[ Tatara leans into the hold, gently at first, but then fully presses himself into Aguero. He wishes there was a way for them to be closer (well, there is—) and his heart genuinely aches with love and affection. He squeezes his hand tight, wishing he could hold it tighter. The ring on his finger feels foreign now, but he's sure that it'll be a part of him before he knows it.
He breathes a quiet laugh into Aguero's skin, and the word settles warm in his chest. ]
Is this hope? [ There's joy in his voice, despite the weight on him. ] If it is...I don't think I've ever felt it before. But...it's a gift from you, and I'm going to cherish it.
[ This hope, the desire to live, being needed—it's all so weighty, and his heart hurts, but it's not something he would give up for the world. Weird, how being attached feels.
He draws himself upright, a bright, but sheepish smile on his face. He wipes at his eyes, rubbing away the tears before he can make a mess of himself. ]
I'm here. Whatever you need from me, I'll give it to you. I just... [ There's almost a laugh in there. ] I don't know what to do with myself. I think I'm going to explode.
[ he laughs a little, breathy as he continues to follow his impulses and thoughts like lightning cuts through the sky. they can be closer, and just like that the chair they're on shifts to a chaise, blue and plush and velvet. like this he's laid down entirely on his back, his boyfriend fully on top, straddling him.
this is his lighthouse and he makes the rules after all. ]
If you explode, I'll just gather you up in my hands until you're whole again.
[ he doesn't need to say no exploding now that he believes the impossible is possible. if there are any errant tears left, he'll take them with his fingers and press them against his lips and lick them with his tongue. he can bear anything of tatara's, no matter what it is. ]
I need you, forever. But don't forget that means you have me too. So whatever you need from me, you can have always.
Do you want anything right now?
[ if there's not, he doesn't mind voicing more of his thoughts but; as ineffable as he feels, what he really wants is for tatara to use all of him however he wants-or needs. ]
[ For some reason, the change in answer this time causes his heart to skip a beat. Tatara is always content to go with the flow, to accept things as they happen. It's only recently that he learned how to fight back, to understand what that means to some people, and to sympathize with them. But there will always be a part of him that will lean into what fate decides for him, so for Aguero to say that, to let him explode and gather him back up again, feels like he's speaking his own language. Showing Tatara he cares in ways he understands.
He beams, breathes a little laugh, and the tears spill past his eyes. It's overwhelming. Aguero's welcome to take what he can catch, because Tatara wipes away the rest.
Eventually he crumples onto Aguero fully, pressing his chest to his and burying his face into the crook of his neck. This feels so much better. It soothes him, and he feels at peace. ]
I want you. [ He says this quietly, breathed onto his skin. ] I want your touch and your love, your words and your laughter and all of your time.
[ It's hard to describe exactly how he feels, or what he wants or needs from Aguero, because his love for him genuinely feels like it cannot be contained in the small frame of his body.
But also. ]
And cotton candy ice cream.
[ That's what this feels like, he thinks, and maybe if he could eat it, it would sate him, somehow, ]
[ tatara can have all that of, he has all of that now, but aguero doesn't get to say that because when he drops the ice cream request he can't help but laugh with his entire body.
once he's caught his breath again he's grinning, still purple and bright. ]
I love you so much, you're perfect. [ in all the ways, but this ability to be earnest in everything might be what he loves the most. ]
Okay, I'll get you cotton candy ice cream. Someone has to deliver out here.
[ It's hard not to laugh himself when Aguero's bubbling with laughter beneath him like this. Tatara lifts his head and grins, and soon he finds himself laughing along too, because why not? How the sound fills him with joy, and how he grins back. ]
Of course I am. I think it'll taste better if we share.
[ He shifts a hand to poke at Aguero's lips, an echo of a date they had so long ago. ]
Who's bringing us the ice cream?
