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[General K project musebox post.]

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[ His. The possessive tone of Fushimi's voice sends a shiver through him that he doesn't understand. Yata can't protest this though, not with Fushimi looking as pleased as he does. Smiles from him were rare as it is...

He stays still for the first minute, before he eventually gets sick of waiting. He... he can do this, right? It's kissing. People do it all the time. So he leans up to try and kiss his... boyfriend he supposed, though pinned as he was it took some effort. ]

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[ He doesn't hesitate to meet him the rest of the way, keeping his eyes open for a portion of the kiss to watch Misaki's face. He likes this side of him, how he can be so rough and callous but gentle at the same time. Fushimi unconsciously leans into him, releasing the hold on his arm so he can touch his hair. His fingers tremble just a little when he finally manages it, the breath against Misaki's mouth almost too quick. Nerves, excitement. ]

Misaki...

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[ It's unfamiliar, the feeling of another's lips on his own. Fushimi's lips. This is his second kiss and he helped to start it. This side of Fushimi is also unfamiliar. The taste of his breath, the weight of his body. This is a side he never knew before. It's easy to see why people might enjoy this sort of thing. ]

Y... yeah?

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It might be better if I take off my glasses.

[ It's the first thing to come to mind, unsure what he'd wanted to actually say. Misaki doesn't seem to mind it so much now. It's experimenting and exploring both, meant for fun, and Fushimi's enjoying it far more than reading some predictable manga his friend had given him.

He sits up enough to pull the frames off and place them somewhere on the upper part of the bed, tilting his head a little to kiss him again. Without the pressure of his glasses, their faces fit together comfortably, and it's noticeably less awkward than before. ]

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[ There has to be something weird in his head, the way he doesn't mind kissing his best friend who suddenly seems to be becoming more than that now. Instead all he felt was the heat of their bodies and the featherlight brushing of hair against his face and found that he didn't mind any of it. His free hand finds itself clutching at the back of Fushimi's shirt, as if Yata needs an anchor to keep him afloat. ]

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[ He wants to experiment with his tongue, but Fushimi can read Misaki's body language, how he's hanging onto him like he doesn't know what's what. It means he should stop and wait for him to catch up. He opens his mouth, wondering what to say. ]

Your face is red. It's cute.

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Shut up. [ He tries to scowl, Yata hates feeling so inexperienced when they're the same age. So before Fushimi can say anything else he kisses him. Except he kisses like he's picking a fight, with more than a little bit of teeth involved. ]

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[ It catches him by surprise when he bites him, the kiss rough and entertaining and more of Misaki than he could ever imagine. It excites him. Fushimi turns his head into it, opening his mouth a little even as his fingers dig into Misak's hair. A tug, and he jerks his head back so he can press his mouth to the spot beneath his chin. ]

But I like this Misaki more.

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[ Normally, hair pulling would make him complain about cheap moves. But for some reason it sent an unfamiliar shiver through him now. It even surprises him when his next exhalation is a little unsteady. How can something like kissing effect him this much? ]

'm still me, the only thing that's changed is the kissing. [ Mumbled ]

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We can do more than kiss. [ Fushimi isn't subtle at all, gently working his fingers deeper into Misaki's hair so that they rub at his scalp. A glance at the floor where he'd dropped his school bag, and he looks back at him. ] I came prepared.

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[ He follows the glance but it doesn't quite compute yet. What could he have brought along? ]

Prepared for what?

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[ Fushimi leans back and actually gives him a smile before answering him. He touches his cheek with the tips of his fingers. ] Sex.

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Wh-what?! [ But they're both guys! How does that even work?! His cheeks heat up impossibly at the idea that his best friend had been planning for this possibility. ]

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Intercourse. I brought everything we would need to do it.

[ He says it rather nonchalant, still looking at him with a hopeful expression that says Misaki should just give in without a fight. ]

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[ He chews his lip a bit, this is starting to go really fast... ]

How does it even work with two guys...?

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[ He's not disagreeing, and Fushimi takes his curiosity as a good sign. ] I researched it a while ago and brought a diagram. Let me show it to you.

[ Except he's not moving, just looking at Yata as if it's the most natural thing in the world to say. ]

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[ He stares at Fushimi, not quite believing that he was this prepared. ]

...You made a diagram?

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It's printed. I assumed you would understand that better before we tried it.

[ He squints just a little, glasses still somewhere off to the side, and Fushimi moves off him to retrieve several pages from his bag, which he promptly hands to Misaki before sitting on the bed again. ]

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[ He reads it quietly, but Fushimi can watch the progress of his face getting redder as he continues reading. How is this even a thing?! Where did Fushimi even find this information?! And finally... ]

It goes where?!

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[ Fushimi shrugs, not particularly bothered by the mechanics of it; it didn't take much when he really thought about it, and he'd had a while to adjust to the idea. ]

I don't have a problem with it. Penetration can be eased by lubricant, and I brought that too. [ A pause, hands in his lap. ] I want to give you my virginity, Misaki.

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But... [ He chews his lip, trying to figure out how to tell Fushimi this is too much, too fast without pissing him off. ]

Isn't it kinda fast...?

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No. I've already decided. [ Someone like Misaki might not understand, but he'd made up his mind a while ago. But— ] I can wait.

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[ Yata sighs and leans over to kiss Fushimi again. It's easier this time, kissing him. Hopefully it's enough to keep Fushimi happy. ]

You got my first kiss, isn't that enough for the moment?

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[ This kiss is welcome, but the words are not. Fushimi doesn't move to reciprocate, letting Misaki kiss him and just gripping at the edge of his shirt in return. ]

How long do I have to wait?

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[ He frowns, that tone putting an unpleasant feeling in the pit of his gut. ]

Why does it matter?