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[Hinata tries to give him an exasperated look as though he were hoping Komaeda wasn't about to ask that... but then he moves, ducking his body in order to lift Komaeda up. He gasps a bit in surprise--] They make it look really easy, oi. [--but he manages!! BRIDAL STYLE, looking sheepishly at Komaeda.

And over to the bed with one slow, careful step... two... it was much easier in the virtual reality. Now he wants to take care not to drop him accidentally, get his foot snagged up in something, maybe bang into something like he did once.

So uncool. But another reason for his surprise... is that Komaeda weighs more than he once did, doesn't he? It makes him feel all warm and pleased and more reassured that he's been eating, that he's been doing better as time goes by here.]

[Komaeda is so happy right now -- even if Hinata is fussing about it being difficult. Hey. HEY. Do not fuss about it! Except Komaeda just laughs quietly.] Mm. I think that's a Hollywood image thing, But you're doing just fine, Hajime.

[He kicks his feet a little to demonstrate. See? Look how swept off them he is! So swept off them. And Hinata is plenty cool for Komaeda -- who is also a gigantic unsmooth nerd so that may be why.

Unaware that Hinata is being pleased by the fact that he's managed to regain some weight, enough to not look like a starvation victim any longer, he just leans into kiss at his cheek, draping his arms about his neck.]

[Hinata murmurs quietly as his cheek is kissed, turning his face toward him and yes, arrival at the bed and he leans over as carefully as he can to set Komaeda down on it. His fingers slide over his back, his sides, through his shirt as he does and he kisses at Komaeda's cheek now in return.]

Move back a bit... lemme on too.

[As soon as Komaeda does... Hinata will shimmy on his knees onto the bed in front of him, his palms setting against blankets.]

[Komaeda settles into the bed happily, squirming to get himself comfortable. But yes, Hinata joining him would be better. He scoots back and reaches his arms out to Hinata. Here. Come closer to him.

He reaches out to hook his fingers into the collar of Hinata's shirt, tugging lightly, playfully.]

Hajime... [He murmurs his name softly, hand moving to settle at the side of his neck instead, urging him closer so Komaeda can lean in and catch his lips in a kiss.]

[Hinata tips up his chin slightly, not resisting that tugging at his collar... too much, anyway, as he shuffles forward, blankets bunching slightly underneath him. When Komaeda pulls, too, it exposes more of that slim chain with the ring on it from before. He closes his eyes just before their lips meet, pressing his palms to either side of Komaeda on the bed.]

Mmm... [He'd say his name back, wants to breathe it to him and let him hear how soaked through it is with affection... But he wants to kiss him even more, trace his tongue along his lower lip.]

[Komaeda is all too happy to be met with so little resistance. He just about melts into that kiss, humming a low sound of his own as lips part to welcome it deeper should Hinata have the inclination. He wants all of him after all, wants no space between them at all.

His arms move to wrap around him properly now that he's close enough, fingertips teasing along the back of his neck until they do find that chain. Then they're tracing down along it to tug it free of his shirt, teasing his fingers over the ring that hangs there. Hmm. He likes that Hinata has a matching one. A lot.

It's really special somehow, something for just the two of them.]

[Hinata feels the touch of it, the ticklish slide of the chain over his skin and he feels his cheeks warming to know Komaeda's drawing it free, touching it. That's right. They match. Of course they would-- he wanted to make that promise too and even if he's wearing it like this, it doesn't change what he feels.

He slides one of his hands up, thumbing at the point of Komaeda's hip, slipping his fingers under the hem of his shirt. It's just a graze of fingers to the skin of his stomach, ever so light, but it's a good indicator that Hinata wants more, wants to be even closer to him.

Hinata'd hoped for something like this. Not that he's not always happy to touch his boyfriend, but today is... especially special.]

[Komaeda loves it, even if Hinata isn't wearing it on his finger. He'll know it's there even if other people don't, so he's okay with that. And he's okay with kissing actually, he's going on about making the most out of this one.

His hand drops away from that chain now in favor of finding his way to Hinata's buttons. He smiles against his lips before drawing back with a soft murmur.] This is really sweet of you to set up all this.

[Sweet and romantic and sexy and he's so very happy. And Komaeda is very diligently undoing buttons.]

