[Well, Ian had figured that, given that he's right now having to explain it. He's still a little exasperated, but he can't be too upset because Souji's cluelessness had honestly been one of the more fun reasons to flirt to begin with.]
[Well that makes two of them who don't know what his intentions are. Ian just shrugs with open hands; he doesn't really have any intentions at this point.]
You were bothered; I wanted to clear the air for you.
[...Which doesn't really explain why he wants to take that half-step forward to close the distance between them again.]
[This time, Souji isn't subtle about moving away again, though he's suddenly aware of that wall just another step or so behind him. He doesn't looked scared or worried, just nervous.]
[This time Ian moves forward deliberately, but carefully. There's plenty of opportunity for Souji to move away while he takes the few steps to close the distance again.]
[Well that's permission enough for him. Even though he's already closed the distance, Ian presses forward again - slowly backing Souji against that rather convenient wall. Do keep your chin held high, Souji; it'll make things easier in a moment.]
This is your first time doing anything like this, isn't it?
[Souji can't help but gasp softly as soon as he's against the wall, moving his hands to grasp at it's surface because he needs to hold onto something at the moment to keep his legs from giving out. And that's without Ian touching him. He looks mildly embarrassed again.]
[There's a perfectly good body right in front of you Souji, you don't need to try holding onto the wall. Ian can't help but smile - a smaller, more genuine smile than his norm - at the reaction, already starting to lower his face towards Souji's.]
Then I'd better make this good for you.
[Not like there's any other option. Ian raises his hand to cup Souji's chin, the other hand rising to rest on his shoulder. Maybe that'll be enough encouragement for him to put his hands on Ian instead of the wall.
Ian waits just a moment more for any sign of protest, before finally moving those final few inches to press his lips against Souji's.
[As soon as Ian's hands are on him again, Souji can't help but make a small noise of surprise, instinctively, nervously pressing his lips together and wetting them -- something he would have been severely embarrassed about if he'd known he was being so obvious. His body tenses up again, only briefly, until Ian's lips are against his.
In that moment, one of his hands darts away from the wall and tightly grabs a handful of Ian's jacket, Souji trying his best to steady himself somewhere between pressing more against the wall and pulling Ian towards him, holding tightly onto the other.
And despite his inexperience, Souji tilts his head just enough to press back into the kiss. It's soft and rather chaste, as to be expected.]
[No need for Souji to worry about steadying himself; with no sign of resistance, Ian presses himself more firmly against him. It's refreshing to feel a more masculine body beneath him, and it doesn't take long before his hand is trailing down from Souji's shoulder, following the lines of his blazer.
As soon as Souji tilts his head Ian moves his hand from his chin, instead placing it on the side of Souji's head to curl his fingers into his hair. It's already a mess, and it's a bit difficult to work with the tangles that are - admittedly - entirely Ian's fault, but it's worth it.
The kiss doesn't remain chaste for much longer after that. Ian increases the pressure of his kiss, parting his lips just slightly to allow himself to run the tip of his tongue across Souji's lips. He did promise to make this good, after all, and while he's enjoying this already he knows he could make it much better.]
[Everything Ian does evokes some response from Souji -- the firm press against him brings a soft noise from Souji's throat, the trailing hand has Souji's body shifting towards the touch, and the fingers curling into his hair makes him gasp, his lips parting momentarily. Even such light, innocent contact seems to almost be more than Souji can handle, but it's to be expected with how long his feelings for Ian have been culminating.
There's a brief moment where Souji almost pulls back from the kiss, purely out of surprise in the direction it's taken, before he pushes right back into it. The grip he has on Ian's jacket tightens, though Souji's frustrated with how slim fitting the jacket is and how he can't hold enough. To compensate, his other hand goes to Ian's waist and wraps itself in the chains hanging there, using that to pull Ian in instead.]
[Oh, Souji, at this point nothing Ian is doing is innocent. He knows how bodies work; he knows full well what reaction to expect from, say, lightly tugging the hair he's got his fingers entwined in. Because he did really enjoy that gasp, and who knows? This might win him some more nice noises.
The moment where Souji hesitates brings Ian back to himself, and he almost breaks away. Despite his usual amount of self-control, he's found himself getting incredibly wrapped up in this, and he's about to step back to call an end to it when Souji's grip on his jacket tightens--and then he's being pulled even closer.