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[ aguero thinks to himself that the only way he's eating something that sweet is if he has tatara's lips to go along with it, but he'll save that comment for when they actually have the ice cream. ]
Hmm... [ looks at my ridiculous rolls which means this time he's definitely awake enough to nip back at the poke. ]
The Western spirits. They obviously approve of us as much as it's people do~. [ he has no idea actually but he #believes and because i rolled a 19 this is indeed happening. with a murmur of his incantation he makes his request and then settles back to wait. ]
Though if anyone didn't approve of us, I'd have to show them otherwise.
[ while he really doesn't care what anyone thinks about him, he'll never stand for anyone thinking less of tatara. ]
[ Tatara's grin shifts to something more playful when Aguero nips back because that's just how he is. ]
Good. [ Good! If the spirits approve, then there's literally nothing he has to worry about anymore, at least with regards to their relationship. Validated, they have the spirits' blessing, Kurapika can't yell at him anymore. ]
I could just show them the ring. Right? [ He looks at it again, and beams. ] Or...could I just tell them how amazing you are?
[ He wants an excuse to talk about him to everyone!
—Speaking of, though. There's a quiet poof, and the ice cream in cones suddenly appear above them, floating in the air! Delivery!! ]
Tatara—[ those are both so much in different ways. ] Don't tell anyone that has some of my blood in it, okay? That's a secret just for you and me. And don't let anyone take it off your finger.
[ it's not that flashy but it's also clearly well made. he also just worries and it's easier to address the practical than the image of tatara gushing about him to a total stranger.
the ice cream is a good way to distract him though. he's surprised it came that fast? he puts a hand on tatara's back, holding him against himself as he sits up. boyfriend situps, heheh. ]
That came really fast~ I must be their favorite. [ tatara's free to rearrange himself however he likes now that they're both sitting up, aguero reaching to pull down the ice cones.
[ Oh! This is romantic. (?) Tatara is surprised by the movement but the little dust of pink on his ears tells a different story. Aguero is so strong...
He laughs. ] You're my favorite, too.
[ He'll take the cone and he beams at it, in all its blue and and purple and pink glory.
He's not so distracted that he forgets what Aguero tells him, though. ]
I won't. [ He licks a bit. Mm, it's sweet. ] Your blood is powerful. But I don't think I want anyone else having it.
[ He's keeping him to himself if he can help it. ]
Good. [ not that aguero won't be keeping an eye out for tatara no matter what he's doing, but it does soothe some of his worries knowing that he knows how important it is too.
in less important matters, tatara gets to see how skillfully his boyfriend eats ice cream, which is to say he's one of those people who starts methodically by the cone so that he won't spill any on himself.
mmm, fruity. ]
It's strong in the Tower too, because my father is Khun Eduan of the Ten Families. And even among the rest of the families, there's only one other line who can match our power and speed.
That's why I never offered my blood to our resident vampires, nor will I ever offer my blood to anyone else here and back in the Tower, except for you.
[ okay he's not a bleeding heart anyway but his point still stands. ]
[ Tatara doesn't really think about the method, but he does like watching Aguero eat ice cream. He'll pause in his own eating to watch him for a bit, and he'll only remember he has a cone for himself when some drips onto his thumb... Oops. As he licks it up, he decides that cotton candy ice cream is nowhere near as sweet as how he feels for him. ]
Huh. That would make sense. Your lineage is pretty impressive, but... Hmm, I'm pretty sure you're amazing not just because of your blood or your dad.
[ It's a part of him, but it's not all of him! He says this idly, his train of thought carrying him.
Also he totally remembered there are vampires in the manor. ]
I'll treasure it. And I'll never let it go.
[ He means this sincerely.
Tatara licks at the ice cream a little more messily than Aguero does, and some gets over his lip. For a split second, he's about to lick it off, but soon he decides otherwise. He leans in to press his cotton candy-flavored lips to Aguero's, so he can get a little taste of it. And maybe so he can have a hint of whatever it is he's having, too. ]
[ the cotton candy is much too sweet, but it's also not sweet enough compared to his boyfriend. tatara really is the exception to everything when it comes to aguero, and now that he knows he'll have him forever, it's likely to get even worse (somehow).
aguero keeps his eyes closed for a few moments after their lips touch because they're still eating ice cream and remembering that fact is important. doing so makes his mind wander to the practical of this engagement, and he blinks his eyes open (still lavender), almost with a guilty expression. he doesn't do guilt but this is the closest he gets to it. ]
You're my treasure, Tatara. There'll be others who want to steal you and worse, particularly my family because they're greedy like me. But I'll protect you no matter what.
