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[koboreta]

[Please, please don't let Gaku realize how much that low growl makes the room feel even hotter. Sougo's only saving grace is that they aren't looking directly at each other, but it's likely not hard to imagine how flushed his face is from them being in such close proximity. He'll never let himself close that distance between them, of course... Wanting to move in closer is inevitable, but he tries to hold out and only let his hand fall to curl into Gaku's surprisingly soft hair, hoping to ground himself just a little.

But as the next words finally sink in and his eyes go wide, there's no hope of holding back. And as Gaku continues on, each sentence more precarious and appealing than the last, yet another tremulous gasp reflexively escapes him.]

I... [Dammit. His voice is already breathy, shallow with what he hopes isn't identifiable as yearning.] I'd let you.

[God, no. The words spill out before he can take them back, and rather than try to stop the next ones, something in him urges them to come out unbidden.]

Eagerly. Without restraint. [This can't be happening.] I'd let you do anything you wanted to me.

[diamondfusion]

[That's all Gaku needs to hear for his last thread of control to snap. He growls again, a low rumble at first as he lowers his lips to Sougo's neck. Scraping sharp canines over his skin, inhaling deeply, he's increasingly aware that something really is going on with Iris.]

Anything?

[Sweet words from Sougo. An invitation, really. And Gaku's tone is low and sensual, even if he is losing the battle with his better judgement. One hand, fingers tense, curves under Sougo's chin and tips his head up and to the side. He doesn't ask for permission even if he should, briefly nosing against the younger man's cheek before he captures his lips for an all too hungry kiss.]

[koboreta]

[The idea of having even an ounce of restraint is almost laughable given their current predicament, but Sougo certainly isn't laughing. Rather, his breath hitches audibly in his throat as Gaku's canines graze the thin skin of his neck, the sultry tone of the words that follow eliciting a wave of shudders down his spine.]

Anything.

[Right now, he really does feel like he'd give anything - let Gaku do anything and everything he pleases - just to keep them close another second longer. Sougo's voice is uncharacteristically breathy as he speaks, cheeks flushed deeply as Gaku's perfect fingers tilt his chin up just so... but he doesn't have time to truly think through how bad of an idea this is before he's already curling his fingers more tautly into silver hair, lips covered all too swiftly by the warmth of Gaku's own.

He's leaning into this of his own will, needy and eager to please, and it's damn well more fulfilling than any of his dreamlike fantasies.]