Ian can't help the sharp breath he takes in surprise as his hips bump against Souji's, the result of being pulled in by the chains. Not that he'd ever complain about being completely flush against him like this, of course; in fact, it just spurs him on to deepen the kiss, tongue flicking out again to tease Souji's lips. There's really nothing that could have encouraged him more than being pulled in like that.]
[The tug on Souji's hair certainly does draw a noise from him. It's short, but clearly audible, coming out as something partway between a whimper and a whine, as though it had hurt a little, but just not as much as he wanted. It also makes the flush on his cheeks more obvious. The whole thing, of course, is not helped by the fact that hair-pulling was one entry on a very long list of things Souji had been wanting Ian to do to him.
It's only after Ian is back in, much closer than before, that Souji realizes he may have pushed too far. Souji gasps again at the contact of their hips, settling for pushing himself back against the wall even more, though it does little to add space between them. He should have known tugging on the chains would result in such a thing, but all Souji had been thinking about was keeping Ian close to him -- not the exact technicalities of where and what would touch.
And again, Ian's behavior only seems to spur Souji on. At the teasing, Souji responds by sliding both of his hands up to wrap them around Ian's neck, moving his tongue from his mouth to catch Ian's and push against it. He had always picked up on things fast.]
[And with the introduction of Souji's tongue, Ian's lost what little reservations he had left. It's evident in the way he shifts, less malleable than he'd allowed himself to be a moment ago and much firmer, bolder in his stance. The hands around his neck only help add pressure onto the kiss, and he's trying not to use bruising force - but it's hard to keep control of himself when he's got Souji against him like this.
Ian moves his hand away from Souji's jacket, instead placing it against the wall to further increase his leverage. He's going to have to cut this off soon; Souji's tongue feels way too good sliding against his, and if they keep it up for much longer he's going to have a rather embarrassing problem on his hands.
...But he's not going to end it before releasing the hair caught in his fingers to drag his nails down the skin on Souji's neck, just because he wants to know if that'll get him a noise too.]
[If the enthusiasm Ian was putting into his actions was bothering Souji at all, he certainly wasn't showing any signs of objecting. For a brief moment, the shift of Souji's lips against Ian's feel as though he had actually smiled in response to the added force, but it's difficult to tell.
As far as embarrassing problems, Souji has already been conveniently ignoring any problem he might have, though how tightly his hands clasp the back of Ian's neck and the more-than-slight shaking of his legs should have been a good indication if nothing else was. It was another one of the reasons Souji had struggled to find any sort of space to put between them as soon as he realized what he was doing.
Continuing to match Ian for enthusiasm with the kiss, the missing touch from his hair goes almost unnoticed, but the nails on his skin causes Souji to (finally) break from the kiss to make a soft, pleading whine. At this point, there is finally space between their lips for the first time in what seems like forever. Souji licks his lips and then bites them in turn, his face still flushed, and his attention focused entirely on Ian's dog tag because it keeps him from looking up to meet Ian's gaze. His hands don't leave the back of Ian's neck and Souji is completely silent other than his panting breath. And aside from that, his legs seem to be shaking more than before.]
[The only thing Souji's missing by not looking up is Ian licking his lips, supremely satisfied with both the kiss and that whine. He already has plans to hear those noises again sometime; they were exactly what he'd been hoping for.
Ian shifts away slightly with a breathy laugh, both hands coming to rest on Souji's hips in support.]
At least I don't need to ask if you enjoyed yourself.
[There has never been a moment where Souji has looked more vulnerable than he does now. He finally manages to bring his gaze up to match Ian's after a few more moments, still biting at his lip from time to time, trying to get used to the stinging feeling the pressure of Ian's own lips had left him with. His face is still flushed red and his hair is a mess, neither of which Souji notices or cares about, since he's too busy trying to study Ian's face now and engrave the moment in his memory.
Of course, the touch to his hips catches Souji completely off guard, his eyes widening as he gasps in a breath, tensing momentarily. It really was one of the worst places Ian could have touched him in that moment, but no part of him can really bring himself to pull away or figure out how to explain himself.]
Ian...
[Unfortunately, Ian's name didn't come out with a cool and even tone like Souji had hoped. It had an underlying tone that instead matched that of the pleading whine Ian had gotten out of him with the touch to his neck. The embarrassment makes Souji dig his fingers into the back of Ian's neck a bit, averting his eyes again.]
