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[truename]

[Ritsuka isn't really sure what to think of tonight. It started out a little bit like an ordinary night, after they spent the whole day together doing fun date stuff and generally beating the crowd in terms of sweet romantic pass times. They had a nice dinner and now they've settled in to watch a movie. The truth is that Ritsuka is jittery and can barely focus on the movie at all, he's too focused on the warmth of Riku's arm around his shoulders and thinking about how Riku said they could move things a little past kissing.

So Ritsuka snuggles a little closer, and presses a gentle, tentative-but-warm kiss to Riku's jaw. Just as sort of a hello, maybe, or to try and release a little of the excitement that thrums through his body.]

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[dawnward]

[He opens his mouth wider to give him access to his mouth, his own tongue tentatively sliding against his. It tickles him and he makes a brief noise in his throat, pulling him closer. His hands settle better on his hips, stroking gently with blade-worn fingers.]

[truename]

[Even more than just a cautious touch is exciting to Ritsuka. His tongue is very much like any other part of him, thoughtful but direct as it explores, showing no hesitation. It's a strange feeling, the slick and velvet and rough teeth of Riku's mouth. But it's also thrilling. Even from this little bit of touching, Ritsuka's gotten very flushed.]

[dawnward]

[The keybearer lets out a faint noise as Ritsuka's tongue slides against the roof of his mouth with absolutely no hesitance. His grip tightens on him for only a moment before he relaxes, tongue tangling with his. His eyes open only briefly to catch the red in his cheeks, and then he's lifting a hand to slide it through Ritsuka's hair so he can cup the back of his head.]

[truename]

[Ritsuka seems just as surprised by that slippery motion. He steadies himself by clutching Riku's shoulders, attempting to get good purchase in Riku's lap. He finally manages to gain balance, squeezing his thighs around.]

[dawnward]

[He makes sure Ritsuka is steady in his arm before he draws him closer, nearly chest to chest, his hands settling carefully. All of those Keyblade fights are good for something; he can keep Ritsuka there with fairly minimal effort, though his clinging does provoke a slight reaction. He smiles against his lips.]

[truename]

[Ritsuka eventually pulls away from those deep kisses, breathing heavily, resting his forehead against Riku's cheek. He still holds tight, not wanting to end the warmth and intimacy of being so close. Just the same, he feels oversensitive, overheated, and isn't sure what quite to do with himself. His heart is pounding his chest, seems to thrum throughhis entire body.]

[dawnward]

[He holds Ritsuka close, letting the both of them take a moment to just breathe and wait for the tension to slowly die down. He leans against his forehead and moves his head to kiss his hair.]

You okay?

[truename]

[The tension doesn't die completely, though. Ritsuka is thrumming with desire, fighting to breathe steadily. He hadn't expected things to be so fevered, or to, well, like it.]

Mm... I think so.

[He tilts his chin up a little to gently capture Riku's mouth again, briefly. He's actually pretty good at kissing, and getting better all the time.]

Maybe we should... [he clears his throat, then lowers his voice as if someone might overhear him] take a bath and head to bed?