard? And why is Rean's face so incredibly captivating? His fingers twitch against Rean's skin, eager to keep exploring it but fully aware of the rules of this encounter.]

[Crow is a good boy and Rean appreciates it, sort of. Part of him doesn't but that's the part that wants to keep going. He still thinks slow is a better idea than recklessly racing into... Well. It's not like he has doubts about wanting to spend his life with Crow or anything, it's just... This is all precious. He doesn't want to miss any of it because he's impatient. Or that's one of the reasons.

With a very regretful smiles he brushes his fingers through Crow's hair.]

We should prooobably stop at this point.

[Or stopping is gonna get more difficult.]

[This is the most reluctant groan. A terrible whiny noise full of sexual frustration! He's dying.

But he is obedient, and rolls off of Rean to flop next to him instead.]

Probably, yeah.

[He pats Crow's elbow or whatever is in easy reach. He sympathesizes, he is also sexually frustrated here! But for a good cause.]

That was nice, though.

You are probably the only person on earth who reacts to all that with "that was nice".

[It's kind of funny and kind of sad. What a good honest boy Rean is. Crow loves him so much.]

Um... Is there something else I'm supposed to say?

[SHOULD HE BE MORE SEXY SOMEHOW...? He's not sure he could manage sexier words but he could be more romantic. He pushes up on an elbow and looks down at Crow, earnestly.]

I really enjoy kissing you, and touching you. I don't really know what I'm doing, but you're being so patient, and I'm glad you don't seem to mind too much, letting me figure things out.

...Thanks, Rean.

[He doesn't know how else to respond. The matter of fact "that was nice" was funny, but the sappy stuff is just embarrassing. It throws him off his "cool funny senpai" groove. The cherry-red flush is bright on his cheeks, and he gives up on being cool in favor of putting his hands over his face with a sigh.]

I'm going to die young.

Hm... You've already done that though. Maybe for a change of pace try dying old next time. In your nineties at least. And because it'll be another new thing, do it after me, for a change.

[He's already taking about living to old age together. Casually.]

It's too late. I'm dying as we speak.

[If he keeps up the jokes he won't have to address all the actual scary feelings hearing that brought up. Aside from the warm butterflies thinking of a future together...

That's right. He already died. He can't be too sure of anything after that. And more, he can't imagine dying after Rean. Of course Rean doesn't deserve to watch Crow die again, and of course it's just a joke, but the very idea of Rean dying, even decades from now, makes him want to throw up.

Not that he wants to tell Rean that.]

That's too bad, I guess I should cancel our next date then.

[Gentle sarcasm and fondness. And Rean's typical slight obliviousness. Whether that's good for Crow or not, Rean isn't really emotionally all-seeing.]

[Crow doesn't mind Rean not seeing through him. In fact he prefers it that way. He doesn't want to talk about it -- his insecurities, his doubts, the constant background noise telling him it's all a lie.

It'll all come to a head someday, probably. But until that day, he has no intention of spoiling Rean's happiness with his own problems. He's too afraid the fantasy will go up in smoke.]

You can revive me next free day.

[One day they'll talk about it, but for now Rean is just smiling down at Crow.]

Sure, I'll put in a request with the student council.

[Make you a side quest Crow.]

I'll agree to that.

[You think being a sidequest would bother him? Nah. He'll just charm your students and maybe swindle them a bit for fun.]

[He laughs a little.]

Don't say I didn't warn you.

[He's absolutely going to make dealing with Crow a quest for his students next free day. It'll be good for them to be thoroughly messed with a bit.]

It's them you should warn.

[This is a less embarrassing subject, so he removes his hands from his face and just sprawls. On the floor. It's perfectly comfortable.]

I'll make sure they learn something about awareness.

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