[By the time Souji looks up at him, Ian's eyes are soft with affection and sparkling with unapologetic amusement. He's faring much better than Souji in the composure department; aside from his flushed cheeks and swollen lips, barely a hair is out of place. Though every time Souji bites at his lip Ian unconsciously runs his tongue over his own, and he can't help but let his eyes drift over Souji's flustered appearance. It would be so easy to just... lean in again and pick up where they left off, and Ian's only a little bit surprised at how much he really wants to.]
I would give you a hand [or a mouth, he's not fussed], but let's not go through too many of your 'firsts' in one hit, hm~?
[And yet, despite his words he is definitely pressing his thumbs against Souji's hips and rubbing in small, deliberate circles.]
[The not-so-much innuendo simply results in a half-hearted glare from Souji, which is even far less threatening than usual thanks to his current appearance and the fact that he can't even keep his mouth shut when he's trying to catch his breath.
However, the glare doesn't last when Ian starts giving Souji's hips those touches. Without thinking, Souji arches his back and presses back against Ian's hands, his eyes shutting momentarily as a very obvious whimper escapes him. He is not proud at all of his behavior in this moment and while he's horribly embarrassed and a little bit aggravated, it's still Ian making this happen, which makes everything okay.]
[Good thing Souji's eyes closed for that moment, otherwise he would have seen Ian's cool facade drop. He has to swallow hard to get his mouth working again after that reaction, and his throat is suddenly rather dry. He can work with that, though; it just means his voice will be a bit huskier than he would have otherwise intended.]
Though, I suppose if you were to ask nicely...
[He drags his thumbs up along Souji's hips, pulling his shirt and blazer up an inch or two with the smooth action.]
[Souji regains just enough composure to shake his head a few times, trying to find his voice among all of the breathy gasps leaving him. He had thought about being in this sort of situation before, but had been far too focused on what might have happened between them and not at all on how his own reactions would have been. To say the least, Souji is very (pleasantly) surprised by how he's feeling, despite all the vulnerability.]
No... It's too fast...
[Of course, Ian pulling at his shirt makes it really tempting to say yes.]
[And that immediately has Ian's hands leaving his hips to back to marginally more neutral territory; the wall. The unfortunate side is that he's now somewhat caged Souji in, but with his hands still wrapped around his neck, there's not really anywhere else Ian can go.]
Mm, you're right. You haven't even bought me dinner yet.
[The position doesn't seem to bother Souji, who moves his hands down from Ian's neck and instead wraps his arms around Ian's waist and keeps the two of them at a close, yet manageable distance. He may tug Ian in a bit more, just to lean his forehead against the other's shoulder.]
You don't have to stop everything. Just... don't go that far.
I'm the one who's done all the hard work so far, aren't I?
[Or have you already forgotten how much Ian likes getting other people to do things for him?
There's no verbal response to the rest of it, but Ian does take it as permission to run a hand through Souji's hair again; more soothing than enticing or teasing. (There are apparently a lot of different ways that Ian can touch Souji's hair, who knew?)]
[The moment of being pleased with himself for eliciting that laugh is short-lived, because wow when was the last time anyone ever heard anything good after a line like that?]
[After the words leave him, Souji realizes how negative it sounds, but he didn't want to surprise Ian entirely with changing the topic at all once. He doesn't bother to pull back or do anything more than wrap his arms a little tighter around Ian's body.]
Thank you... for all of that. [Even if Ian can't see his face, it's very clear how embarrassed Souji is. However, he knows he should say the rest while looking at Ian and carefully forces himself to lift his head, staring up at the other.]
Don't expect to hear me talk about this with you so openly again... [Souji averts his eyes for a moment, as if steeling himself, before looking back up again.] Whatever you want to do, I'll consider it. Whenever you want to, I'll consider it. Anything that happens between us, I don't mind, because... it's you...
[And here's where he clears his throat, having been wanting to say this to Ian for awhile, just because he knows how important it is. It had been a long time since they'd discovered the things they were all afraid of the most and he'd always remembered Ian's, keeping it in the back of his mind as a topic to treat with care.]
... I trust you, Ian. Completely. I know you'd never hurt me or let anything happen to me. ... so I want to do whatever I can for you. ... with you.
[Really, it's the closest Souji may ever get to the l-word.]
[Ian is still for a long moment, kind of just... staring at Souji in astonishment. How is he... supposed to react to that?
In the end it's with a huff of laughter and a gentle ruffle of Souji's hair, while the gears in Ian's head resume their functions.]
You've really got me figured out, huh...?
