pc catchall for higekiri (banzais)

[uncurtained]

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[uncurtained]

[She returns the laugh, slightly self conscious.]

I hope you aren’t taking that as a no. I mean, unless you want to help out someone who isn’t set... I’d be down.

[banzais]

[he shakes his head]

No, I'm still happy to, if you are. They did say that one was required, but more is hardly discouraged, no?

[uncurtained]

[She nods, reaching over to take his hand.]

So... My room or yours?

[banzais]

[sure why not - higekiri will hold onto her hand as well, fingers interlacing with hers pleasantly]

Mm! Your room?

[he

he still hasn't gone into his room, it's fine]

[uncurtained]

[She nods.]

Sounds good.

[Off they gooooo.]

You know... I didn't really think you were the type.

[banzais]

Hm...? There is supposed to be a type?

[????]

[uncurtained]

...Maybe I'll tell you about it later.

[But for now, here they are at her room. She reaches for her clamshell with her free hand, waving it over the door so they can get in.]

[banzais]

I'd appreciate it if you did.

[he does like learning about new things?? but regardless he'll look around before turning to her]

Do you have the writing somewhere on your body...? Do you want me to avoid looking?

[he's trying to be cautious just in case - he's gotten the idea that the marks are meant to be unnerving]

[uncurtained]

[She hasn't noticed it just yet, so she pauses, blinking.]

What do you mean, writing?

[banzais]

[oh

hm

higekiri will pause at that before moving to undo the little tie that keeps his uniform jacket on his shoulders, before shrugging that off. then it's with deft fingers that he undoes the top buttons of his dress shirt, revealing the skin there that seems to be marred with letters.

across his neck, like a choker, the words: FRIEND CUTTER]

This writing.

[uncurtained]

[She reaches out as if to touch it before she stops herself, frowning as she looks up at him.]

What is that...?

[banzais]

... I don't mind, if you want to touch.

[just so that she knows, and his expression doesn't seem that ashamed about it at least.]

It's one of my former names, I think. Tomokiri. It's a rather old story...

[uncurtained]

[After a few moments:]

Maybe we could talk about it afterwards?

[banzais]

[there's just a gentle raise of his eyebrows at that]

You aren't too scared of me?

[he does glance toward the door]

I would understand if you are - even if I promise that I'll never raise my sword against you.

[uncurtained]

I mean... Should I be? I don't really get what it means.

[beck voice: that sign can't stop me because i can't read]

[banzais]

[higekiri's expression softens at that -

and he'll just shake his head and press a kiss to beck's forehead]

Then a story for later.

[uncurtained]

[She smiles as she feels his lips brush her forehead - but a moment later, she's reaching up to hold his face in her hands so she can guide his mouth down to meet hers.]

[banzais]

[he goes with the hold, leaning down to press their lips together - kissing has been an interesting adventure to learn through. but he thinks that beck is different already, softer compared to polly and other partners. it's cute.

he loops an arm around her waist and rests a hand at her lower back, taking steps forward to guide her toward the bed, holding her just so that she won't stumble on the way over]

[uncurtained]

[Rather than walk as he guides her, she hops up a little so she can wrap her legs around his waist, deepening the kiss as she does.]

[banzais]

[beck is so forward and i respect her so much

but don't mind if higekiri ends up smiling into that kiss, even as he wraps his arms around her once she's attached to him. there's a brief second where he spins them both just once before carrying her the rest of the way over to the bed

idk just for fun]

[uncurtained]

[She pulls away only slightly so she can laugh as he spins them, low and breathy against his neck. As they reach the bed, she spreads herself out, already reaching down to unbutton her jeans.]

[banzais]

[she really takes so much initiative, and higekiri is still amused about it even as he hovers over her, pressing tickling kisses against her neck even as his fingers slip underneath her shirt, guiding the fabric up with his hands to ease it over her head once her hands are free again]

[uncurtained]

[She moves her arms to make it easier for him, but it’s fair to say that by now, her mind is on things other than what he mentioned about the writing. That’s why she doesn’t make any attempt to hide the message written across her waist:

Lied about her father being alive. It doesn’t seem she’s noticed it, either.]

[banzais]

[isn't that something? higekiri is still away from her enough when he tries to put her shirt off to the side that whether he likes it or not, he catches sight of the words

and then he'll just end up pressing their lips together again - if she hasn't noticed, he's decided to leave this as a topic for later]

[uncurtained]

[nyooms into the future

She's laying beside him when they're both done, turned over so she's on her side, tracing little patterns into his shoulder with her fingernails.]

How are you feeling...?