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[speedweed]

[That isn't really what he means and he's blinking slowly before setting his hat to the side and running a hand through his hair with a nervous laugh.]

Yes, that's true. I mean if and when and if they could go further. Things were rather whirlwind during my time and I merely want to gauge where and where not I should push things. If that makes sense?

[intercalaryninja]

Oh, that makes sense. I apologise. I guess the topic never came up. [He supposes there's never been a chance to talk about these things, what with grotesque monster transformations and running the Hill House. Tsukikage shuffles closer and seats himself on the bed. He sighs.]

Well, I am okay with going further if you are. And if we are being upfront with one another, I have done it before with other men. That is fine, right?

[speedweed]

[Luckily he's the type that adjusted pretty well to all of this. Personality means far more to him that appearance does to begin with.

He shifts a bit to lean against his side with a hum, the anxiety seeming to have faded finally.

Not that he can stop the bit of a laugh at that admission.] I would be a hypocrite if it did bother me.

[intercalaryninja]

[Same with Tsukikage. It was more that the thrum of day to day life and transformations got in the way of talking about relationships. Oh well, better late than never to have it, right?

Tsukikage smiles as Speedwagon leans against him and chuckles.]

Then that's sorted. Was that all you were concerned about? You made it sound so serious over text.

[speedweed]

[Oh, that was... Far simpler than he expected and he's looking away with a light huff to hide the red climbing to his cheeks.

It really is ridiculous, isn't it?]

Thought it would be more serious than this, but it... Clearly wasn't. [Even if his mind might already be wandering a bit, he's being very good.]

I still think you should take a break.

[intercalaryninja]

[It really was. Tsukikage had though Speedwagon would have been more... confrontational. He imagined he would have been asked about his whole 'face thing' and asked to explain himself: why had he been so tense? So panicked? Was everything okay?

Perhaps it is a little ridiculous. Perhaps there's something more deeply rooted in there for the both of them.]

Well feel free to just come talk to me. Partners should be able to talk freely to each other.

[Tsukikage chuckles softly]

Is not sitting with you a break?

[speedweed]

[He knows it's none of his business at the end of the day and knows he has his own things that people might find weird. After all, who is he to call someone out on needing to confront something about themselves she he, himself, has many a skeleton hidden in the depths of his closet?

Perhaps it's for the better if he leaves them buried there. Even while the Pooka finds it more interesting to wiggle around to bury his face into his boyfriend instead with another huff, though very fake and clearly teasing him now.

Though he does have to look up to answer him at the bare minimum, gold eyes wide in mock surprise.]

My goodness, have I managed to get a ninja to relax? The press surely needs to hear about this fantastic feat one mere British man has accomplished.

[intercalaryninja]

[It's nice. It's nice to have the agency to keep secrets but the freedom to share anything with Speedwagon. Maybe one day the truth will be dragged out from him or Tsukikage will find time to sit Speedwagon down. Maybe it won't.

Tsukikage chuckles again, unable to help himself at his boyfriend's little antics, and absent-mindedly twirls his fingers through Speedwagon's fur. He looks down at him and smirks with his eyes.]

Never mind the press. Tell Reira-dono. She is the one who needs to hear that news. Then again, if you do go, I simply will have to go back to work.

[speedweed]

[It's truly his decision at the end of the day and he will respect those secrets. While he might be curious, he certainly won't be pushy about it.

Mere touch should not turn him into putty like this, but it absolutely is considering he's happy to lean into his touch with a pleased little sigh.]

Then I suppose I am stuck here until told otherwise, hm?~ Luckily I have nowhere to go any time soon and I am rather comfortable right here. [He could think of some other things, but he's having fun acting a fool for now.]

[intercalaryninja]

[Speedwagon's content expression reminds him of Choctorte when the cat decides not to be a little shit and lets Tsukikage pick him up. How adorable. Tsukikage can't help but give Speedwagon a few scritches, letting himself be lost in the gentle touch.]

You are your own boss. You can decide to go when you want to. I am quite happy where you are though.

[speedweed]

[He's a simple man with simple pleasures and needs. Even if it's being scritched and happily leaning as far into him as physically possible.]

Mm, are you? [Give him a second, animal brain is rather in the forefront here.]

I do have to wonder for how long I can keep the attention of a spidery ninja. [What can he possibly get away with this time, really.]

[intercalaryninja]

[Scritches are good. Tsukikage is more than happy to gently run his long nails against Speedwagon's scalp like the good rabbit he is. He absolutely doesn't want to give him a second, continuing to enjoy the other man's close proximity.]

I have never been the distracted type. I imagine you do not have to try too hard, Speedwagon. You are a very interesting character.

[speedweed]

[Nor will he ever complain about the attention, shifting every so often to get his nails to a part of his scalp that is just right and has his normally alert ears falling to be far more relaxed.]

I tend to hear that a lot. [It's a bit of a joke, even while gently headbutting into his hand.] Though I am quite the curious one if you'd indulge me in that.

[intercalaryninja]

[It's like having a giant hare for a boyfriend, or at least what Tsukikage imagine having a pet rabbit would be like. It's still very cute though.]

I am serious. You are very interesting, and I mean that in the best of ways. [He means it, too.] Curious though? Of course. I think I can satiate your curiosity. How may I help?

[speedweed]

[A sentient hare, but much the same. He's quite happy to continue to be as such, even if his personality really didn't change all that much even with becoming a monster like this.

Perhaps it was a mistake to sate his curiosity as he's taking full advantage to lean for his ear with a grin tugging at his lips.]