[And that's always been one of the relieving things about Souji. No matter how badly they may have wound each-other up initially (or, rather, "no matter how incapable of dealing with a bit of friendly teasing" Souji had been), it's always been Souji who ends up understanding Ian the most.
It means a lot to have Souji's trust. More than it means to have someone like King's, because unlike King, Ian knows Souji isn't the type to trust freely or openly. Ian wouldn't be able to quite describe the feeling hearing it has given him, but if pressed, he'd say it felt like a warm glow in his chest that relaxed worries he wasn't even aware he'd been keeping.]
[See, Ian? That wasn't so bad, even with the awkward lead up. And Souji can't help but smile at the first mention of 'boy' in awhile, mildly thankful that it didn't happen at any point earlier than this where Ian might have figured out exactly how much Souji enjoyed hearing it. While he listens to Ian talk and watches him think, Souji simply stands there, reassuringly shifting his arms around Ian's waist with a hint of a smile on his face.]
I'm not entirely proud of how much time I spend thinking about you.
[That, of course, being his admission on how much work he does to figure out exactly how Ian works, and how careful he is about handling the other. Not that Ian can't handle himself, but Souji had always wanted to be the one Ian could fall back on when he couldn't be strong all the time, ever since figuring out how good of a person Ian really was. At that point, the pretty face was just a bonus.]
... I just wanted you to hear it. To make sure you know how important you are to me.
[Not to worry, Souji; Ian has definitely remained oblivious to your secret enjoyment of the nickname.
While he really does appreciate Souji's words, and while he is now practically brimming with affection, things have gotten a bit too honest in here for Ian. Like he said earlier, he's about as fond of heart-to-hearts as Souji is - and even though this is nice to hear, and definitely helps, it's a bit too serious for his liking.
If this situation were occurring with one of Ian's ladies, then it would be easy to handle. He'd smile, maybe wink, give them a kiss and offer them sweet words of appreciation and mutual assurances. But Souji... As much as Ian dislikes being so open, Souji deserves this honesty.]
I'm glad you've told me. [It's a... quieter admission than he's used to, but for once Ian's making no attempt to disguise the genuine appreciation and fondness in his expression.
...It only lasts for a moment, though, because he can only take this mood for so long.]
It'll help later on if I already know how much you think about me, after all.
[That's for slipping in that perfect line for a diversion, he appreciates being given this opportunity.]
[Throughout all of Ian's struggling to deal with the honesty in the room, the small smile never leaves Souji's lips. There was, of course, a great deal more Souji wanted to say, talk about, or ask about especially, but he knows putting Ian in such a place can only be done in small doses or when the other is in a particular mood. He's far too tempted to ask what Ian thinks of him -- not that it would be anything negative and not that it wouldn't be anything he didn't already know, but Souji likes the idea of hearing it anyway.
Aside from some of the other questions, Souji can't imagine when it would be a good idea to bring any of them up. Ian might never be ready for those.
When Ian tries to change the atmosphere, Souji makes an amused noise and goes along with it.]
I suppose someone like you always needs something to study...
[With that, Souji slowly removes his arms from Ian's waist, careful to not make the other think he's doing it for any bad reason. He brings his hands up and flattens his hair, then tucks his shirt back in and tries to make himself presentable.]
[Ian takes a small step back to allow Souji a bit more freedom of movement, but the way he puts his weight on his back leg and slowly looks Souji up and down makes it very clear just what - or rather, who - he intends on studying.]
I suppose you're right about that. You should study with me sometime.
[And he doesn't mean 'together with me', he quite literally means studying using his actual self. He doesn't even need to wink to get the implication across with the way he's just checked Souji out, but he's gonna do it anyway. ♥]
[...Just remember that Ian is actually a qualified palaeontologist Souji, which means he's completed higher education, which means if you do actually show up with studying material he will actually make you study it.]
[You know, at this point he's not even going to pretend he doesn't notice the things you're doing and saying.]
Wasn't that what we were doing already?
[And he's more than aware of how much more education Ian has, hence all those really awkward teacher fantasies Souji has that he doesn't want to admit to. Not that he'd mind actual studying either, but would Ian really be able to concentrate?]
[Aww, goodbye days where Souji would awkwardly respond to his flirting. Oh well, Ian can learn to live with the reciprocation instead.]
As I recall, it was more of a demonstration. [Not that he has any problem with that whatsoever.] Though you might be able to call it a study if you go over the memory enough times.
