-- oh. Ohhhhh. [There is, hilariously, a moment where Natsume is convinced that Junpei wants to take a nap. He's still not great at picking up innuendo sometimes.
But he gets it eventually, tail and ears perking up in excitement.] You do? Really? Was it the cucumbers?
[Natsume's ears twitch happily, tail swaying happily to and fro behind him. At this point it's easier to pinpoint the positions these two haven't tried, and Natsume really enjoys them all. He definitely enjoys being bossy and more dominant, but that doesn't really have anything to do with whether he's on top or bottom.
Case in point: he steps closer, tail sliding around Junpei's waist, pulling him closer. Natsume's expression is all sweetness, even as he purrs:] Only if you promise to wreck me.
[ Had you told Junpei when he’d arrived that in a short couple months he’d be exchanging lovesick words and innuendo with another person on a regular basis he’d have scoffed at you. But now it flowed so easily between them, even as they had trouble putting a label on it from their various hang ups. The request has his face lighting up as he leans in to give an even deeper kiss to the other boy, tongue seeking tongue as if it was a requirement to stay alive.
Natsume made it very hard to even get to the bedroom sometimes. Even now parting from him long enough to walk the short distance to the bed seemed too agonizing. ]
[The Natsume who'd arrived in Folkmore would've been similarly scandalized. Him, mild-mannered and polite and introverted, turning the kind of person who'd trip over his own feet following someone else to their bedroom?
...actually, the tripping part makes sense, nevermind. But the way Natsume slides his arms and his tail around Junpei, presses him up against the wall, rising up onto his tiptoes and kissing him over and over until he's lightheaded -- that part would've been impossible to imagine.]
Your hallway's too long. [This is grumbled between kisses. Then Natsume pauses.] My hallway? Your hallway.
[He looks around for a moment, trying to figure out whose house he's in.] Your hallway. [Back to kissing.]
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But he gets it eventually, tail and ears perking up in excitement.] You do? Really? Was it the cucumbers?
[Like this isn't Junpei's default state.]
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It’s you. It’s always you. You bring it out in me.
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He hops up, happily taking the offered hand, tail already reaching out to curl around Junpei's waist.] What, ah. How do you want to...?
cw: UH SEX STUFF
[ He lifts the hand to his mouth to kiss the back of it gently, tenderly. ]
Does that sound good?
cw: bow chika wow~
Case in point: he steps closer, tail sliding around Junpei's waist, pulling him closer. Natsume's expression is all sweetness, even as he purrs:] Only if you promise to wreck me.
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[ Had you told Junpei when he’d arrived that in a short couple months he’d be exchanging lovesick words and innuendo with another person on a regular basis he’d have scoffed at you. But now it flowed so easily between them, even as they had trouble putting a label on it from their various hang ups. The request has his face lighting up as he leans in to give an even deeper kiss to the other boy, tongue seeking tongue as if it was a requirement to stay alive.
Natsume made it very hard to even get to the bedroom sometimes. Even now parting from him long enough to walk the short distance to the bed seemed too agonizing. ]
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...actually, the tripping part makes sense, nevermind. But the way Natsume slides his arms and his tail around Junpei, presses him up against the wall, rising up onto his tiptoes and kissing him over and over until he's lightheaded -- that part would've been impossible to imagine.]
Your hallway's too long. [This is grumbled between kisses. Then Natsume pauses.] My hallway? Your hallway.
[He looks around for a moment, trying to figure out whose house he's in.] Your hallway. [Back to kissing.]