There is a rather... Inconvenient if not potentially fun side effect of being a rabbit monster.

[intercalaryninja]

[Tsukikage tilts his head, making himself accessible for his boyfriend. He wracks his brain for what he knows about pookas that Speedwagon could possibly be referring to but he doesn't have much if ab answer besides:]

Oh? What so? The need to socialise?

[speedweed]

[He cannot help but laugh at this, not mocking, but genuinely amused at the whole thing. It doesn't help, probably, that he's trying to steal little kisses on whatever exposed skin he can find.]

You've really never heard the term about breeding like rabbits? Really?

[intercalaryninja]

[His forehead, his eyes, his cheeks, his ears... all those regions are visible, and now red because of Speedwagon's kisses. Even if he's happy with it, he gets embarrassed. Even if he's okay with sex, he turns and stares at Speedwagon in disbelief.]

I have heard of the term but but... I genuinely thought you were talking about a monster change. You are just teasing me. How cruel. [He's not upset or angry or even appalled. He's just very much a blushy mess.] You already feeling it? We have not even done anything.

[speedweed]

[He's absolutely adorable like this, the fact he colors that easily and that quickly at such simple contact. He would be a liar if he said that he wasn't easy to get going. Even before he'd arrived here, being something of an affection and contact starved man.]

How can I not when you're so easily teased and so adorable when you color like this? [Though it's his turn to blush somewhat, teeth worrying at his lower lip as he thinks through what to say.

He can't lie to him, not like this.]

If I were to be honest, and I certainly am, it's hard not to be when around you. [It sound as stupid and sappy, he's sure, but it's nothing but the truth from a former criminal. And his word is good as gold. Mostly.]

[intercalaryninja]

[Tsukikage wouldn't say he was contact or touch-starved but intimacy had been a stranger to him, both from culture and his own unique upbringing. Tsukikage feels the blood rush to his cheeks yet again as Speedwagon speaks so simply and honestly. His heart flutters in his chest as he looks up seriously at Speedwagon.]

I see... [Tsukikage brushes the hair off his own face and gives a sheepish look.] Can... Can you close your eyes?

[speedweed]

[Different upbringing and circumstances and yet similar results. He's trying his best to remain calm, but he can feel his heartbeat in his throat at this point.

But close his eyes? Normally he'd question, be a bit resistant to the idea. But this is Tsukikage and he trusts him. With a breath to calm his nerves and rapid heart he closes his eyes, nails lightly digging into his palms without having noticed he was even doing as such. He's a mess, truly.]

[intercalaryninja]

[He doesn't know why Speedwagon is so nervous, they've done this before at Christmas. The man slowly undoes his mask and lets it lapse around his neck.

He slowly comes up to Speedwagon and cusps his cheek with his clawed hand. Tsukikage smiles softly. Then, he delicately presses his arachne face against Speedwagon's lips in their strange, flat kiss.]

I am going to change into a form that is easier to... as you say... breed like a rabbit with. Please keep your eyes closed.

[speedweed]

[It's different this time when there's more after it than just kisses. And having been away for so long to return and be able to pick back up on things.

It's... Actually nice to have that sort of stability here, if he's perfectly honest.

The kiss is a little odd, of course, but he doesn't seem to mind given he's melting into it just a bit. And being good and keeping his eyes closed as his ears perk and focus on his voice.

A form that's easier to do that? It's oddly lewd to him to hear Tsukikage saying the same words back to him and he can't help a breathy laugh and small nod.]

I'll stay like this until told otherwise. And try to keep my promise on that saying~

[intercalaryninja]

[There's another chuckle from Tsukikage but even with the joking tones, Tsukikage can't help but shiver in delight. Call it anticipation or nerves.... but Tsukikage was excited. Tsukikage walks off the bed and prepares his human spell, murmuring a familiar incantation he hasn't used in a long time.

His carapace cracks loudly, starting from the nape of his neck right down his back. Tsukikage closes his eyes as the vision in his other six eyes go dark and the nerves are severed from his lower arms. Like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon (or perhaps a fungus bursting through the back of its infected host), a very human Tsukikage pulls himself out of his monster form.

For once, Tsukikage is glad that his spell doesn't give him any clothes - after all, they're going to be unneeded. He steps out of his shell, places it neatly where it's not going to get stepped on, and then walks over to his desk and drawer. While he could do this way more stealthily, he makes sure Speedwagon isn't left in the dark and can hear him opening drawers and walking around. Tsukikage grabs the lube and brings it back over to the bed, placing the jar next to the pillow.

Then, slowly, he reaches over to kiss Speedwagon deeply with his very-much human lips.]

[speedweed]

[He never needed to be stealthy to begin with when his ears give him far more sensitivity to noises than a human could ever dream of. His focus remains on everything that's going on while his eyes remain closed, taking in every single sound going on in the room and putting his imagination to work. In probably a far less strange manner than what the reality is.

Once the drawers rummaging begins, he's almost certain he knows what he's going for and he can't help the slight hiss of breath that catches in his throat. While Tsukikage may conveniently be without clothing like this, he's... still in a ton of layers just by default of his chosen style of clothing. Which he may be cursing in the back of his mind at this current moment.

Luckily he doesn't get to focus on it for long once he has lips on his again, hands immediately moving to find his waist to grip and lightly brush calloused thumbs against skin. He's more than happy to let Tsukikage lead for the time being, not wanting to kill the mood or anything if he happens to go a little too fast for the both of them. Besides, he's quite content to have this contact and to let his hands explore while his sight cannot.]