[Bonus points if he extrapolates an extended conclusion while he's going over the memory, too. Not that Ian's encouraging fantasising or anything, except he totally is.]
[If it means being able to tease Souji, Ian will properly concentrate on real studying. No guarantee on him not doing everything he can to distract Souji, though.]
[Give him awhile and he'll go back to being cute and awkward, he's just in a mood right now while his body is trying to calm itself down. The extra comment unfortunately makes his face start to do the flushing thing again, which means at least part of him is still in the awkward easily-teasable stage.]
Studying, demonstrations...
[Souji trails off at first, then hooks one finger on the front of Ian's jacket and pulls the other in close. In a re-creation of one of Ian's earlier actions, Souji presses a kiss to Ian's lips, brushing them briefly with his tongue before starting to pull back.]
[Oh, good--because Ian really enjoys that flushing. You can almost visibly see him perk up at it. Souji's words have him grinning, but he drops it in surprise as he's pulled forwards and then - hello, yes, that is a familiar move, and Ian's not ashamed to admit that he's disappointed it's such a quick kiss.]
Oh my.
[And this time Souji will most likely see Ian automatically licking his lips afterward. A quick learner indeed.]
I look forward to going through all of them with you, boy~
[Souji had been hoping to keep it short to avoid any sort of awkward situation from happening, not wanting to tempt Ian too much (unlike how Ian loved tempting him.) There's a brief moment where Souji feels proud of himself for what he'd done, having caught Ian off guard and apparently having done a good job of following up.
Unfortunately for Souji, it was followed by three of his weaknesses in rapid succession -- Ian's English, Ian's lip licking (which was apparently a brand new weakness), and Ian's nickname for him (which Souji secretly considered a pet name). He hadn't been expecting Ian to throw more than one of those things at him at a time, so for a few moments Souji simply stands there, awkwardly opening his mouth and then closing it, trying to find his voice again.
Which just makes him stand there even longer, not saying anything, while he tries to make it seem like his eyes hadn't gone wide and his breath hadn't caught in his throat.]
[It takes all of a second for Ian to clue in to one of the reasons for Souji's sudden silence, and hey, Souji, get used to his satisfied grin because you're going to be seeing it a lot.]
Well, I should leave you to take care of your studying before our next lesson. [He'll drop the metaphor when it stops giving him good results.] Seems like you might have a problem to take care of first, anyway.
[Just think of him when you've got the time to take care of that problem, Souji.]
[Thankfully, it's only one of three so far. Souji's actually frowning when he notices the look Ian's giving him, because he knows Ian's figured something out, but he doesn't know which one it is.
And the teacher metaphors are not helping at all, coupled with the embarrassing comment, which gets a normal reaction from Souji for once.]
Shut up!
[He tries not to because it makes him feel guilty, but that doesn't mean it doesn't happen anyway without him meaning for it to.]
[Why would he shut up when he's getting the exact reactions he likes? You've still got a lot to learn about not rising to Ian's bait, Souji. Ian's only holding back his laughter because he's not interested in damaging whatever... this is, that they've got going on now.]
If that's what you're into, you'll have to work a bit harder than that to convince me. [He likes making noise.
He leans in again quickly to deliver one last chaste kiss, savouring the feel of Souji's lips, before stepping back with a pretty fond smile. Today has been a good day.]
[Souji knows he has to work on his self control, but that temper of his still flares up just a little too easily sometimes, even when there's harmless teasing involved. He also doesn't take a chance to respond before Ian's kissing him again, with Souji hesitating only slightly, pushing back into it just as Ian's starting to pull away from him. The smile pulls at him and the kiss had made him calmer, settling him back into the dere part of his tsundere.]
I'll figure it out. [He's quite confident about that. And he will get Souji to tell him what he's into, eventually. It's only healthy to talk about those things, after all.]
Well, I'll see you again soon. [Very soon, if Ian has anything to say about it.] If you run out of study material before then, just let me know.
[A final wink and a blown kiss, and Ian takes his leave.]
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[Well, Ian had figured that, given that he's right now having to explain it. He's still a little exasperated, but he can't be too upset because Souji's cluelessness had honestly been one of the more fun reasons to flirt to begin with.]
Then do you understand now?
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I don't understand what your intentions are at this point.
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You were bothered; I wanted to clear the air for you.
[...Which doesn't really explain why he wants to take that half-step forward to close the distance between them again.]
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[This time, Souji isn't subtle about moving away again, though he's suddenly aware of that wall just another step or so behind him. He doesn't looked scared or worried, just nervous.]