There's a few people I trust too, that I'll have to introduce you to. It'll be dangerous but... I don't think you'll be bored.
Don't forget I want you, too. If I could pledge the entirety of the rest of my life to you I would. No one else could ever compare.
[ He hasn't met them yet and he knows. His loyalty to Mikoto was unwavering, and he doesn't see why that same attachment, obsession, tenacity can't be for Aguero, too. ]
I've run from the yakuza before. I'll run from your family.
[ He says this with a grin as he takes another lick, swipes the errant smudges of cream from his lips. He won't ever let his boyfriend forget that this is mutual.
He gives a little chuckle. ] I could never be bored with you.
[ ...
There's a sheepish little look in his eyes when he looks at him again. ]
Is it weird? ...I don't think I've ever looked forward to something like I'm looking forward to life with you.
[ all aguero can do is smile, a bit hapless, as tatara soothes his sore spots. that and make a note to be more thorough with his tongue next time to get all the cream. at least he can practice on his own sweet treat in preparation.
when their eyes meet he blinks once, the corner of his lips tugging up slightly. ]
It's not. I don't think I looked forward to anything until we met, so we've done this to each other.
Tell me something specific you're looking forward to, and I'll tell you one of mine.
[ Tatara hums as he licks at his ice cream more, and he studies the purple and pink and wonders if those are the colors of his future. ]
I think being a part of your everyday. [ He draws his gaze away from the ice cream and back to Aguero's hues. ] I want to wake up one morning beside you and realize that this is the life we have together. I want to realize that I can't imagine anything besides the routine we have. I want to look at the walls and shelves and see it filled with our stories and memories.
[ He chuckles a bit, flush in his cheeks. It's so specific, but so broad, and probably mundane. Maybe not the weird excitement they've both come to fall into with one another, but there's nothing he treasures more than peace with his loved ones. ]
[ mundane? maybe. but the very thought of it is warm and comforting, and something he never thought he'd be able to have.
his smile warms, and he abandons his ice cream momentarily to give tatara a one armed hug, maybe a squeeze even with their current positioning. ]
The places I own are big, so we'll have a lot of memories to make. [ that's probably a good thing? he takes a big bite out of his ice cream, not all that coincidentally. ]
I'll give you two, since one of them is selfish.
I'm looking forward to not sharing you with anyone else ever again. You won't be a sage anymore in the Tower, you'll simply be mine.
...and I'm looking forward to having you besides me as I climb higher and higher. To have you in spaces where it was just me before, so that I can't remember what being alone ever felt like.
[ It's hard to grin while licking ice cream, but it's even harder to fight the urge. He likes that idea. He thinks of massive shelves filled with every trinket that reminds him of Aguero, and he thinks of every story they'll make along the way. He's just as selfish, just as impatient, because he wants to know what those are now.
He'll lean into Aguero for something resembling a hug, because he's still busy licking his ice cream. ]
I like the sound of that. [ He says this softly, between licks. ] I guess I don't really mind being the sage, but...I can't wait for the day when I don't have to look at anybody but you.
[ Or stay by anyone else's side. Or help anyone else. ]
...you're making it very hard to eat my ice cream, Tatara. [ words like that, meant only for him, that feed his innate desire to own and control—they'll always stroke the fire within him. the soft sound of licking in his otherwise quiet lighthouse doesn't help either.
he takes another big bite of out his ice cream to cool himself with a sigh. ]
I want to protect you, cherish you, spoil you, and wear you always.
