[Well… good. He huffs. It still sits precarious in his chest that Kojiro ever thought there was anything he needed to prove or change—anything that Kaoru could have required beyond who Kojiro already was and had always been.
But at least he knows better now. At least he’s gotten to a place where he’s making confident promises about everything he can be for Kaoru. He should, because most of what he’s promising is what he’s already been doing from day one, anyway. Kojiro should definitely know that. He should never spend another moment doubting his immovable place in Kaoru’s life as protector and haven.
Once again, Kaoru finds he can’t say a single word of that out loud. The words that would come easier are still frenetic and discordant. But he can at least chase Kojiro’s lips again. Soak into the warmth of everything he offers. Try to accept that nothing will fall apart just because his brain still wants to leap to the negative and unsettled things that don’t match Kojiro’s soothing energy at all.]
You know what you’re signing yourself up for, don’t you?
[ What you're signing up for; like it's some god-awful, arduous labor. He's always known what he was getting into with Kaoru, and he's gone happily, again and again and again. And for that matter, Kojiro's never backed down from Kaoru in even the smallest way, never shrank to his venom, never saw the sense in running from something (someone) that feels like his destiny. Fate. Purpose.
Maybe it's too dramatic to frame it like that. Maybe it's as simple as this; that this is exactly where Kojiro is meant to be. Trapped beneath Kaoru's body, crushed against his lips, chained within his heart, and so incredibly full from all of it.
He knows perfectly well what he's signing up for. And Kaoru's gonna know too, in murmured affirmations from the mouth that's suddenly dragging down the side of his throat. ]
Signing up for everything I ever wanted. Getting you right where I want you. Keeping you there forever, whether you like it or not.
[ His teeth find Kaoru's skin next, welt in a trail of pretty red from his jaw right down to his shoulder. ]
Do you know what you're signing up for? 'Cause I promise you, I'm gonna love you like you've never been loved before.
[His breath eases out of him in a hot sigh as he tilts his head, opens up a path for Kojiro's mouth. It's good, unfailingly so good, to have a counterpoint to the worries that still feel unsettled. Part of him wants to air every bit of it all at once so he'll never have to come back to it again, but... there are goosebumps raising on his skin now. Maybe shelving everything that isn't this for now isn't such a bad idea.]
You say that like I haven't handled you just fine this whole time.
[Everything and nothing has changed. Kojiro is unrestrained now, and every movement is full of the kind of adoration that Kaoru has been longing for in the loneliest corner of his heart for years. That much is true. At the same time, he's felt the ghost of that same adoration before, countless times, when it must have slipped out while neither of them had their guards up quite enough. He can recognise it from the glances in his periphery--this thing that is now fully impressed into his flesh, branding him. It's familiar and new all at once.
And, like hell is he going to lose to it.]
Do your worst. I won't go easy on you, either.
this can probably be the bow on this thread, if you're good with that
[ As far as Kojiro's concerned, that's a promise. He's wanted everything, all of Kaoru, for what feels like an eternity. It'd be a tragedy of the highest order if Kaoru went soft on him now.
Kojiro isn't sure how long they stay like that. How long he spends running careful hands over every part of Kaoru that he can reach, or how thoroughly he memorizes the skin he finds. How long he dedicates himself to the task of dutifully kissing every naked piece that Kaoru will spare to him. It could be minutes, it could be hours. It could be an eternity. He could do this for an eternity, worship Kaoru's body until time stops, and he still wouldn't have enough of it.
But for now, this is more than enough. It might not be their first step together, but it certainly won't be their last, and Kojiro doesn't want to walk this path with anyone but Kaoru by his side. ]
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But at least he knows better now. At least he’s gotten to a place where he’s making confident promises about everything he can be for Kaoru. He should, because most of what he’s promising is what he’s already been doing from day one, anyway. Kojiro should definitely know that. He should never spend another moment doubting his immovable place in Kaoru’s life as protector and haven.
Once again, Kaoru finds he can’t say a single word of that out loud. The words that would come easier are still frenetic and discordant. But he can at least chase Kojiro’s lips again. Soak into the warmth of everything he offers. Try to accept that nothing will fall apart just because his brain still wants to leap to the negative and unsettled things that don’t match Kojiro’s soothing energy at all.]
You know what you’re signing yourself up for, don’t you?
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[ What you're signing up for; like it's some god-awful, arduous labor. He's always known what he was getting into with Kaoru, and he's gone happily, again and again and again. And for that matter, Kojiro's never backed down from Kaoru in even the smallest way, never shrank to his venom, never saw the sense in running from something (someone) that feels like his destiny. Fate. Purpose.
Maybe it's too dramatic to frame it like that. Maybe it's as simple as this; that this is exactly where Kojiro is meant to be. Trapped beneath Kaoru's body, crushed against his lips, chained within his heart, and so incredibly full from all of it.
He knows perfectly well what he's signing up for. And Kaoru's gonna know too, in murmured affirmations from the mouth that's suddenly dragging down the side of his throat. ]
Signing up for everything I ever wanted. Getting you right where I want you. Keeping you there forever, whether you like it or not.
[ His teeth find Kaoru's skin next, welt in a trail of pretty red from his jaw right down to his shoulder. ]
Do you know what you're signing up for? 'Cause I promise you, I'm gonna love you like you've never been loved before.
You ready for that?
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You say that like I haven't handled you just fine this whole time.
[Everything and nothing has changed. Kojiro is unrestrained now, and every movement is full of the kind of adoration that Kaoru has been longing for in the loneliest corner of his heart for years. That much is true. At the same time, he's felt the ghost of that same adoration before, countless times, when it must have slipped out while neither of them had their guards up quite enough. He can recognise it from the glances in his periphery--this thing that is now fully impressed into his flesh, branding him. It's familiar and new all at once.
And, like hell is he going to lose to it.]
Do your worst. I won't go easy on you, either.
this can probably be the bow on this thread, if you're good with that
[ As far as Kojiro's concerned, that's a promise. He's wanted everything, all of Kaoru, for what feels like an eternity. It'd be a tragedy of the highest order if Kaoru went soft on him now.
Kojiro isn't sure how long they stay like that. How long he spends running careful hands over every part of Kaoru that he can reach, or how thoroughly he memorizes the skin he finds. How long he dedicates himself to the task of dutifully kissing every naked piece that Kaoru will spare to him. It could be minutes, it could be hours. It could be an eternity. He could do this for an eternity, worship Kaoru's body until time stops, and he still wouldn't have enough of it.
But for now, this is more than enough. It might not be their first step together, but it certainly won't be their last, and Kojiro doesn't want to walk this path with anyone but Kaoru by his side. ]