[His grip tightens, slightly, as he allows Kotetsu deepen the kiss. His head feels foggy, but in a pleasurable way, the din of constant thoughts racing through his head dimmed to the background.]
[One of his legs shifts to hook over the other's ankle, mouth opening wider. He'll let Kotetsu have whatever he wants.]
[ These encouragements are sparking something deep inside of him. A need for more...
His tongue slips onto Sholmes' mouth, brushing against the other man's. It may have been years, but he still falls back into all of this with ease. Like puzzle pieces coming together to create a bigger picture.
That fog drifts over them both, wrapping them both up in an intoxicating sensation.
He curls his fingers a bit, nails lightly scratching down Sholmes' spine. Slow and steady. ]
[He gasps into the kiss, slightly, his breath a little heavy even as he pauses to catch it and continue. What a blissful sensation. What a warm sensation, bordering into something hotter.]
[He has to marvel at whatever is making this effect work. It would be one thing to feel the emotions, but the reply of physical sensation is making him feel almost overwhelmed. He murmurs at the feeling of nails down his spine, and decides to mimic the feeling, fingers pressing down the other's back as he slides it down..]
[He murmurs Kotetsu's name with a low noise, his eyes closed.]
[ A low, throaty sound comes from Kotetsu at the touch on his back, the sensations it elicits. Hearing his own name, he can't help but respond in the same breathy way with Sholmes' name.
He feels the pressure building and he shifts a bit, to reposition them. He doesn't break the kiss, not wanting to stop, just gently guiding them to get Sholmes on his back. Assuming he manages this, he also positions himself to straddle his partner.
It's like a dam breaking open that he didn't even realize was there anymore. Instead of the gentle waves, something more comes cascading down. ]
[Even such a simple movement makes the heat rush up into his face - it may not be like lifting him or anything, but having felt the man's body and the ease of it reminds him just how built the man is. He's had a nice boxing match with this man before. Somehow this moment contextualizes it differently.]
[He swallows, momentarily flustered, even as he kisses Kotetsu back. Sir, this is a lot to take in.]
[ He knows, he's a bit overwhelmed by it all, especially feeling that flustered sensation off of Sholmes.
He plants his arms next to Sholmes' head so that he can brace himself up a bit, looking down at him. He doesn't pull far from the kiss, but looks deeply at him. His eyes are warm, but cloudy with his want.
Also, he doesn't want to push too hard. Despite the welcoming, despite it all, he wants to make sure that they don't overstep anything. Even with that eager and impatience tailing every emotion he gives.
His shoulders and back are tighter from this position. In fact, most of his upper body is as he braces himself, truly displaying how much he's worked to keep his body in shape for his hero work. ]
Sholmes...
[ His voice is low, just barely above a whisper. ]
[He murmurs, heartbeat feeling like it's going to pound out of his chest. The usual casual smirk is replaced by an incredibly flummoxed expression - he has to take a moment just to reach out to slide a hand over the other's chest.]
It's like you're chiseled by the gods.
[Yeah. Sorry. He has to. Just take this in. He feels almost feverish.]
You're putting me quite to shame, my dear fellow.
[He might have muscles from boxing but not like this!!! HELLO!!!]
[ Kotetsu can't help but laugh a little. With the emotional response, it's obvious he does like the attention and praise from Sholmes, as well. He might not be as vocal about it and as overtly sulky as Sholmes can be, it's very apparent that he likes hearing this from the man. ]
Don't forget, that jab of yours knocked me down that one time. I think you put me to shame.
[ Though, it's obvious it's not because of Kotetsu lacking strength. It's amazing what he can hide when he's not flexed and is just wearing his normal clothes. But he can't help a grin from the way that this flusters Sholmes.
So, what does he do? Tortures the poor man with more of the sight.
He straights up so he's still straddling Sholmes, peeling off his vest and dropping it next to him. He then unfastens the knife holster to wrap up in the fabric. He doesn't remove his eyes from Sholmes as he unbuttons his shirt, letting it drape loosely on his shoulders now. ]
[I hope all these gay thoughts in his brain is going to rupture an aneurysm so he can finally die (no).]