[ even if he's doing that mostly here (though by how he looks at it, he's only fully "worn" tatara now by giving him that ring) being able to do it with all of him with his power and resources in the tower will be different. not to mention, now he knows it really will be forever. ]
[ Try as he might to cool himself, Tatara will chuckle in his ear again and pull back, lips messy again with cotton candy ice cream. He hears that sigh and he leans in for a messy, almost aggressive kiss. He pushes the lingering flavors of cotton candy into his mouth. This is what protecting and cherishing and spoiling and wearing me tastes like, he says wordlessly.
When he pulls back, he'll plant a kiss on Aguero's nose before speaking. ]
I won't let anyone stop you. But I'm pretty sure you already do all of those things. [ He grins. ] Don't you?
[ He has no idea how long it's been already, but he almost doesn't care. If this is a reflection of what the rest of his life is going to be like, then he's more than ready for it. ]
[ aguero's sure that his boyfriend knows exactly what he's doing to him, so even if he could try to resist he doesn't. he kisses back eagerly, wanting, shifting when they part. the fabric around his groin is growing increasingly tighter, which tatara can likely feel given their close quarters.
rather than bite what he really wants to, he opts for the waffle cone instead, close to finishing his ice cream. ]
I've only been wearing you for a little while now. [ to illustrate his point, he reaches for the hand with the ring, bringing tatara's fingers to his mouth to lightly suck on them.
there was some ice cream on them obviously, and when he pops them from his lips, his purple is bright. ]
And I haven't been able to spoil you properly either.
[ Oh, he feels that. But the feeling is met with an aggressive lick to his diminishing scoop of ice cream and a slight rock of his hips downward. He knows exactly what he's doing, but he won't let it show on his face (at least, not yet).
His little bout of mischief is quickly snuffed out when Aguero takes his fingers to suck. His lips part, and he gulps. Oh. Well. This is the obvious outcome, but the flush on his cheeks makes him look like he wasn't expecting it, anyway.
Give him a sec before he finds his words again. ]
—I feel pretty spoiled already. [ This is true. ] Do you think...you could give me a taste of a real spoiling?
[ Tatara's getting what he wants (as usual, unsurprisingly, since this is Aguero), but he still feels a little dizzy. The ice cream is sweet and just right, and the rest of it along with the cone practically vanish into his mouth with how quickly he eats it.
Crumbs and purple drops of melted ice cream dot his lips still when he practically throws himself at Aguero. He winds his arms tight around his neck and the kiss that comes is messy, sticky. He's just as much giving the cotton candy to Aguero as he is trying to find remnants of the guava for himself. ]
[ tatara wraps around him and aguero responds by trying to eat him whole, maybe just a bit literally. he bites those crumbs and licks the sweet cream on his lips and in his mouth, ravenous. he lets them both savor each other like this for a bit, but then he separates to kiss along jawbone to ear, nibbling on the soft flesh there as he speaks.
somewhere in all of this, one hand has wanderered low to squeeze tatara's ass, but the other seeks out the hand with the ring, threading their fingers together. ]
You're all mine now. [ the squeeze of their hands is gentle despite his words, the fervor he feels hotter than even the first time they made love. ] I'll mark it all over your body, fill you until I'm all that you feel. Now and forever, over and over and over again.
[ Tatara would let Aguero eat him over and over again if he could. But he can't, so instead he dances—Aguero devours him and Tatara dances around him, to the rhythm they fell into on the day they found each other in the baths. His sigh barely does anything to soothe the ache in the way his heart pounds in his chest.
Aguero squeezes his ass and he rocks his hips forward; Tatara plays with the ring on his finger and Aguero laces their hands together. What one does, the other responds, back and forth, always, in their neverending dance.
Tatara exhales onto his lips and he only really finds the strength to open his eyes, to take in his favorite shade of purple. The thrill courses through his body, and if he knew Aguero felt that hot, he'd tell him he felt the same. ]
I'm all yours. [ He mimics Aguero's tone, theatrical, but quiet. ] And I want to feel it. I want to show the whole world that I am. [ He'll turn his head to not quite capture Aguero's lips, but brush against them, speak into them. ] You're my sky, Aguero. I love you.
