[ It's such a simple touch. The feel of their ankles rubbing together, hearing that hum so close to him. He leans in a little further as the wing blanketing over them flutters a little. He blinks once at the question before huffing a short chuckle. ]
No, I cannot say we were. [ Even if it is a tease there is truth to it, R'yoji never stuck around for anybody. It happened very rarely that he did with V'seji.. which only had him suffering some teasing that riled him up and not in the good way. However, things have changed over time, since their reunion. The more they spent time in one another's company. The events they went through together, returning to their antics of bedding like before and yet it led to this.
Lingering so close, like lovers in their everyday life. The way his heart flutters and finds a distance yearning that it were true. Something he never cared too much before. Maybe once, a distant thing he assumed to be love.
This he felt he wanted more than anything else. Eyes flutter to a close when fingers brush hair aside, breath catching before soon humming out as those fingertips mapped along his back to the length of a wing. Which quivers under the touch before pressing back a little. ]
Well enough. [ He almost doesn't want to leave. He doesn't say so, but there's a lingering disappointment as he considers the next course of action. ] Should get the shopping done before I get any more comfortable.
[ It's too late for that but maybe if he says it it'll be true. If only he could forget about his appetite, let it be hunger or another. But he knows what food they have at home won't likely satisfy him for the next few days of the cycle. He stretches a little with wings joining in sync and nearly topple the lamp over which has him almost jolting up in bed with quick blinking.
If he wasn't awake before, he most certainly was now. ] ..Maybe the sooner the better.
[ V'seji still has R'yoji in his grasps, mostly massaaging his ears and scratching behind them... At least until he, too, jolts at the sound of toppling table furniture. Ears stay upright atop his head with gold eyes wide, peering over the mattress to see the sad lamp. It takes him a moment before an ear flickers and the shock subsides.
And he starts laughing........... So hard, for a very long time, as his friend gets ready. God. R'yoji may not be the swiftest and most nimble of ninjas, but this is just outright clumsy and unlike him. He. Can't. ]
G-go on ahead. I'll... [ Hehehehehe. ] Handle that and get ready after you.
[ His voice shakes between snickers as he shoos his friend away with the bat of his hand. Go!! ]
[ R'yoji almost jolts once more when that sound of laughter boils out of his friend back to him. Ears flicker back and forward in a brief moment of puzzlement until it fully registers he's laughing at him. It earns a single flick of his ear and an almost last of his tail. Not to mention a shuffle of almost ruffled wings.
Yes, yes. Laugh away! Ha ha. ( Nevermind that fuzzy sensation coiling in his stomach at sound of it. ) Now, he made for a most excellent shinobi but that is neither here nor there since most anyone would lose such balance with additional limbs.
But of course his friend finds it funny. That brief pout is a scowl now, brows knitting with an almost huff as he ( most definitely does not sulk) moves away. Getting himself ready. Well as ready as he can be, he's had to settle for a slightly less covered top to allow wings the access to be out and not constricted tightly against his back looking like an utter fool.
Certainly shows off more of his skin of his arms, nothing too strikingly new outside the black ink tattoos and various scars left behind from battle. Once ready he's found by the door with arms crossed and likely possibly still a bit grumpy. ]
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No, I cannot say we were. [ Even if it is a tease there is truth to it, R'yoji never stuck around for anybody. It happened very rarely that he did with V'seji.. which only had him suffering some teasing that riled him up and not in the good way. However, things have changed over time, since their reunion. The more they spent time in one another's company. The events they went through together, returning to their antics of bedding like before and yet it led to this.
Lingering so close, like lovers in their everyday life. The way his heart flutters and finds a distance yearning that it were true. Something he never cared too much before. Maybe once, a distant thing he assumed to be love.
This he felt he wanted more than anything else. Eyes flutter to a close when fingers brush hair aside, breath catching before soon humming out as those fingertips mapped along his back to the length of a wing. Which quivers under the touch before pressing back a little. ]
Well enough. [ He almost doesn't want to leave. He doesn't say so, but there's a lingering disappointment as he considers the next course of action. ] Should get the shopping done before I get any more comfortable.
[ It's too late for that but maybe if he says it it'll be true. If only he could forget about his appetite, let it be hunger or another. But he knows what food they have at home won't likely satisfy him for the next few days of the cycle. He stretches a little with wings joining in sync and nearly topple the lamp over which has him almost jolting up in bed with quick blinking.
If he wasn't awake before, he most certainly was now. ] ..Maybe the sooner the better.
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And he starts laughing........... So hard, for a very long time, as his friend gets ready. God. R'yoji may not be the swiftest and most nimble of ninjas, but this is just outright clumsy and unlike him. He. Can't. ]
G-go on ahead. I'll... [ Hehehehehe. ] Handle that and get ready after you.
[ His voice shakes between snickers as he shoos his friend away with the bat of his hand. Go!! ]
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Yes, yes. Laugh away! Ha ha. ( Nevermind that fuzzy sensation coiling in his stomach at sound of it. ) Now, he made for a most excellent shinobi but that is neither here nor there since most anyone would lose such balance with additional limbs.
But of course his friend finds it funny. That brief pout is a scowl now, brows knitting with an almost huff as he ( most definitely does not sulk) moves away. Getting himself ready. Well as ready as he can be, he's had to settle for a slightly less covered top to allow wings the access to be out and not constricted tightly against his back looking like an utter fool.
Certainly shows off more of his skin of his arms, nothing too strikingly new outside the black ink tattoos and various scars left behind from battle. Once ready he's found by the door with arms crossed and likely possibly still a bit grumpy. ]