[But yeah, he's pouting a little, but his feelings of being flustered only raise in intensity. This wouldn't make him feel this way in any other context. But it's here, right here and now, on this bed, with someone he's feeling this way for, that's just stoking the fire and making his cheeks hot and flushed.]
[He's also going to raise a hand to cover his eyes a little DO NOT PERCEIVE HIM.]
[ He can't leave now. He's stuck in this gay hell forever.
Kotetsu can't help but feel a little amusement and flattery from that, chuckling some as he leans forward.
He takes the hand covering his face and gingerly pulls it away from Sholmes so he can't hide anymore. ]
It's only us here. You don't have to hide.
[ The tone and feeling is so warm and accepting. He feels bashful and shy, too, but the turbulence of other emotions seem to push them further down. The eager feeling he gives off is more of a welcoming. As if to tell Sholmes that this is all his, no one else's. ]
[The face he finds under that hand is almost pouting.]
I know that. Still.
[His heartbeat is still racing, and there's nowhere else to look besides Kotetsu's face (handsome) and body (astounding), so he's caught in a quagmire of "wow, oh my god, this man is SURE GOLLY A WHOLE MAN RIGHT HERE".]
Aha. You make the mind feel woozy, you know. [And he pauses, pushing up to just press a kiss over his lower neck, his tone amused.] I may have to ensure this won't become a weakness of mine.
[ And the feeling that rushes through at that is a strong determination, embrace, warmth. He knows the feeling of what he means, but he's so earnest in his resolve that Sholmes is a piece of what helps him keep his footing from slipping that he has to express it. Even if it was a teasing and perhaps a bit of a joke, he responds with that. ]
But...
[ He leans down closer to Sholmes, delivering a quick kiss. ]
Even if it happens, I'll be able to pick up the slack.
[He knows he will. That determination is evidence enough. He smiles into the kiss, comforted by the warmth he feels from the other side. His hands, curious, move to slide over the other's bare skin, down to his sides, caressing with great care and thoroughness, like he's trying to map out every inch in his head.]
Are you proposing I'll get some amount of strength just by looking at you? I do like the sound of that.
[He can't help but grin back, greatly amused as he kisses him back.]
You can't be the only one. I demand it the other way around! You have to look at me and say "that's a world-famous great detective right there!" and gain all the inspiration in the world! I will have it no other way.
[A chuckle comes from him, delighted - the flustered feelings from before are there, simmering, but he's more happy than anything. Cheeks rosy, he slides his hands to the other's back, fingers dipping below his pant line, like a tease.]
Don't tempt me, I'll go yell that out in the marketplace right now.
[ He lightly peppers kisses on him, just so incredibly happy. Though, when Sholmes does that, the fire that he had before starts to flicker stronger. ]
...Or maybe later.
[ The merriment drops a little from his voice, replaced with something more wanting. He can't just do something like that and not expect him to react to it. So, in retaliation, he moves his hands to start to unbutton Sholmes' shirt, dipping his head to take the tie between his teeth. Just tug tugging a little while his hands do their work on the buttons. ]
I'll tempt you all I want. I want to see how loud you yell.
[He kicks his feet a little at the nip, grinning wider. He's delighted in an almost boyish way - its this kind of teasing he really lives for. But just as the moment moves on, Kotetsu moves down to start to pull out his tie, which renews his flustered feelings anew, but its certainly mixed with admiration and fondness all the same.]
That's certainly a way to loosen a knot. [He doesn't help with that one because he finds it funny, in a certain way. Instead, he'll cup the other's hip under the fabric, teasing more.] Have a go at it, my dear fellow.
[ It's a bit mumbled, not dropping the tie from his teeth as he says: ]
Then I'll make sure to do that after we're done...
[ Done with what? He's not exactly sure. But there is certainly something that is forming to happen. Either way, he pauses in the unbuttoning to jerk his head a bit, trying to tug at the tie. It's a cute effort. Truly.
