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Wait- Leo-!

[Now he's snoring a bit on top of it??? None of this is good.

He quickly casts his eyes about, tries to figure out what's causing this. Akira feels like he can safely assume that one of the flowers near Leo was the cause, but fixing it is another situation entirely. There's nothing else here, though...

There's a staff member in the area, though, on the other side of the lawn. In case it rouses him at all, Akira tries to shake him awake as he calls out to the man some distance away.]

[ Leo doesn't wake up with the shaking but he does murmur and snuggle closer so that's...helpful?

(It is not helpful) ]

[Akira covers his face with his free hand, because this guy is seriously a cat...

It takes a moment for the staff member to notice him calling - whether that's from the distance or Akira being purposely ignored as a low-rank, that's harder to say - but eventually he's answered. The gardener is pleasant enough as he smiles and explains that no, the boy is fine, he's "simply blessed enough to have fallen into the rose thorn slumber! One kiss will do the trick whenever you feel like waking him up," and heads to the other side again to get back to work.

Or at least, Akira thinks he heads back and gets to work. He wasn't really paying attention to anything but the heat on his neck and his newfound knowledge.

It shouldn't be a big deal. It isn't. Akira's had to do a lot more to get by here, so a kiss should barely be a blip on the radar.

...So why does he hesitate, face hovering for just a moment?

He can't do that. Leo needs him, the gardener didn't say if he'd be stuck like this if he wasn't kissed. Akira doesn't want to risk that, so he shuts his eyes and leans down and-

It's always softer than he thinks it'll be. Kissing someone.]

[ Leo's a lot less hesitant about some things than other people are here. He doesn't mind the kissing or the sex or physical closeness. He should, as an idol. Sena and the others would scold him so badly...but he just isn't as hesitant as he should be.

He's always gotten attached easily, even if the details of the world get mixed up sometimes.

So when consciousness shifts back in, Leo kisses back. ]

[Akira jerks like it's a surprise, eyes flying open - but his lips keep moving.

He doesn't know why it's a surprise. It shouldn't be, because Leo has been ready to dive right in since the day that they met, so it makes sense that it wouldn't change now. He has no reason for hesitation.

Akira's eyes slide closed again. Maybe he shouldn't, either.

He's gone farther here, done so much more that this. He's used his body like a commodity, so using it to help someone shouldn't be a problem. If anything, it should be the natural conclusion for Akira, who does so much for others' sakes.

It's the marriage, he thinks between thoughts of pressure and warmth and somehow this is a lot. It was fake, a joke gone too far to save Akira's skin, but it's a layer that pulls him up short the way getting someone off doesn't.

It bears the threat of a connection that has emotion, and the only reason that doesn't qualify as scarier is because Akira can't afford to be afraid.]

[ Connections come easy to Leo. Or hard. It's difficult to say which is more true. After all, he's definitely the sort of guy who falls in love easily, cares easily - but he can obfuscate the truth about himself a lot. He doesn't always share every aspect of himself...perhaps he doesn't need to, perhaps he shouldn't, but the truth is not a lot of people look at him and see him clearly.

They see the surface. They never look to the depths.

He kisses back softly, only registering who it is a little ways in. Right, this guy - his husband, right? Father of his only child. ]

[Being kissed back softly only makes it harder. He's immediately tugged in two directions, the desire to simply stay and the desire to flee as quickly as possible.

Against both his better judgment and the urge to flee, Akira... lingers. Slows the kiss down, draws it out. Soft. It's too soft for the things he's gotten up to lately, but maybe that's why part of him wants it.

It takes herculean effort, but he finally drags his mouth away. He opens his eyes to take stock of the other boy.]

Leo... [His voice is almost always quiet, but now it's even more so, hardly above a whisper. For a moment, just a second, Akira thinks something else might slip out, but instead it's-] Are you alright now?

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