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You didn't feel like it was wrong, for some strange man to touch you...

[Isn't that what he's been doing? Holy shit.]

You're really careless about this kinda stuff.

[Sakamoto sprinkles pepper flakes over his meal. It's weird to eat without her joining him, and the mood's gotten awfully dark. She'll learn that he likes his meals spicy, like he does his sex. ♥]

I can't wait to eat this~! It smells so good!

[ she reaches out quickly, gripping his wrist holding the bottle. her grasp isn't particularly tight, but it's firm to get his attention. ]

Do not misunderstand.

[ her device lies between them untouched, but the same automated voice comes from it. her fingers tighten around his wrist. ]

I wasn't careless, I am not careless. [ her hand trembles, a flicker-flash of pain. ] He had something that belonged to me. I had no choice.

[She touches him with such urgency.

His lashes immediately flutter. In a matter of a few seconds, he can feel the anguish in her grasp.]

That's despicable.

[The chopsticks fall, clinking against the edge of the bowl and spilling a bit of the broth. Sakamoto reaches for her hand, intwining his fingers in her own.]

What a no-good piece of shit.

[ she made him angry.

she had never held the autopsy against shinra, had never really taken it up with shingen afterwards. but she still remembers the feeling of being slowly cut open, examined, and sewn back up again. she was exposed on the cold table in the hull of the ship, the single lamp above her only illuminating their faces--

she slowly relaxes her fingers, not realizing she'd been gripping his so tightly until she brings herself back. ]

I'm sorry. [ she breathes, in and out. ] I just wanted you to understand.

[It did make him angry.

To think, to exploit a woman like that- Even if Celty could live through it, to take her apart as if she were just some thing... It makes his blood boil. Still, he doesn't let go.]

I didn't mean to insult ya.

It's just that...

[He plays with her fingers because he can't help himself.]

You let me do stupid things like this all the time. I have the whole night, you know?

[He wants to give her something real. At least a helping hand.]

You can tell me anything.

I know you didn't mean to.

[ because he's been nothing but kind and understanding since she met him. she lets him play with her fingers, the line of her shoulders easing into something more relaxed. ]

I don't mind when you do this. I don't think I ever have. [ even when he kissed her hand all those weeks ago. ] You have very warm and steady hands.

[ she sets her other hand on top of his, gently brushes her thumb over his knuckles, his calluses. ]

You've held many things with them and you've broken just as many. But you're careful and gentle when you need to be.

[This is so weird.

Why isn't she lashing out? He's so used to being called a pervert, because he is one. He says inappropriate things and gets what he deserves for it, but...

To hear that someone enjoys his touch-]

I don't want to break you.

[Ugh, she's rubbing her thumb over his calluses. He can feel his soul practically leaving his body, it's such a small gesture and yet...]

I'm clumsy.

Edited 2015-07-16 07:43 (UTC)

Tatsuma, [ he can be so unbearably sweet. ] You won't.

[ she clasps her hands around his, squeezing lightly. she has no smile to reassure him with, but she hopes her sincerity still comes across. ]

I'm unbreakable.

[Goddamnit.

He can feel a shiver when he hears his first name in his voice. The only other one that comes to mind is Gintoki's, hardly anyone ever addresses him so familiarly. That combined with the warmth and sureness of her hands is too much.]

That's why I like you.

[He is weak.]

Do you...

[Sakamoto swallows hard. This isn't his first rodeo by any means, but it certainly feels like it.]

Want to come closer?

[ that's why i like you. it's said so simply, but it brings back the swooping feeling she gets whenever she's around him, the feeling of something in her chest seizing up and loosening at the same time. it steals her breath away and leaves her feeling lightheaded, an ache settling deep into her skin, into the smoke she holds inside of her.

in response to his question, she stands from her chair, still holding his hand as she comes around to linger at his side. ]

[He can feel his heart in his throat. It's beating so fast, it's as though every bodily function is going haywire. He ears are ringing and his palms are sweaty, but he doesn't care. As soon as she's beside him, he can't think straight.]

I'm sorry. For what I'm about to do.

[His hands immediately tug her abdomen close to his as he pulls her into his lap, with the ferocity of some kind of monster. As he looks her up and down, he feels like a monster indeed. His gaze is intense, passionate, and focused. Thank god she doesn't have a face, it stops him from doing something even more stupid- Kissing her.

Instead he simply buries his head in her shoulder, withouth saying a word.]