With every touch Sholmes teases with, it's met with a fire that flickers though him. The stark contrast of having being this desire and the playful feeling mixing together. ]
[He has to pause to tilt his head this way and that, considering the look of this man with his necktie in his teeth. Sholmes smirks - somehow, he'd like the look of this burned on a photo to keep, he thinks.]
You're like a cute little kitten. [And a low laugh - his words are tinged with playfulness, but there's obviously something more to it, a tease just like his touches.] Maybe they should have called you that instead of Wild Tiger, hm?
[ After two more tug, tugs, he lets the tie drop for the moment. ]
I think you're the cute little kitten.
[ So, since he's not jerking his head around for the moment, he works on finishing up on the last few buttons of his shirt. He still holds that light mood with a storm brewing just under. ]
Besides, it wouldn't go with my name. I took the "Ko" in my name for my hero name, after all.
[ Once the buttons have been taken care of, his fingers move to work at that tie. ]
[He retorts, almost childishly. Playful still, but with the feeling of that storm under the surface, there's anticipation brewing. His fingers tickle at the other's neck and shoulders.]
"Ko"...ah, let me guess. The characters that make up your name mean certain things, yes? I heard that's the case with the Japanese language, at least.
[ He shivers a little at that tickling and in retaliation, he drops the almost extracted tie and just drags his nails down Sholmes' exposed chest and stomach. Not hard, more teasing than anything. ]
Yeah. The "Ko" in my name means Tiger. Hence the Wild Tiger part. Which, if you're curious, "Tetsu" means "penetrate, clear, pierce."
[ DON'T LAUGH AT HIS NAME. That's rude, Shomles. Also, he has whatever claws he wants.
But he does knock him on the head (lightly) for that. ]
Hey, my parents named me that. Don't laugh.
[ A little bit of a huffy emotion goes through there. He likes his name, thanks. But... Sholmes just had to go ahead and say that last part. A slow grin spreads as he leans forward. His fingers finally get that tie undone, letting it and his shirt hang open.
His voice lowers a little, picking up a little heat, sending a spike of desire through the bond. ]
[Pouting a little at the head bonk! No bully! But there's a momentary chill from his chest now fully exposed, which is replaced almost entirely by the heat coming through. The anticipation heightens, his heartbeat feeling like its in his ears.]
Ha. [He smiles, a lopsided smirk.] Is that a threat...or a promise?
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[His grip tightens, slightly, as he allows Kotetsu deepen the kiss. His head feels foggy, but in a pleasurable way, the din of constant thoughts racing through his head dimmed to the background.]
[One of his legs shifts to hook over the other's ankle, mouth opening wider. He'll let Kotetsu have whatever he wants.]
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His tongue slips onto Sholmes' mouth, brushing against the other man's. It may have been years, but he still falls back into all of this with ease. Like puzzle pieces coming together to create a bigger picture.
That fog drifts over them both, wrapping them both up in an intoxicating sensation.
He curls his fingers a bit, nails lightly scratching down Sholmes' spine. Slow and steady. ]
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[He has to marvel at whatever is making this effect work. It would be one thing to feel the emotions, but the reply of physical sensation is making him feel almost overwhelmed. He murmurs at the feeling of nails down his spine, and decides to mimic the feeling, fingers pressing down the other's back as he slides it down..]
[He murmurs Kotetsu's name with a low noise, his eyes closed.]
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He feels the pressure building and he shifts a bit, to reposition them. He doesn't break the kiss, not wanting to stop, just gently guiding them to get Sholmes on his back. Assuming he manages this, he also positions himself to straddle his partner.
It's like a dam breaking open that he didn't even realize was there anymore. Instead of the gentle waves, something more comes cascading down. ]
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[Even such a simple movement makes the heat rush up into his face - it may not be like lifting him or anything, but having felt the man's body and the ease of it reminds him just how built the man is. He's had a nice boxing match with this man before. Somehow this moment contextualizes it differently.]
[He swallows, momentarily flustered, even as he kisses Kotetsu back. Sir, this is a lot to take in.]
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He plants his arms next to Sholmes' head so that he can brace himself up a bit, looking down at him. He doesn't pull far from the kiss, but looks deeply at him. His eyes are warm, but cloudy with his want.
