[ Somewhere in Akira's little toxic masc head of his he feels like less experience is something shameful, so he's going to get more of it starting with Yuuji. Yuuji, someone who, while relatively a new friend, is someone he's easily drawn an attraction to, both in his appearance and his personality. Nobody back home besides Miki would have shown him such open understanding and kindness like Yuuji did when he exposed his secret to him. Which.. wasn't much of a secret anymore. It didn't matter in Hell. If there were any demon hunters here, he knows that Megumi and Yuuji would have his back much like he has mentally devoted his protection to them.
The kiss comes and goes quickly and Akira parts his lips, strings of saliva and blood getting lapped away by his tongue as he savors the taste. He could taste a difference in the blood of Yuuji's and the blood of his enemies, so which one on his tongue tasted better? He's not certain, but it didn't matter. Yuuji might have expected him to back down after this, but he instead asserts himself flush against him, pressing their torsos together as he dips down to kiss the front of Yuuji's throat, his sharp incisors accidentally grazing across the sorcerer's skin in a bout of enthusiasm. It probably stung. It definitely felt different than a human's set of teeth. Akira is becoming keenly aware this is treading further into greedy lust and his mouth parts again to exhale a hot breath. Akira allows his hands to settle at Yuuji's hips. ]
Hey.. I'm attracted to you, I think..
[ His mouth moves to the curve along Yuuji's jaw, his eyes falling heavy and halfway open. ]
Is that kind of crazy?
[ It's weird for him. He's never really been attracted to men before and it's not like he's known Yuuji for a long time. He'd argue whatever appeal he found in Ryo was because of his feminine features. But Yuuji.. he didn't look like that. He was more masculine.
Akira really needs to not get so hung up on stuff like this. ]
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The kiss comes and goes quickly and Akira parts his lips, strings of saliva and blood getting lapped away by his tongue as he savors the taste. He could taste a difference in the blood of Yuuji's and the blood of his enemies, so which one on his tongue tasted better? He's not certain, but it didn't matter. Yuuji might have expected him to back down after this, but he instead asserts himself flush against him, pressing their torsos together as he dips down to kiss the front of Yuuji's throat, his sharp incisors accidentally grazing across the sorcerer's skin in a bout of enthusiasm. It probably stung. It definitely felt different than a human's set of teeth. Akira is becoming keenly aware this is treading further into greedy lust and his mouth parts again to exhale a hot breath. Akira allows his hands to settle at Yuuji's hips. ]
Hey.. I'm attracted to you, I think..
[ His mouth moves to the curve along Yuuji's jaw, his eyes falling heavy and halfway open. ]
Is that kind of crazy?
[ It's weird for him. He's never really been attracted to men before and it's not like he's known Yuuji for a long time. He'd argue whatever appeal he found in Ryo was because of his feminine features. But Yuuji.. he didn't look like that. He was more masculine.
Akira really needs to not get so hung up on stuff like this. ]