felinguistic | (no subject)

[ he doesn't move when hige leans in so i really hope they're like forehead to forehead right now that's a hilarious image. ]

Someone gave me a talking to. I suppose it stuck, for a change.

[yeah they probably are - they're sharing a secret!!]

Oh my? You were scolded and listened?

[ how intimate. ]

I was scolded and sort of listened!

[it's fine,, higekiri actually manages a laugh at that]

And what else do you live for now?

[ after a moment, he takes another sip of his drink. ]

That's a very open ended question. What do you live for?

[higekiri leans back a little - only because he seems to be seriously thinking about the question and he can't do that if he's fixating too much on shiraishi's mouth]

... hm...

I don't really know. I think some days I'm happy just to exist.

[ shiraishi licks a drop of alcohol off his lip because i'm out to get you dana. ]

Mm, well. That's probably considered a blessing. Enjoy it.

[why are you doing this to me becks

given the fact that higekiri watches - and then darts in to similarly lick at the corner of shiraishi's mouth because he's helping]

You didn't answer my question.

[ oh, there we go. ]

What question?

[ haha ha

he's pushing a lock of hair behind hige's ear. distract, distract, distract. ]

[sure, distract distract distract - higekiri leans into the touch

but his eyes are still clear]

What do you live for, aside from your mission? A person? An idea? A hope?

[ he runs the pad of his fingers across the shell of hige's ear, and leans in with a smile. ]

Living, until everything ends.

[ he leans back, still brushing hands through hige's hair. ]

You're very fixated on this.

I think you're interesting.

[and he'll move then, placing his drink so the side so that he can slide into shiraishi's lap - careful to make the landing smooth. even if he's injured, he's still unfortunately graceful]

Our eyes are drawn to what we want, and what we want to know, aren't they?

[ shiraishi has enough foresight to put his own glass down before he gets a lapful of swordman, hands moving to his hips to steady him. ]

That's one way of putting it. People usually go for "annoying", or "frustrating". [ he doesn't sound displeased by it. ]

Generally speaking, and here. Apparently.

[higekiri lets his arms loop around shiraishi's shoulders, easy as anything but also he blinks]

Oh? Do people find you annoying?

[he apparently

can't relate]

People don't like being told the truth, or not receiving it from other people when they want it.

[ amazing

higekiri. check yourself. ]

It's a conundrum.

[when has higekiri ever checked himself in his life

but he just looks amused at that]

Oh? That's a bit funny, coming from you.

[he doesn't say more than that though - instead presses a kiss to shiraishi's cheek, then along his jaw, slow and thoughtful, just something to sate the odd burning feeling that still plagues him]

Hm? I'm not saying anything especially amusing.

[ he tips his head back a little to let higekiri have better access, and focuses his attention on working a hand up the back of his clothing to slide along his spine. ]

Are you sure?

[he arches easily with the hand, a fluid movement that follows where shiraishi's hand goes, even as his mouth continues to press against the other man's neck]

You said that I ought to get to know you better before we are friends... and yet I still feel as though you keep everything locked away.

[a brief nip at the base of shiraishi's neck, almost scolding]

That is my conundrum.

[though he mostly sounds teasing - like he's not too ruffled over it]

I never said you would manage it.

[ the nip earns a bit of a flinch, surprised, but he retaliates with a pinch to the skin at the base of higekiri's spine with his other hand. ]

But you don't seem to let most things stop you.

[ah - he flinches in turn, even though it just makes him press more against shiraishi

and that makes him laugh]

Mm, I don't. [he's stubborn in his own way and his eyes seem to light at the prospect of a challenge] What was your mission, before you were scolded?

That’s a long story, and one I’m not going to tell.

[ shiraishi, immediately: haha nah

instead he lifts his other hand and starts pushing the fabric of his top up completely, so he can get access to the skin there to leave a trail of bites from his chest, heading down to his stomach. ]

[wow rude

but higekiri just hums at that, apparently accepting it even as his fingers tangle a bit into shiraishi's hair]

Stingy... Not even if I work for it?

[ you must be THIS level to unlock shiraishi’s backstory icly. ]

Depends on what kind of thing you’re thinking would persuade me.

[ a pause, and then: ]

The answer is likely still no, though.

[hm

higekiri pauses at that, tilting his head before pressing another kiss to the corner of shiraishi's mouth - less to persuade him but more because it's been a second since he gave in to the aphro]

Is there something you want...?

...

[ he leans forward and nips at higekiri's bottom lip. ]

There's nothing I want here enough.