Also, he doesn't want to push too hard. Despite the welcoming, despite it all, he wants to make sure that they don't overstep anything. Even with that eager and impatience tailing every emotion he gives.
His shoulders and back are tighter from this position. In fact, most of his upper body is as he braces himself, truly displaying how much he's worked to keep his body in shape for his hero work. ]
Sholmes...
[ His voice is low, just barely above a whisper. ]
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[He murmurs, heartbeat feeling like it's going to pound out of his chest. The usual casual smirk is replaced by an incredibly flummoxed expression - he has to take a moment just to reach out to slide a hand over the other's chest.]
It's like you're chiseled by the gods.
[Yeah. Sorry. He has to. Just take this in. He feels almost feverish.]
You're putting me quite to shame, my dear fellow.
[He might have muscles from boxing but not like this!!! HELLO!!!]
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Don't forget, that jab of yours knocked me down that one time. I think you put me to shame.
[ Though, it's obvious it's not because of Kotetsu lacking strength. It's amazing what he can hide when he's not flexed and is just wearing his normal clothes. But he can't help a grin from the way that this flusters Sholmes.
So, what does he do? Tortures the poor man with more of the sight.
He straights up so he's still straddling Sholmes, peeling off his vest and dropping it next to him. He then unfastens the knife holster to wrap up in the fabric. He doesn't remove his eyes from Sholmes as he unbuttons his shirt, letting it drape loosely on his shoulders now. ]
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[I hope all these gay thoughts in his brain is going to rupture an aneurysm so he can finally die (no).]
[But yeah, he's pouting a little, but his feelings of being flustered only raise in intensity. This wouldn't make him feel this way in any other context. But it's here, right here and now, on this bed, with someone he's feeling this way for, that's just stoking the fire and making his cheeks hot and flushed.]
[He's also going to raise a hand to cover his eyes a little DO NOT PERCEIVE HIM.]
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Kotetsu can't help but feel a little amusement and flattery from that, chuckling some as he leans forward.
He takes the hand covering his face and gingerly pulls it away from Sholmes so he can't hide anymore. ]
It's only us here. You don't have to hide.
[ The tone and feeling is so warm and accepting. He feels bashful and shy, too, but the turbulence of other emotions seem to push them further down. The eager feeling he gives off is more of a welcoming. As if to tell Sholmes that this is all his, no one else's. ]
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[The face he finds under that hand is almost pouting.]
I know that. Still.
[His heartbeat is still racing, and there's nowhere else to look besides Kotetsu's face (handsome) and body (astounding), so he's caught in a quagmire of "wow, oh my god, this man is SURE GOLLY A WHOLE MAN RIGHT HERE".]
Aha. You make the mind feel woozy, you know. [And he pauses, pushing up to just press a kiss over his lower neck, his tone amused.] I may have to ensure this won't become a weakness of mine.
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He laughs a bit at that, shaking his head. ]
That's why you make it a strength instead.
[ And the feeling that rushes through at that is a strong determination, embrace, warmth. He knows the feeling of what he means, but he's so earnest in his resolve that Sholmes is a piece of what helps him keep his footing from slipping that he has to express it. Even if it was a teasing and perhaps a bit of a joke, he responds with that. ]
But...
[ He leans down closer to Sholmes, delivering a quick kiss. ]
Even if it happens, I'll be able to pick up the slack.
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[He knows he will. That determination is evidence enough. He smiles into the kiss, comforted by the warmth he feels from the other side. His hands, curious, move to slide over the other's bare skin, down to his sides, caressing with great care and thoroughness, like he's trying to map out every inch in his head.]
Are you proposing I'll get some amount of strength just by looking at you? I do like the sound of that.
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[ Enjoy those lingering holes in his gut, even if they are healing. ]
Why wouldn't you? Heroes are supposed to be a source of inspiration.
[ There's a cheeky little grin there. Kotetsu, normally people go "weak in the knees" ... but you do you, buddy.
And he plants another quick kiss. ]
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[He can't help but grin back, greatly amused as he kisses him back.]