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He breathes a quiet laugh into Aguero's skin, and the word settles warm in his chest. ]
Is this hope? [ There's joy in his voice, despite the weight on him. ] If it is...I don't think I've ever felt it before. But...it's a gift from you, and I'm going to cherish it.
[ This hope, the desire to live, being needed—it's all so weighty, and his heart hurts, but it's not something he would give up for the world. Weird, how being attached feels.
He draws himself upright, a bright, but sheepish smile on his face. He wipes at his eyes, rubbing away the tears before he can make a mess of himself. ]
I'm here. Whatever you need from me, I'll give it to you. I just... [ There's almost a laugh in there. ] I don't know what to do with myself. I think I'm going to explode.
[ In fireworks, this time. ]
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this is his lighthouse and he makes the rules after all. ]
If you explode, I'll just gather you up in my hands until you're whole again.
[ he doesn't need to say no exploding now that he believes the impossible is possible. if there are any errant tears left, he'll take them with his fingers and press them against his lips and lick them with his tongue. he can bear anything of tatara's, no matter what it is. ]
I need you, forever. But don't forget that means you have me too. So whatever you need from me, you can have always.
Do you want anything right now?
[ if there's not, he doesn't mind voicing more of his thoughts but; as ineffable as he feels, what he really wants is for tatara to use all of him however he wants-or needs. ]
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He beams, breathes a little laugh, and the tears spill past his eyes. It's overwhelming. Aguero's welcome to take what he can catch, because Tatara wipes away the rest.
Eventually he crumples onto Aguero fully, pressing his chest to his and burying his face into the crook of his neck. This feels so much better. It soothes him, and he feels at peace. ]
I want you. [ He says this quietly, breathed onto his skin. ] I want your touch and your love, your words and your laughter and all of your time.
[ It's hard to describe exactly how he feels, or what he wants or needs from Aguero, because his love for him genuinely feels like it cannot be contained in the small frame of his body.
But also. ]
And cotton candy ice cream.
[ That's what this feels like, he thinks, and maybe if he could eat it, it would sate him, somehow, ]
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once he's caught his breath again he's grinning, still purple and bright. ]
I love you so much, you're perfect. [ in all the ways, but this ability to be earnest in everything might be what he loves the most. ]
Okay, I'll get you cotton candy ice cream. Someone has to deliver out here.
[ because he doesn't want to move just yet. ]
Are you going to share it with me?
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Of course I am. I think it'll taste better if we share.
[ He shifts a hand to poke at Aguero's lips, an echo of a date they had so long ago. ]
Who's bringing us the ice cream?
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Hmm... [ looks at my ridiculous rolls which means this time he's definitely awake enough to nip back at the poke. ]
The Western spirits. They obviously approve of us as much as it's people do~. [ he has no idea actually but he #believes and because i rolled a 19 this is indeed happening. with a murmur of his incantation he makes his request and then settles back to wait. ]
Though if anyone didn't approve of us, I'd have to show them otherwise.
[ while he really doesn't care what anyone thinks about him, he'll never stand for anyone thinking less of tatara. ]
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Good. [ Good! If the spirits approve, then there's literally nothing he has to worry about anymore, at least with regards to their relationship. Validated, they have the spirits' blessing, Kurapika can't yell at him anymore. ]
I could just show them the ring. Right? [ He looks at it again, and beams. ] Or...could I just tell them how amazing you are?
[ He wants an excuse to talk about him to everyone!
—Speaking of, though. There's a quiet poof, and the ice cream in cones suddenly appear above them, floating in the air! Delivery!! ]
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[ it's not that flashy but it's also clearly well made. he also just worries and it's easier to address the practical than the image of tatara gushing about him to a total stranger.
the ice cream is a good way to distract him though. he's surprised it came that fast? he puts a hand on tatara's back, holding him against himself as he sits up. boyfriend situps, heheh. ]
That came really fast~ I must be their favorite. [ tatara's free to rearrange himself however he likes now that they're both sitting up, aguero reaching to pull down the ice cones.
cotton candy ice cream in a chocolate dipped waffle cone with blue nonpareils for tatara
guava ice cream in a chocolate dipped waffle cone with red nonpareils for himself. ]
For you.