[ but she wishes she had a mouth. she could speak without needing to text, can laugh when he says one of his terrible jokes, and most importantly: she can kiss him. and she wishes she could in this moment, a brief and aching urge that wells up inside of her, simmering beneath her skin.

she falls into his lap, hands gripping his shoulders to keep her balance as she ends up straddling him. his stare is brief, but she can't remember ever feeling so desired in her existence; to feel his gaze on her, to feel his warm hands on her waist. she reaches up to gently sift her fingers through his hair, curling around the strands at the nape of his neck. she wishes they could stay like this for a long time.

eventually, she does speak up: ]

Would you mind staying the night?

Edited 2015-07-16 08:21 (UTC)

[Oh wow.

Sakamoto closes his eyes and shifts his head to allow her more space. When her hands brush over the back of his neck, he is lost to the world entirely, as his body no longer feels like his own. The curly-haired idiot doesn't realize that a something more than a sigh escapes his lips.

It's been so long since he's been touched like this. Hell, he's never been touched like this. Her emotions are sincere, she's attracted to him and not his money, and this isn't just some fling on some foreign planet.]

Would I mind...

[His sounds as if he's lightyears away.]

Not at all.

[He's going to end up in bed with her, one way or another. She might as well lead the way.]

Alright.

[ she doesn't move, not yet at least, wanting to savor this moment for as long as she can. she feels and hears his sigh, the way his chest shifts with every breath, and she can't stop the brief tingle that runs down her back because of it. she's never been so close to someone before and she has never felt so secure and so warm; she wants to melt into him, slip through his skin like osmosis, and wrap herself up inside of him.

but she forces down the desire, slowly pulls herself away enough to stand again, taking his hands in hers. she leads him to her bedroom to pause at the foot of her bed. it's wide and spacious, big enough for three people, as if to compensate for the lack of decor in the room. but there's the nerves again, worried that she may be too forward. ]

Is it okay if we just slept tonight?

Edited 2015-07-16 08:43 (UTC)

[He doesn't plan on going anywhere. They can sit for as long as she likes, he's lucky enough to feel her legs around his waist. Even though this is more intimate than before, his thoughts aren't quite as lewd. It's nice to be this close to her, to offer her comfort and support in a difficult situation.

She isn't human, but she breathes like one.

He follows her, limp in her grasp, surprised at her clarification. There's no need.]

Of course.

[Sakamoto smiles at her with a sleepy-eyed gaze. He's thankful that he hardly ever wears his glasses when he sees her in private. She looks so much clearer, even in the dark.]

Don't be sorry! Stand your ground! You can take what you want from me.

[Celty isn't the type of girl to rush into that sort of thing. That, and, she doesn't seem like she has much experience if any. He's been around enough girls to know that some view their bodies as mere vessels, and have never once thought to give themselves pleasure.]

Can I tell you a secret?

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[ the way he smiles fills her with a different kind of warmth, captivated by his blue eyes and the way they seem to reflect light. the same way he does. ]

Thank you.

[ she means it, squeezing one of his hands again. she doesn't have any experience in physical intimacy and this is still unfamiliar territory for her. but she's glad he's willing to take it slow. ]

You can tell me anything.

I'm not the type of guy who usually spends the night.

[This is new for him, too.

He leans over to leave a peck against the side of her neck, over her clothes.]

But for you? I'll make an exception.

[Several.

He's already broken so many of his own rules.]

[ despite it being over her clothes, it tickles when he kisses her, making her shiver briefly. while she's grateful for the exception, what he says still makes her hesitate. ]

Are you sure? You don't have to, if it makes you uncomfortable.

You don't have to worry about that.

[Fondly:]

You're very comfortable.

Thank you.

[ what does he mean by that? physically or emotionally? both? ]

I think you're comfortable too.

[He turns his face away reflexively, because after all this time, he's unused to her affection in return. There's nowhere to turn but the bed, and as soon as he sees it he realizes how hard he's fallen. Sakamoto didn't feel an ounce of disappointment when she asked for this night to be a quiet one, because there's something special about just lying in bed together. Sex is something quick, something physical and raw, but this?

This is something special.]

How'd it get so laaaate? Mm.

[It's dark, so maybe she won't see how red his cheeks are.]

We should get some rest.

[He really should thank her, but he's so goddamn nervous all of a sudden.]

[ ah. is he embarrassed?

something warm and fond settles in her chest as she reaches up to touch his cheek. his skin is hot under her fingers, brushing her thumb along the curve of it. ]

Alright.

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