[Hinata laughs quietly, lifting his chin up to make it easier for him to pick open the buttons. Eager to touch in turn, he hikes up the front of Komaeda's shirt, pushing it up to above his ribs, his fingers stroking over the soft skin of his stomach, tracing the line of his navel before going higher, sliding up the front of his shirt.]

I'm really glad that you like it, [he replies, softly.] I hoped you would.

[He leans in closer, kissing his cheek, down to his jaw, lips lingering at skin gently, deliberately.] I wanted to do something for you... and then your fantasy gave me the idea. Think it's made up for not doing anything more than kissing in the virtual reality? [It's here he's teasing, grinning up at him.]

[How considerate Hinata. Komaeda is working quickly, eager to have that shirt unbuttoned -- and his cute little tie tugged loose enough so that he can slip his collar free of it -- but he leaves it still done up loosely about Hinata's neck, even as he moves to slide his shirt down his arms.

What? It's cute.

He sighs in enjoyment at the feeling of those lips moving over his skin.] Hmm? [A distracted, thoughtful hum as he arches towards the touch of Hinata's hands.] Well. It's started to make up for it anyway. There's still a little more making up for it to do, don't you think?

[Rolling his shoulders to help Komaeda get his shirt off, he's briefly confused as he still feels his tie brushing against his skin.] Nagito? [Gonna take this off? He's kind of preoccupied with touching, skimming his fingers along Komaeda's chest as his lips press down to the base of his neck.

He glances up at his face, working his teeth gently over pale skin.]

We haven't gotten to the whole consummating part yet... [Just saying it makes him pause and flush though, making a face at himself. Gosh.] A-anyway, here, lift your arms, I'm taking your shirt off.

[No, he may leave that tie on for a bit. It's cute, okay? And he likes tugging Hinata around by it a little. Shh. He shivers under that touch, head falling back just slightly, lips parting to gasp softly. Teeth are nice. He's good with there being teeth.]

Mm. That's it exactly. We can't stop short of that... [Not shy about it at all o this end. But he lifts his arms obediently so that Hinata can rid him of his shirt.

Komaeda is a helper, after all.]

[He's not taking it off after all, huh... don't tell him that Komaeda wants to leave it on so he can tug Hinata about. He wouldn't be surprised. He makes a faint huffing noise, somehow managing to make it sound fond, and nips at Komaeda's neck before gripping at the hem of his shirt to drag it properly over his head.

One hand settles on his chest, splaying his fingers against skin, the other combs through Komaeda's hair slowly.

He ducks down, leaning in, kissing his lips with a murmur,] That's what I was kinda planning for too.

[Yup. That's the plan, Hinata. In fact, once his shirt is free and off, his hands move to explore their way slowly up along Hinata's chest, mapping out familiar lines and angles, one finding that tie to tug at playfully.

His other hand slips up to tangle through dark hair as he returns that kiss before a smile finds its way over his lips.] So you really did plan this out well. I'm impressed...

[And now he tugs on that tie to urge him in closer, so he can kiss him hungrily, eagerly.]

[Hinata makes a vaguely complaining sound as his tie is tugged, but doesn't resist it either... He ducks closer, lips catching at Komaeda's as he speaks.] I could only do it so far. I might've set it up, but all of it really depended on you...

[His lips part as theirs meet, his tongue pressing forward to seek out Komaeda's.

His hands sweep the length of his chest and stomach, his thumbs stroking, tracing fond lines down along his skin. He curls his palms just below his ribs, leaning over him more to get even closer, a knee sliding between his.]

Did it? Well then I'm happy to do my part.

[So very happy. He smiles to Hinata's lips in that moment before his lips part and his tongue brushes along the other boy's quite eagerly. He settles back on the bed, urging Hinata down with him. Another little tug at that tie. Come, come closer Hinata.

He moans softly to his mouth, squirming and not bothering to hide it when those hands settle against his skin. The hand not holding that tie settles at Hinata's back, nails raking down along his back, following the curve of his spine.]

Hah-- [Groaning, Hinata arches his back, pulling from his lips for a moment... though he's kept in place quite effectively by that tie. He glances down to it, the grip that Komaeda has on it, and darts his tongue over his lips before he presses closer.]

