[ Yeah, he's going to be keeping quiet the rest of the way and gets them up into the apartment before slamming him up against the apartment door the moment they're inside.
He pins Sholmes there, staring at him with narrowed eyes. ]
[...................Well, that's a very quick way to get all the blood rushing into his face. This is unfair. Kotetsu is shorter than him. What the heck.]
[Sholmes, flustered, just struggles to find where to place his hands, before resting them at the man's waist.]
[ It's fine. He's a very strong man, despite being shorter. Hm. He grabs those hands off of his waist and moves to pin them against the door. No touch. Not for the moment.
He presses his body flush against Sholmes, leaning his head up, almost kissing him, but not quite. ]
Perhaps not. But we were both lucky it wasn't any type of poison.
[ He laughs a bit at that, but kisses him back softly. He makes a soft "hmm" in thought. On the one hand, he knows they should talk more. But on the other hand... this comfort. He wants to indulge in on it. ]
Are you asking for more of that, my love?
[ Perhaps picking up a little on his "my dear" habit, with his own twist. But yeah, there it is again.
...There are things they should still talk about. But he wants to sink some into this feeling with Sholmes for the moment. Which he'll address after Sholmes' response to his question. ]
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[ He makes a soft sound about that, giving him another soft kiss. ]
I'll give you more of that soon. But also... [ He gives a wry smile, pulling Sholmes down closer. As aggressive as he was, he actually wants to be indulged a bit. Give him a few moments. ]
You know... I know we're coming to the end of this, but... We've really gne through a lot. And we keep ... getting distracted from that.
Maybe... but we're going to have to deal with it sometime, Sholmes.
[ He gives him a wry smile. ]
I'm glad it's you that I am going through this with, but. I know it's going to be hard. Facing everything.
[ He moves his hands to rest on Sholmes' cheeks, staring at him. There's deep fondness, but also that vulnerability that he only shows to Sholmes. Maybe he's shown some pain and sadness, but nothing so open to anyone but this man here. It's been seven years since he'd been so open to anyone. ]
But we both owe it to each other and to ourselves. We're wanting to be fully honest, right?
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Xie Lian told me that...it was part of planned traps he and some others had planted! It had really nothing to do with the actual murder-!
[HE HECKED UP]
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Finley slips back into tiger form around now, picking Irene up by the scruff and Kotetsu just grabs Sholmes' arm. ]
Supplies later.
[ He's frustrated and he is starting to drag Sholmes back to the apartment building. ]
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Very well...
[He won't even protest. Sometimes you do so much for nothing at all...]
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He pins Sholmes there, staring at him with narrowed eyes. ]
You foolish, foolish man.
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[Sholmes, flustered, just struggles to find where to place his hands, before resting them at the man's waist.]
The intention wasn't foolish, at least...
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He presses his body flush against Sholmes, leaning his head up, almost kissing him, but not quite. ]
Perhaps not. But we were both lucky it wasn't any type of poison.
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I don't think I would have forgiven myself if it was. But...judging by my examination of it, I didn't think it likely. [...] B-but yes. We were lucky.
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[ He brings his face closer, but not quite enough to give Sholmes anything more. ]
So maybe I should be nice to you.
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Maybe not...maybe? Please?
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Please, hm? Please what, Sholmes?
[ And if Sholmes starts to approach, he is planning to keep this bit of a gap between them, only stopping when he reaches the bed. ]
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[the GALL]
Kotetsu... [And now he's coming after him, frowning, trying to reach for him.] You know what I mean. Come now.
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He leans up to give him a small kiss. ]
This better?
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Much better. [A pause.] Though your earlier show wasn't quite unwelcome...
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Are you asking for more of that, my love?
[ Perhaps picking up a little on his "my dear" habit, with his own twist. But yeah, there it is again.
...There are things they should still talk about. But he wants to sink some into this feeling with Sholmes for the moment. Which he'll address after Sholmes' response to his question. ]
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[It is honesty week, after all. The sounds of "my love" sound so sweet to his ears, and he bends in to kiss him on the lips again, warm, gentle.]
[They really do have a lot to talk about. But its nice to be here. Its nice to have this man, and have him to hold.]
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I'll give you more of that soon. But also... [ He gives a wry smile, pulling Sholmes down closer. As aggressive as he was, he actually wants to be indulged a bit. Give him a few moments. ]
You know... I know we're coming to the end of this, but... We've really gne through a lot. And we keep ... getting distracted from that.
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[But...that's right. Seven weeks of nonstop pain, trauma, sorrow.]
We do, yes. Sometimes...its easier to put that aside.
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[ He gives him a wry smile. ]
I'm glad it's you that I am going through this with, but. I know it's going to be hard. Facing everything.
[ He moves his hands to rest on Sholmes' cheeks, staring at him. There's deep fondness, but also that vulnerability that he only shows to Sholmes. Maybe he's shown some pain and sadness, but nothing so open to anyone but this man here. It's been seven years since he'd been so open to anyone. ]
But we both owe it to each other and to ourselves. We're wanting to be fully honest, right?