Ian...
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[This time Ian moves forward deliberately, but carefully. There's plenty of opportunity for Souji to move away while he takes the few steps to close the distance again.]
If you tell me to stop, I will.
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I'm not telling you to stop.
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This is your first time doing anything like this, isn't it?
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I figured that was obvious.
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Then I'd better make this good for you.
[Not like there's any other option. Ian raises his hand to cup Souji's chin, the other hand rising to rest on his shoulder. Maybe that'll be enough encouragement for him to put his hands on Ian instead of the wall.
Ian waits just a moment more for any sign of protest, before finally moving those final few inches to press his lips against Souji's.
Enjoy your first kiss, boy. ♥]
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In that moment, one of his hands darts away from the wall and tightly grabs a handful of Ian's jacket, Souji trying his best to steady himself somewhere between pressing more against the wall and pulling Ian towards him, holding tightly onto the other.
And despite his inexperience, Souji tilts his head just enough to press back into the kiss. It's soft and rather chaste, as to be expected.]
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As soon as Souji tilts his head Ian moves his hand from his chin, instead placing it on the side of Souji's head to curl his fingers into his hair. It's already a mess, and it's a bit difficult to work with the tangles that are - admittedly - entirely Ian's fault, but it's worth it.
The kiss doesn't remain chaste for much longer after that. Ian increases the pressure of his kiss, parting his lips just slightly to allow himself to run the tip of his tongue across Souji's lips. He did promise to make this good, after all, and while he's enjoying this already he knows he could make it much better.]
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There's a brief moment where Souji almost pulls back from the kiss, purely out of surprise in the direction it's taken, before he pushes right back into it. The grip he has on Ian's jacket tightens, though Souji's frustrated with how slim fitting the jacket is and how he can't hold enough. To compensate, his other hand goes to Ian's waist and wraps itself in the chains hanging there, using that to pull Ian in instead.]
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The moment where Souji hesitates brings Ian back to himself, and he almost breaks away. Despite his usual amount of self-control, he's found himself getting incredibly wrapped up in this, and he's about to step back to call an end to it when Souji's grip on his jacket tightens--and then he's being pulled even closer.
Ian can't help the sharp breath he takes in surprise as his hips bump against Souji's, the result of being pulled in by the chains. Not that he'd ever complain about being completely flush against him like this, of course; in fact, it just spurs him on to deepen the kiss, tongue flicking out again to tease Souji's lips. There's really nothing that could have encouraged him more than being pulled in like that.]
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It's only after Ian is back in, much closer than before, that Souji realizes he may have pushed too far. Souji gasps again at the contact of their hips, settling for pushing himself back against the wall even more, though it does little to add space between them. He should have known tugging on the chains would result in such a thing, but all Souji had been thinking about was keeping Ian close to him -- not the exact technicalities of where and what would touch.
And again, Ian's behavior only seems to spur Souji on. At the teasing, Souji responds by sliding both of his hands up to wrap them around Ian's neck, moving his tongue from his mouth to catch Ian's and push against it. He had always picked up on things fast.]
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Ian moves his hand away from Souji's jacket, instead placing it against the wall to further increase his leverage. He's going to have to cut this off soon; Souji's tongue feels way too good sliding against his, and if they keep it up for much longer he's going to have a rather embarrassing problem on his hands.
...But he's not going to end it before releasing the hair caught in his fingers to drag his nails down the skin on Souji's neck, just because he wants to know if that'll get him a noise too.]
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As far as embarrassing problems, Souji has already been conveniently ignoring any problem he might have, though how tightly his hands clasp the back of Ian's neck and the more-than-slight shaking of his legs should have been a good indication if nothing else was. It was another one of the reasons Souji had struggled to find any sort of space to put between them as soon as he realized what he was doing.
Continuing to match Ian for enthusiasm with the kiss, the missing touch from his hair goes almost unnoticed, but the nails on his skin causes Souji to (finally) break from the kiss to make a soft, pleading whine. At this point, there is finally space between their lips for the first time in what seems like forever. Souji licks his lips and then bites them in turn, his face still flushed, and his attention focused entirely on Ian's dog tag because it keeps him from looking up to meet Ian's gaze. His hands don't leave the back of Ian's neck and Souji is completely silent other than his panting breath. And aside from that, his legs seem to be shaking more than before.]
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Ian shifts away slightly with a breathy laugh, both hands coming to rest on Souji's hips in support.]
