[ an easy smile remains on his lips as he watches kabru struggle to find the words to say. he isn't offended by the lack of reciprocation, and instead he seems to find pleasure in it. it wasn't exactly a rejection, at least.
besides, the more kabru seemed to ruminate, the more rafayel seemed keen on not overthinking it. he still holds kabru's cheek as he speaks. ] Really? You sure you just didn't brush me off? [ he's just kidding, and it likely shows in the way he isn't actually pouting for once. ]
Before you take me too seriously, it might have just been because I was giving you some time to think about it. But, you know I don't like waiting for long. [ honestly, rafayel thought he made himself painfully obvious at times. it wasn't like he let a lot of people come past the clear boundaries he sets. then again, like kabru, he did often mask his true feelings and intentions. though, not out of any real fondness for other people. ]
[ Did he brush him off before? It's possible. With the other man's playful nature, it's hard to tell what might be genuine and what might be said in jest. It would be an absolute disaster to assume that Rafayel was flirting and reciprocate it only to be told it was all a joke. That's probably the reason Kabru is thrown off balance right now, scrambling to understand this man's intentions so he doesn't make a wrong move and embarrass himself.
This seems to be a confirmation, more than anything. He was right about the mood that was set! ]
[ the question actually manages to take rafayel off-guard for once. he isn't sure how sincere it is, but there's a brief moment in which his eyes seem to study kabru's; as if attempting to ascertain how much of it was real before he shakes his head slightly. ]
Weeell, maybe just a little bit. But, if you ask me to forgive you, I will.
[ is that really how it works? maybe not, but he sticks to his words, regardless. when kabru comes in closer, rafayel also leans in, just enough so that his breath tickles his lips; just enough where he could almost envision what he would taste like. as an artist, he needed at least that much imagination, right? ]
[ It's not exactly sincere, even if the desire to be close and intimate with Rafayel is. Kabru's pleased about finally understanding the situation and eager to see how things go, and that might be the reason he's feeling confident now, deciding to put on his usual moves.
Since this is what they're doing, Kabru helps himself, wrapping his arms around Rayafel's neck. He rises slightly and captures his lips in a kiss, enjoying the light sweetness of the other man. It's chaste for now, and once he's finished he doesn't let Rafayel go just yet. ]
[ normally, maybe people would have been thrilled at the prospect of sharing a kiss with the object of their affections. however, rafayel, for a moment... only thinks about how his plans for a first kiss in the gardens failed. you know, after he names a brand new species of flower after him and all that...
thanks kabru.
ideal scenario aside, he does feel his heart beat rise, and heat reach his cheeks. whatever ideas or thoughts he may have carried seem to disperse easily enough, especially as he places his hand on the back of kabru's head, his fingers intertwining with locks of his hair. his ears are definitely red, but his eyes... almost look unfocused. ] No, not yet. [ ... and he draws in for another kiss, then another. is this yaoi... ]
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besides, the more kabru seemed to ruminate, the more rafayel seemed keen on not overthinking it. he still holds kabru's cheek as he speaks. ] Really? You sure you just didn't brush me off? [ he's just kidding, and it likely shows in the way he isn't actually pouting for once. ]
Before you take me too seriously, it might have just been because I was giving you some time to think about it. But, you know I don't like waiting for long. [ honestly, rafayel thought he made himself painfully obvious at times. it wasn't like he let a lot of people come past the clear boundaries he sets. then again, like kabru, he did often mask his true feelings and intentions. though, not out of any real fondness for other people. ]
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This seems to be a confirmation, more than anything. He was right about the mood that was set! ]
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I shouldn't have kept you waiting. I'm sorry. Was it lonely? [ Kabru steps closer, eager to progress things now that the air is cleared up. ]
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Weeell, maybe just a little bit. But, if you ask me to forgive you, I will.
[ is that really how it works? maybe not, but he sticks to his words, regardless. when kabru comes in closer, rafayel also leans in, just enough so that his breath tickles his lips; just enough where he could almost envision what he would taste like. as an artist, he needed at least that much imagination, right? ]
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Since this is what they're doing, Kabru helps himself, wrapping his arms around Rayafel's neck. He rises slightly and captures his lips in a kiss, enjoying the light sweetness of the other man. It's chaste for now, and once he's finished he doesn't let Rafayel go just yet. ]
Will you forgive me now?
sorry i'm late
thanks kabru.
ideal scenario aside, he does feel his heart beat rise, and heat reach his cheeks. whatever ideas or thoughts he may have carried seem to disperse easily enough, especially as he places his hand on the back of kabru's head, his fingers intertwining with locks of his hair. his ears are definitely red, but his eyes... almost look unfocused. ] No, not yet. [ ... and he draws in for another kiss, then another. is this yaoi... ]