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He laughs. ] You're my favorite, too.
[ He'll take the cone and he beams at it, in all its blue and and purple and pink glory.
He's not so distracted that he forgets what Aguero tells him, though. ]
I won't. [ He licks a bit. Mm, it's sweet. ] Your blood is powerful. But I don't think I want anyone else having it.
[ He's keeping him to himself if he can help it. ]
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in less important matters, tatara gets to see how skillfully his boyfriend eats ice cream, which is to say he's one of those people who starts methodically by the cone so that he won't spill any on himself.
mmm, fruity. ]
It's strong in the Tower too, because my father is Khun Eduan of the Ten Families. And even among the rest of the families, there's only one other line who can match our power and speed.
That's why I never offered my blood to our resident vampires, nor will I ever offer my blood to anyone else here and back in the Tower, except for you.
[ okay he's not a bleeding heart anyway but his point still stands. ]
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Huh. That would make sense. Your lineage is pretty impressive, but... Hmm, I'm pretty sure you're amazing not just because of your blood or your dad.
[ It's a part of him, but it's not all of him! He says this idly, his train of thought carrying him.
Also he totally remembered there are vampires in the manor. ]
I'll treasure it. And I'll never let it go.
[ He means this sincerely.
Tatara licks at the ice cream a little more messily than Aguero does, and some gets over his lip. For a split second, he's about to lick it off, but soon he decides otherwise. He leans in to press his cotton candy-flavored lips to Aguero's, so he can get a little taste of it. And maybe so he can have a hint of whatever it is he's having, too. ]
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[ the cotton candy is much too sweet, but it's also not sweet enough compared to his boyfriend. tatara really is the exception to everything when it comes to aguero, and now that he knows he'll have him forever, it's likely to get even worse (somehow).
aguero keeps his eyes closed for a few moments after their lips touch because they're still eating ice cream and remembering that fact is important. doing so makes his mind wander to the practical of this engagement, and he blinks his eyes open (still lavender), almost with a guilty expression. he doesn't do guilt but this is the closest he gets to it. ]
You're my treasure, Tatara. There'll be others who want to steal you and worse, particularly my family because they're greedy like me. But I'll protect you no matter what.
There's a few people I trust too, that I'll have to introduce you to. It'll be dangerous but... I don't think you'll be bored.
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Don't forget I want you, too. If I could pledge the entirety of the rest of my life to you I would. No one else could ever compare.
[ He hasn't met them yet and he knows. His loyalty to Mikoto was unwavering, and he doesn't see why that same attachment, obsession, tenacity can't be for Aguero, too. ]
I've run from the yakuza before. I'll run from your family.
[ He says this with a grin as he takes another lick, swipes the errant smudges of cream from his lips. He won't ever let his boyfriend forget that this is mutual.
He gives a little chuckle. ] I could never be bored with you.
[ ...
There's a sheepish little look in his eyes when he looks at him again. ]
Is it weird? ...I don't think I've ever looked forward to something like I'm looking forward to life with you.
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when their eyes meet he blinks once, the corner of his lips tugging up slightly. ]
It's not. I don't think I looked forward to anything until we met, so we've done this to each other.
Tell me something specific you're looking forward to, and I'll tell you one of mine.
[ reconnaissance! ]
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[ Tatara hums as he licks at his ice cream more, and he studies the purple and pink and wonders if those are the colors of his future. ]
I think being a part of your everyday. [ He draws his gaze away from the ice cream and back to Aguero's hues. ] I want to wake up one morning beside you and realize that this is the life we have together. I want to realize that I can't imagine anything besides the routine we have. I want to look at the walls and shelves and see it filled with our stories and memories.
[ He chuckles a bit, flush in his cheeks. It's so specific, but so broad, and probably mundane. Maybe not the weird excitement they've both come to fall into with one another, but there's nothing he treasures more than peace with his loved ones. ]
And you?