You can't be the only one. I demand it the other way around! You have to look at me and say "that's a world-famous great detective right there!" and gain all the inspiration in the world! I will have it no other way.
[A chuckle comes from him, delighted - the flustered feelings from before are there, simmering, but he's more happy than anything. Cheeks rosy, he slides his hands to the other's back, fingers dipping below his pant line, like a tease.]
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Don't tempt me, I'll go yell that out in the marketplace right now.
[ He lightly peppers kisses on him, just so incredibly happy. Though, when Sholmes does that, the fire that he had before starts to flicker stronger. ]
...Or maybe later.
[ The merriment drops a little from his voice, replaced with something more wanting. He can't just do something like that and not expect him to react to it. So, in retaliation, he moves his hands to start to unbutton Sholmes' shirt, dipping his head to take the tie between his teeth. Just tug tugging a little while his hands do their work on the buttons. ]
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[He kicks his feet a little at the nip, grinning wider. He's delighted in an almost boyish way - its this kind of teasing he really lives for. But just as the moment moves on, Kotetsu moves down to start to pull out his tie, which renews his flustered feelings anew, but its certainly mixed with admiration and fondness all the same.]
That's certainly a way to loosen a knot. [He doesn't help with that one because he finds it funny, in a certain way. Instead, he'll cup the other's hip under the fabric, teasing more.] Have a go at it, my dear fellow.
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Then I'll make sure to do that after we're done...
[ Done with what? He's not exactly sure. But there is certainly something that is forming to happen. Either way, he pauses in the unbuttoning to jerk his head a bit, trying to tug at the tie. It's a cute effort. Truly.
With every touch Sholmes teases with, it's met with a fire that flickers though him. The stark contrast of having being this desire and the playful feeling mixing together. ]
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[He has to pause to tilt his head this way and that, considering the look of this man with his necktie in his teeth. Sholmes smirks - somehow, he'd like the look of this burned on a photo to keep, he thinks.]
You're like a cute little kitten. [And a low laugh - his words are tinged with playfulness, but there's obviously something more to it, a tease just like his touches.] Maybe they should have called you that instead of Wild Tiger, hm?
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I think you're the cute little kitten.
[ So, since he's not jerking his head around for the moment, he works on finishing up on the last few buttons of his shirt. He still holds that light mood with a storm brewing just under. ]
Besides, it wouldn't go with my name. I took the "Ko" in my name for my hero name, after all.
[ Once the buttons have been taken care of, his fingers move to work at that tie. ]
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[He retorts, almost childishly. Playful still, but with the feeling of that storm under the surface, there's anticipation brewing. His fingers tickle at the other's neck and shoulders.]
"Ko"...ah, let me guess. The characters that make up your name mean certain things, yes? I heard that's the case with the Japanese language, at least.
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[ He shivers a little at that tickling and in retaliation, he drops the almost extracted tie and just drags his nails down Sholmes' exposed chest and stomach. Not hard, more teasing than anything. ]
Yeah. The "Ko" in my name means Tiger. Hence the Wild Tiger part. Which, if you're curious, "Tetsu" means "penetrate, clear, pierce."
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[What claws you have, Kotetsu! Sholmes startles slightly, not having expected the move.]
P-Piercing tiger... [And a clearing of the throat.] Well, I guess we just have to see about the "wild" part of that particular title, yes?
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But he does knock him on the head (lightly) for that. ]
Hey, my parents named me that. Don't laugh.
[ A little bit of a huffy emotion goes through there. He likes his name, thanks. But... Sholmes just had to go ahead and say that last part. A slow grin spreads as he leans forward. His fingers finally get that tie undone, letting it and his shirt hang open.
His voice lowers a little, picking up a little heat, sending a spike of desire through the bond. ]
I'm sure you'll have fun with that part.
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[Pouting a little at the head bonk! No bully! But there's a momentary chill from his chest now fully exposed, which is replaced almost entirely by the heat coming through. The anticipation heightens, his heartbeat feeling like its in his ears.]
Ha. [He smiles, a lopsided smirk.] Is that a threat...or a promise?
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