[ 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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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. ]
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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.]
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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. ]
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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?