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What am I to do with you?

[He kisses his forehead.]

And 'not terrible' is good enough.

[ he looks smug as satisfied of himself at the reaction - and it's obvious he was certain he wasn't going to drop him ]

You're the one who clearly has been enjoying carrying me, so. Your fault.

I will take the blame on this one.

[He flaps his wings once just to hover above the ground as Ascians are wont to do before leaning down and kissing him.]

[ oh. it's his turn to be surprised, but he did ask for kisses as a reward. He'll smile against his lips, kissing him back and bringing his hand to the back of his neck as he does ]

[He'd pet him, but then he'd really drop him, so he will have to settle for kissing the tip of his nose when he is done.]

While I do have a place in mind, I can take you anywhere in our gilded cage. Simply name the place, Five Hargreeves.

... Somewhere where we can see the stars. Just the two of us, and no one else.

[He puts his feet on the ground and sets Five down as well.]

Then allow me to get a few things. Blankets mostly. If you could handle going to the fridge and getting water, it would be much appreciated. Then meet me back here.

[He'll prop open the door to BARiTONES.]

Oh, and if you want the blood from Lahabrea.

[He tells him where that is as well.]

No, blood from those bags doesn't taste good enough, I'd rather go without.

[ look at him, being picky even with blood ]

But I'll get water.

[ he'll kiss his cheek, and then go as instructed ]

[He just shakes his head with a smirk as he heads inside as well. As declared he mostly gets blankets which he shoves into Five's arms before he picks him up again.]

Do you have everything necessary?

[ he'll take them without complaints ]

What you asked of me, at any rate. What plans do you have...?

To adore you in isolation under the stars as requested. With how euphoric I'm feeling I hope you don't mind it being more tame than rough though the mood might strike me.

Though allow me to be amused how willing you are in this. To think you were worried at the beginning that this wouldn't interested you.

[And he takes off in flight again. He could ask Five to drive, but when will they have such an opportunity?]

Something else I can blame you for, you realize. I wasn't interested before meeting you.

[ and with that he'll take the chance to kiss his cheek ]

And beyond the obvious, I simply enjoy sharing these moments with you.

I can't help but enjoy being the bar you will hold all others to.

[Sometimes he is arrogant. He just can't keep up with Five or Lahabrea. He hums at the kiss and eventually drops them here. Apparently there are beaches in Tokyo. Even though it is not as fancy as BARiTONES he wanted real stars tonight.

He will set him down and arrange the blankets on the sand for both of them to sit on.]

[ he laughs at the comment, and he'll barely wait for Emet to finish arrange the blanket before he grabs on his shirt and pulls him down with him as he sits on it ]

I was already doing that. I did let Cardinal know that you are the smartest person I know. I'm fond of all your sides, dear.

[Falling on him dramatically in a controlled fashion so that no elbows go into painful spots or wings clip his limbs. He is going to lay with his head in Five's lap.]

Careful. You're going to make me think I'm perfect and then I will become insufferable.

[Patting his knee as he says this.]

You're already insufferable so at this point I'd say I have enough tolerance for it.

[ and he will bring his hand to Hades' head, stroking his hair ]

Or maybe that's just how much I love you.

You stole my line. I will have to think of something else. Though don't hold back on the flattery. I have yet to swoon.

[He takes the hand petting his hair and kisses the palm and then each knuckle slowly. If the Five's other hand doesn't resume the petting he will click his tongue.

Look, he has two hands. He can use both!]

[ he laughs at that, and does resume the petting - but only after he's clicking his tongue ]

Would you like me to go on about how beautiful your soul is? To think I didn't use to care. And now I cherish every moment I'm able to see it - despite it being just a projection of what it must truly be like.

Or I could talk about your eyes, how I could find myself looking at them for hours on end. Or how warm your smile makes me feel. The sound of your voice. Every little gesture you've spared for me.

You cared not for souls, 'tis true. At least I did teach you that important lesson.

[He says gruffly trying to hide the blush.]

Alright. Alright. That's quite enough out of you.

[Tugging him down by the collar at an awkward angle to kiss him, hand snaking up his neck and thumbing over the mark he made earlier.]

[ he lets out a pleased noise at that, enjoying the gesture and the significance of it, and wasting no time in kissing him back regardless of the awkward angle. but when he pulls back he's smirking ]

You're swooning now.

Perhaps. Perhaps not.

[That's all he's getting from him as he does sit up to cup his face in his hands.]

A gift beyond measure. That is what you are, Five Hargreeves.

[Then a gentle push on his shoulders to have him lean back.]

How my heart swells to have you. To hold you. To share each moment with you. From your brilliance to your arrogance. All parts of you.

I imagine you never expected to wanting to be kept. It is not curious how fickle how events turn out.

[ That is entirely unfair, and of course it's his turn to swoon now. He'll lean back easily when Emet pushes him to, his cheeks going red at the words ]

I would have laughed in your face if you'd ever told me. But well. It does seem as though this place has a talent for bringing to light desires I never knew I had.

And you have been just as much of a gift for me. One I fully intend on deserving and earning each day.

I will adore ever attempt, Five Hargreeves, but you do not need to win me over any longer. You have excelled at that.

[Brushing the back of his knuckles along his reddening cheek before kissing him proper. His other hand finds the hem of his shirt, sliding it up so he can run fingers across skin.]

[ he'll bring his hand to the back of his neck again at that, back arching slightly into his touch as he kisses him back - deep but slow, letting himself enjoy the moment ]

[He leans back just slightly as he watches him letting the pads of his fingers run over his nipples in a lazy, circular motion.]

Now that we've danced this tune a few times, outside your neck and thighs what does bring you pleasure. You already know my hands are more sensitive than they aught to be.

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