You're going to have to take this off eventually.

[Referring to the tie, as he moves to settle between Komaeda's legs, his hands sliding inward, tracing over the skin of his stomach, along his navel.]

[Komaeda begs to differ, Hinata. This tie is very useful. He kind of likes it, and the only answer he gives to that is a smile, a downright evil and pleased expression, a very clear am I? And the a little tug so he can steal another kiss.

His legs spread to let Hinata settle in properly. He squirms beneath that touch, finally releasing Hinata's tie in favor of letting his hands move down his torso, down along his sides until he can hook his fingers into the waistband of his pants.

These are next. They are on Komaeda's list to eliminate.]

[Hmph. So he's planning on keeping it right there to tug Hinata about, is he? He muffles some more sounds to Komaeda's lips, as though in complaint that he's acquired a leash, but then dives back into kissing him, pressing his tongue into his mouth again to lick, taste him.

His hands mimic Komaeda's, finding the button of his pants, red eyes flickering open for an instant to look at his face before closing again. His forefinger shifts, pressing to the button and then dragging slowly down over the front, over the zipper of his pants without going to open it.]

Mmm... [He nips at Komaeda's lips lightly.]

[That's right. He's got the world on a string, or something like that. He'll try to only use this power for good. Really. He arches up against him, pulled toward that kiss by how much he needs for it. His fingers are tugging free Hinata's belt, tossing it off the side of the bed before unbuttoning slowly.

But oh he's very distracted by that teasing touch. He whimpers to his lips, arching up. No that's not fair, Hinata. Don't tease him so cruelly.]

H...Hajime... [A murmured plea after that nip.]

[Hinata's taking his time, rubbing his index finger along the bulge at the front of his pants, gently, pressing with his fingertip to feel him twitching through his pants. He huffs a laugh into Komaeda's lips, cupping his palm ever-so-lightly against him to feel him hardening even further under his touch.]

Nagito? [he replies, low and faintly teasing.

He doesn't often tease (let's face it, Komaeda's just better at it), but this is kind of fun, isn't it? Definitely fun, to hear Komaeda's voice like that, feel him squirming.]

[No don't tease him, Hinata. It's not fair, not kind! Well okay maybe it's quite fair since he tends to be the teaser more often than not, and he's well aware of it. But right now, he just wants more than so teasing a touch, and it shows in the way his hips arc, pressing up towards that hand, seeking more pressure, more friction.]

It's unkind to tease. I want you so bad. Can't you feel it, how much I need you?

[He thinks it ought to be obvious. That's what he thinks.

His hands haven't been idle though, fumbling a bit with Hinata's zipper, but he does get it undone, so he can slip his hand inside, palm and grope at him through the fabric of his underwear.]

[And Hinata just avoids giving that to him, pulling his hand back slightly when Komaeda arches up. His palm hovers teasingly over the bulge in his pants, settling back against him only when Komaeda lowers his hips.] I can... but you're kinda cute like this.

[He laughs breathily and leans down, kissing his lips, the corners of them, his body stiffening briefly in surprise when those hands manage to open up his pants.]

Nnh... [Hinata moans thinly, his hips twitching as the tips of his fingers toy with Komaeda's zipper.]

[Komaeda whines when Hinata proves that he is very deliberately tormenting him here! But it's hot somehow too, just has him wanting it all the more, to have his boyfriend in such a teasing, playful mood.

He does make a face though, nose wrinkling and lips finding their way into a pout even as he's kissed, even as he leans up to meet Hinata's lips eagerly.]

A surprising evil streak in my Hajime... [He fusses even as his hand molds against Hinata's dick inside his pants. Two can play at this game! Maybe. Except one of the two is really distracted right now.]

Mmh. [Hinata just smiles at that pout, returning his kisses easily, his finger slowly catching at the zipper. He gasps quietly, though, as that hand molds up against him, and his hips twitch again, pushing into Komaeda's palm unthinkingly.]

Surprisingly? So you didn't realise.

[He kisses across his cheek and finally snags that zipper, drawing it down tooth by tooth. He finds one of Komaeda's ears, kissing at it, licking gently along the edge.] I've really been like this all along.

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warning for smut, heading to nc-17

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