At least I don't need to ask if you enjoyed yourself.
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Of course, the touch to his hips catches Souji completely off guard, his eyes widening as he gasps in a breath, tensing momentarily. It really was one of the worst places Ian could have touched him in that moment, but no part of him can really bring himself to pull away or figure out how to explain himself.]
Ian...
[Unfortunately, Ian's name didn't come out with a cool and even tone like Souji had hoped. It had an underlying tone that instead matched that of the pleading whine Ian had gotten out of him with the touch to his neck. The embarrassment makes Souji dig his fingers into the back of Ian's neck a bit, averting his eyes again.]
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I would give you a hand [or a mouth, he's not fussed], but let's not go through too many of your 'firsts' in one hit, hm~?
[And yet, despite his words he is definitely pressing his thumbs against Souji's hips and rubbing in small, deliberate circles.]
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However, the glare doesn't last when Ian starts giving Souji's hips those touches. Without thinking, Souji arches his back and presses back against Ian's hands, his eyes shutting momentarily as a very obvious whimper escapes him. He is not proud at all of his behavior in this moment and while he's horribly embarrassed and a little bit aggravated, it's still Ian making this happen, which makes everything okay.]
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Though, I suppose if you were to ask nicely...
[He drags his thumbs up along Souji's hips, pulling his shirt and blazer up an inch or two with the smooth action.]
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No... It's too fast...
[Of course, Ian pulling at his shirt makes it really tempting to say yes.]
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Mm, you're right. You haven't even bought me dinner yet.
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[The position doesn't seem to bother Souji, who moves his hands down from Ian's neck and instead wraps his arms around Ian's waist and keeps the two of them at a close, yet manageable distance. He may tug Ian in a bit more, just to lean his forehead against the other's shoulder.]
You don't have to stop everything. Just... don't go that far.
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[Or have you already forgotten how much Ian likes getting other people to do things for him?
There's no verbal response to the rest of it, but Ian does take it as permission to run a hand through Souji's hair again; more soothing than enticing or teasing. (There are apparently a lot of different ways that Ian can touch Souji's hair, who knew?)]
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Right...
[At the touch to his hair, Souji seems to start relaxing against Ian more, nearly nuzzling in against the leather.]
There's something I should probably say right now.
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Oh?
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Thank you... for all of that. [Even if Ian can't see his face, it's very clear how embarrassed Souji is. However, he knows he should say the rest while looking at Ian and carefully forces himself to lift his head, staring up at the other.]
Don't expect to hear me talk about this with you so openly again... [Souji averts his eyes for a moment, as if steeling himself, before looking back up again.] Whatever you want to do, I'll consider it. Whenever you want to, I'll consider it. Anything that happens between us, I don't mind, because... it's you...
[And here's where he clears his throat, having been wanting to say this to Ian for awhile, just because he knows how important it is. It had been a long time since they'd discovered the things they were all afraid of the most and he'd always remembered Ian's, keeping it in the back of his mind as a topic to treat with care.]
... I trust you, Ian. Completely. I know you'd never hurt me or let anything happen to me. ... so I want to do whatever I can for you. ... with you.
[Really, it's the closest Souji may ever get to the l-word.]
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[Ian is still for a long moment, kind of just... staring at Souji in astonishment. How is he... supposed to react to that?
In the end it's with a huff of laughter and a gentle ruffle of Souji's hair, while the gears in Ian's head resume their functions.]
You've really got me figured out, huh...?
[And that's always been one of the relieving things about Souji. No matter how badly they may have wound each-other up initially (or, rather, "no matter how incapable of dealing with a bit of friendly teasing" Souji had been), it's always been Souji who ends up understanding Ian the most.
It means a lot to have Souji's trust. More than it means to have someone like King's, because unlike King, Ian knows Souji isn't the type to trust freely or openly. Ian wouldn't be able to quite describe the feeling hearing it has given him, but if pressed, he'd say it felt like a warm glow in his chest that relaxed worries he wasn't even aware he'd been keeping.]
...Thank you, Souji.
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I'm not entirely proud of how much time I spend thinking about you.
[That, of course, being his admission on how much work he does to figure out exactly how Ian works, and how careful he is about handling the other. Not that Ian can't handle himself, but Souji had always wanted to be the one Ian could fall back on when he couldn't be strong all the time, ever since figuring out how good of a person Ian really was. At that point, the pretty face was just a bonus.]
