[Kazuha has a point, even if it was all just teasing, the samurai's demise to affection could wait until a later time. Not now when things were still so new, not even having any time to adjust and process the weight of it all. There's a change in the way the other Inazuman smiles at him, one he'd certainly like to see more of.
The samurai lives - from this particular teasing - for now.]
I suppose I'd like to have you for longer than a few minutes.
[Eyes shut as the samurai pushes into his neck, Scaramouche taking a moment to simply soak in the small acts of affection, the uncertainties that both of them shared though far more pronounced on Kazuha's end. It's interesting to hear about just how long the other man has liked him, has been trying to catch his attention. More so that he would go out of his way to ensure that his confession met to standards he believed he would prefer.
While the immortal can't say for sure, had things been different on his end, if he would have noticed sooner he still doesn't think so. As he considers for a moment longer he allows himself to tug free some more strands of white hair, the samurai's tidiness long past.]
Perhaps. I could easily have become interested in someone else, but it's hardly my standards that stopped my notice. You meet them normally. That you would go through all of this effort for me... Well, they may be higher now.
[They definitely endeared Kazuha to him more, though he doesn't expect this kind of treatment all the time - a relationship or not. Higher standards in certain situations. Higher standards that he likely would forget with how the mortal has carved out a place in his life, essentially forcing Scaramouche to craft ones based around him as they began to grow closer.
The mention of someone coming up the path has Scaramouche heaving a sigh, reluctantly pulling his hands away as he leans back enough to push himself free from Kazuha's hold and slide out of his lap. He knows they no longer look their best, hair out of place, covered in dirt. All that before the mark the samurai had decided to place on him. This wasn't something they could hide, but he has little intent of putting on a show for any of the neighbours - even if they all seemed to know what Kazuha had taken him out for.]
Very well. Think they'll notice anything happened?
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The samurai lives - from this particular teasing - for now.]
I suppose I'd like to have you for longer than a few minutes.
[Eyes shut as the samurai pushes into his neck, Scaramouche taking a moment to simply soak in the small acts of affection, the uncertainties that both of them shared though far more pronounced on Kazuha's end. It's interesting to hear about just how long the other man has liked him, has been trying to catch his attention. More so that he would go out of his way to ensure that his confession met to standards he believed he would prefer.
While the immortal can't say for sure, had things been different on his end, if he would have noticed sooner he still doesn't think so. As he considers for a moment longer he allows himself to tug free some more strands of white hair, the samurai's tidiness long past.]
Perhaps. I could easily have become interested in someone else, but it's hardly my standards that stopped my notice. You meet them normally. That you would go through all of this effort for me... Well, they may be higher now.
[They definitely endeared Kazuha to him more, though he doesn't expect this kind of treatment all the time - a relationship or not. Higher standards in certain situations. Higher standards that he likely would forget with how the mortal has carved out a place in his life, essentially forcing Scaramouche to craft ones based around him as they began to grow closer.
The mention of someone coming up the path has Scaramouche heaving a sigh, reluctantly pulling his hands away as he leans back enough to push himself free from Kazuha's hold and slide out of his lap. He knows they no longer look their best, hair out of place, covered in dirt. All that before the mark the samurai had decided to place on him. This wasn't something they could hide, but he has little intent of putting on a show for any of the neighbours - even if they all seemed to know what Kazuha had taken him out for.]
Very well. Think they'll notice anything happened?