[ Yuuji's response surprises Akira for a moment, but then he feels his eyes darken, his gaze traveling to the bit of blood that has pooled along his throat. Blood looked redder ever since Amon fused with him. It was such an alluring color; such an alluring scent. Despite what Yuuji says, Akira dismisses the answer, finding it not really a no and a pretty disagreeable response because, well: ]
—That won't happen.
[ He won't eat humans. Just like how Akira said he could "handle himself" around Yuuji soaked in blood. If Yuuji doesn't mind this, that's all that matters, so, he helps himself, sealing his mouth over the small scrape he had accidentally made, drawing fresh blood out of Yuuji into his mouth and then lapping any remaining blood clean and off of him. He makes a low, satisfied noise before popping off his flesh and handling Yuuji by his jawline, forcing him into another blood-laced kiss. By now, he's grown rather hard and his breath drawn ragged, heart pounding at the prospect of sex and the taste of blood in his mouth. A thin veil of sweat has surfaced over his skin, body unnaturally warm. Through their kiss, he makes his honest desire clear: ]
I want you on your knees.
[ It's all he has experience with and Akira loved being the receiver. He can only imagine what Yuuji looks like with his cock thrusting in his mouth and he wants to see it for himself. Asserting his hands on Yuuji's shoulders, he attempts to flip their position so Akira can have the vertical surface to rest on and give Yuuji room to position himself on the floor. ]
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—That won't happen.
[ He won't eat humans. Just like how Akira said he could "handle himself" around Yuuji soaked in blood. If Yuuji doesn't mind this, that's all that matters, so, he helps himself, sealing his mouth over the small scrape he had accidentally made, drawing fresh blood out of Yuuji into his mouth and then lapping any remaining blood clean and off of him. He makes a low, satisfied noise before popping off his flesh and handling Yuuji by his jawline, forcing him into another blood-laced kiss. By now, he's grown rather hard and his breath drawn ragged, heart pounding at the prospect of sex and the taste of blood in his mouth. A thin veil of sweat has surfaced over his skin, body unnaturally warm. Through their kiss, he makes his honest desire clear: ]
I want you on your knees.
[ It's all he has experience with and Akira loved being the receiver. He can only imagine what Yuuji looks like with his cock thrusting in his mouth and he wants to see it for himself. Asserting his hands on Yuuji's shoulders, he attempts to flip their position so Akira can have the vertical surface to rest on and give Yuuji room to position himself on the floor. ]