... I just wanted you to hear it. To make sure you know how important you are to me.
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While he really does appreciate Souji's words, and while he is now practically brimming with affection, things have gotten a bit too honest in here for Ian. Like he said earlier, he's about as fond of heart-to-hearts as Souji is - and even though this is nice to hear, and definitely helps, it's a bit too serious for his liking.
If this situation were occurring with one of Ian's ladies, then it would be easy to handle. He'd smile, maybe wink, give them a kiss and offer them sweet words of appreciation and mutual assurances. But Souji... As much as Ian dislikes being so open, Souji deserves this honesty.]
I'm glad you've told me. [It's a... quieter admission than he's used to, but for once Ian's making no attempt to disguise the genuine appreciation and fondness in his expression.
...It only lasts for a moment, though, because he can only take this mood for so long.]
It'll help later on if I already know how much you think about me, after all.
[That's for slipping in that perfect line for a diversion, he appreciates being given this opportunity.]
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Aside from some of the other questions, Souji can't imagine when it would be a good idea to bring any of them up. Ian might never be ready for those.
When Ian tries to change the atmosphere, Souji makes an amused noise and goes along with it.]
Don't think I didn't notice what you were doing.
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[Part of Ian's attraction to Souji is because he can see through him, after all.]
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[With that, Souji slowly removes his arms from Ian's waist, careful to not make the other think he's doing it for any bad reason. He brings his hands up and flattens his hair, then tucks his shirt back in and tries to make himself presentable.]
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I suppose you're right about that. You should study with me sometime.
[And he doesn't mean 'together with me', he quite literally means studying using his actual self. He doesn't even need to wink to get the implication across with the way he's just checked Souji out, but he's gonna do it anyway. ♥]
[...Just remember that Ian is actually a qualified palaeontologist Souji, which means he's completed higher education, which means if you do actually show up with studying material he will actually make you study it.]
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Wasn't that what we were doing already?
[And he's more than aware of how much more education Ian has, hence all those really awkward teacher fantasies Souji has that he doesn't want to admit to. Not that he'd mind actual studying either, but would Ian really be able to concentrate?]
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As I recall, it was more of a demonstration. [Not that he has any problem with that whatsoever.] Though you might be able to call it a study if you go over the memory enough times.
[Bonus points if he extrapolates an extended conclusion while he's going over the memory, too. Not that Ian's encouraging fantasising or anything, except he totally is.]
[If it means being able to tease Souji, Ian will properly concentrate on real studying. No guarantee on him not doing everything he can to distract Souji, though.]
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Studying, demonstrations...
[Souji trails off at first, then hooks one finger on the front of Ian's jacket and pulls the other in close. In a re-creation of one of Ian's earlier actions, Souji presses a kiss to Ian's lips, brushing them briefly with his tongue before starting to pull back.]
And tests.
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Oh my.
[And this time Souji will most likely see Ian automatically licking his lips afterward. A quick learner indeed.]
I look forward to going through all of them with you, boy~
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Unfortunately for Souji, it was followed by three of his weaknesses in rapid succession -- Ian's English, Ian's lip licking (which was apparently a brand new weakness), and Ian's nickname for him (which Souji secretly considered a pet name). He hadn't been expecting Ian to throw more than one of those things at him at a time, so for a few moments Souji simply stands there, awkwardly opening his mouth and then closing it, trying to find his voice again.
Which just makes him stand there even longer, not saying anything, while he tries to make it seem like his eyes hadn't gone wide and his breath hadn't caught in his throat.]
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Well, I should leave you to take care of your studying before our next lesson. [He'll drop the metaphor when it stops giving him good results.] Seems like you might have a problem to take care of first, anyway.
[Just think of him when you've got the time to take care of that problem, Souji.]
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And the teacher metaphors are not helping at all, coupled with the embarrassing comment, which gets a normal reaction from Souji for once.]
Shut up!
[He tries not to because it makes him feel guilty, but that doesn't mean it doesn't happen anyway without him meaning for it to.]
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If that's what you're into, you'll have to work a bit harder than that to convince me. [He likes making noise.
He leans in again quickly to deliver one last chaste kiss, savouring the feel of Souji's lips, before stepping back with a pretty fond smile. Today has been a good day.]
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As if I would tell you what I'm into...
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Well, I'll see you again soon. [Very soon, if Ian has anything to say about it.] If you run out of study material before then, just let me know.
[A final wink and a blown kiss, and Ian takes his leave.]