heavenfang | Sixteenth Star [Voice]

"Shhh, shhhh, it's okay, Kazuki. You can sleep...I won't leave, alright?" Tir whispered softly into Kazuki's ear, placing a tender kiss to the lobe. It was difficult getting him to relax...he knew he could hardly do the same knowing what sort of danger their friend was in. But it couldn't be helped...they'd be no good to her in their current state.

Don't kiss him there Tir, you're just going to get him all excited. Kazuki shivered at feeling his breath in his ear, and blushed, but curled up a little tighter to try and hide it. His leg hooked with one of Tir's.

They...were awful close, weren't they? Tir suddenly became quite aware of the situation, and felt himself stirred with something he didn't fully understand. Whatever it was, it compelled him to lift Kazuki's chin and bring their faces together in a kiss...and not a light kiss either.

It had been awhile since they'd really kissed, since their first try had ended up in somewhat of a disaster. But he'd almost missed it, the first part had been so nice... Kazuki reciprocated, slowly and timidly, he wasn't entirely awake, and never quite sure of himself either.

Tir was hardly any more certain. But instinct was far more powerful than reason, and he deepened the kiss, his arms wrapping tightly around the other.

He let Tir lead him along for awhile, until he ran out of breath and had to pull away. It was great, he wouldn't deny it, but,

"Why?"

It was a valid question, right? The last time it had started for a pretty obvious reason. Kazuki didn't quite understand where this was coming from.

"I have...no idea," Tir responded, dumbfounded. He really couldn't explain it. This was all new and strange to him. "It just feels like...something I want. Like my instinct has won over reason."

"Huh," Kazuki thought aloud, and rolled off of Tir, "...Just a second, okay?"

He sat up to grab the comforter that was bundled up at the end of the bed, and threw it over himself so he was only a blanket-covered lump. The sound of shuffling clothes ensued.

And bam. Tir was beat red, hearing that sound that could only be what he thought it was. But, of course, he had to ask. Because he was foolish like that.

"H-hey, what are you doing?" he whispered.

Why was he whispering? They were the only ones here, after all.

"I'm taking off some of my clothes," He said like it was obvious. Some articles started to slip out from under the blanket to fall on the floor, his overshirt and undershirt, socks, belt, "Don't worry, I'll stay decent."

Tir blinked for a bit...and decided maybe he shouldn't be so prudent. After all, they were this close now, what was the harm in being like that with each other? With a gulp, he pulled off various pieces of his ensemble as well. The tunic, the undershirt, the shoes and socks....finally the bandanna was removed, letting the still uncut hair fall to his collar.

Kazuki couldn't really hear what Tir was doing from under the blanket, so he was reasonably surprised to see him missing half of his clothes when he came back out. He yelped, hid himself back under again for a moment... Before curiosity got the better of him. He hadn't really had the chance to properly look at Tir before.

...Damn, Karate had been kind to him.

"Not fair," Kazuki mumbled, and hid again, "I can't compete with that."

Tir couldn't help but chuckle a bit at Kazuki's reaction, making his way beneath the old comforter and wrapping his arms about him once more, a gentle nuzzle to his shoulder.

"I wasn't aware we were competing."

"But m'all skinny," he replied, suddenly sheepish as their bare skin made contact, "I've always been skinny..." and even more so since Discedo, it went without saying. His self-consciousness was getting the better of him. Kazuki hoped Tir wouldn't worry over him anymore.

"What if I said," Tir spoke, placing a soft kiss on the collar of Kazuki, "That I like you like this?"

And realy...he sort of did. He wasn't fond of larger things, apparently men or women. Large shoulders, big breasts, they were more annoying to him than anything. Perhaps that was one of the reasons he had been so fond of Kasumi, petite as she was. And Kazuki too...he was just right, physically.

"I'd say that you're trying to make me feel better," He chuckled as Tir fondled him, playfully trying to squirm out of his grip, but his reactions were sluggish. Kazuki was somewhat ticklish, worse still now that he was missing his clothes.

Tir could only laugh, continuing those kisses in the wake of the reactions. His hands got involved as well, tickling at Kazuki's sides. He and Gremio used to do this, he thought back fondly, though it was far less intimate.

"Hahahah, Tir! S-stop! That tickles!" he wheezed, trying this best to get away and failing rather comically. Kazuki started laughing so hard he was losing his breath, his face going beet red, convulsing but not making any sound.

Tir stopped, feeling satisfied, and gave Kazuki a big, loving kiss as an apology. He was really starting to feel it...a strong connection with the other youth. It was odd but now he knew...he wanted it.

Trying to kiss and catch your breath at the same time was more than awkward, Kazuki whined plaintively into Tir's mouth for a break. His left hand patted frantically at the sheets, as if he were tapping out.

"Oh! Right! Sorry!" Tir apologized, his face flushing fully as he backed off of the other. Way to over do it, he chided himself.

Kazuki immediately rolled over and stuck his head out from under the blanket, gasping in fresh air with dizzy relief. Tir could be too much sometimes, funny, considering he himself was often accused of being too much for other people.

He melted into the bed, feeling warm and sleepy and sated. Maybe getting out some of that nervous energy was what he had needed.

Tir just...snuggled up to Kazuki warmly, resting his head on the other pillow and wrapping his arms around the other.

"Are you comfortable?" he asked, considerate of the other, obviously.

"Mmmmm," he groaned contentedly, stretching out and snuggling into his pillow. Please, please able to sleep this time...

Ten minutes, and he was out, completely still and peaceful. Finally.

Sixteenth Star [Voice]

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