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his smile warms, and he abandons his ice cream momentarily to give tatara a one armed hug, maybe a squeeze even with their current positioning. ]
The places I own are big, so we'll have a lot of memories to make. [ that's probably a good thing? he takes a big bite out of his ice cream, not all that coincidentally. ]
I'll give you two, since one of them is selfish.
I'm looking forward to not sharing you with anyone else ever again. You won't be a sage anymore in the Tower, you'll simply be mine.
...and I'm looking forward to having you besides me as I climb higher and higher. To have you in spaces where it was just me before, so that I can't remember what being alone ever felt like.
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He'll lean into Aguero for something resembling a hug, because he's still busy licking his ice cream. ]
I like the sound of that. [ He says this softly, between licks. ] I guess I don't really mind being the sage, but...I can't wait for the day when I don't have to look at anybody but you.
[ Or stay by anyone else's side. Or help anyone else. ]
I can't wait until my life is just you.
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he takes another big bite of out his ice cream to cool himself with a sigh. ]
I want to protect you, cherish you, spoil you, and wear you always.
[ even if he's doing that mostly here (though by how he looks at it, he's only fully "worn" tatara now by giving him that ring) being able to do it with all of him with his power and resources in the tower will be different. not to mention, now he knows it really will be forever. ]
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When he pulls back, he'll plant a kiss on Aguero's nose before speaking. ]
I won't let anyone stop you. But I'm pretty sure you already do all of those things. [ He grins. ] Don't you?
[ He has no idea how long it's been already, but he almost doesn't care. If this is a reflection of what the rest of his life is going to be like, then he's more than ready for it. ]
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rather than bite what he really wants to, he opts for the waffle cone instead, close to finishing his ice cream. ]
I've only been wearing you for a little while now. [ to illustrate his point, he reaches for the hand with the ring, bringing tatara's fingers to his mouth to lightly suck on them.
there was some ice cream on them obviously, and when he pops them from his lips, his purple is bright. ]
And I haven't been able to spoil you properly either.
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His little bout of mischief is quickly snuffed out when Aguero takes his fingers to suck. His lips part, and he gulps. Oh. Well. This is the obvious outcome, but the flush on his cheeks makes him look like he wasn't expecting it, anyway.
Give him a sec before he finds his words again. ]
—I feel pretty spoiled already. [ This is true. ] Do you think...you could give me a taste of a real spoiling?
[ That's fully intentional. ]
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Would I ever deny you something you wanted? [ he really can't at this point and he knows it.
with another bite the rest of his ice cream vanishes, the crunch of the cone no match for his appetite. ]
Finish your ice cream first, I want to taste it still when I take you.
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[ Tatara's getting what he wants (as usual, unsurprisingly, since this is Aguero), but he still feels a little dizzy. The ice cream is sweet and just right, and the rest of it along with the cone practically vanish into his mouth with how quickly he eats it.
Crumbs and purple drops of melted ice cream dot his lips still when he practically throws himself at Aguero. He winds his arms tight around his neck and the kiss that comes is messy, sticky. He's just as much giving the cotton candy to Aguero as he is trying to find remnants of the guava for himself. ]
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somewhere in all of this, one hand has wanderered low to squeeze tatara's ass, but the other seeks out the hand with the ring, threading their fingers together. ]
You're all mine now. [ the squeeze of their hands is gentle despite his words, the fervor he feels hotter than even the first time they made love. ] I'll mark it all over your body, fill you until I'm all that you feel. Now and forever, over and over and over again.
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Aguero squeezes his ass and he rocks his hips forward; Tatara plays with the ring on his finger and Aguero laces their hands together. What one does, the other responds, back and forth, always, in their neverending dance.
Tatara exhales onto his lips and he only really finds the strength to open his eyes, to take in his favorite shade of purple. The thrill courses through his body, and if he knew Aguero felt that hot, he'd tell him he felt the same. ]
I'm all yours. [ He mimics Aguero's tone, theatrical, but quiet. ] And I want to feel it. I want to show the whole world that I am. [ He'll turn his head to not quite capture Aguero's lips, but brush against them, speak into them. ] You're my sky, Aguero. I love you.
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