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[ehnnui]

[he's had a policy of taking what he can get when it comes to Keirean up until now but this is really

too far, isn't it? it's too far. he doesn't feel good about this.

he carefully starts to pull away.]

[goodknightdaddy]

[Rip.

Kamukura is strong but so is Keirean. And Kamukura pulling away elicits an almost pained noise, and Keirean's arms tightening. Keirean even rolls over blindly grasping Kamukura's arms and pulling him in against him, trapping him, very deliberately, even if he's asleep, pinning him against himself. Voice soft and desperate.]

Don't leave me.

[Of course he's talking to Jeremia in his dreams, a futile plea.]

[ehnnui]

[Fuck. Fuckfuckfuck. It's not like he isn't used to this sort of situation, but it's different when it's Keirean. He's not getting any less hard in spite of his feelings, either, his erection rubbing against Keirean's belly even as he goes still again, breath catching in his throat.]

My lord...

[goodknightdaddy]

[The tension and the fact that the body against his continues to definitely lack feminine curves and also the note in Kamukura's voice finally wake Keirean from the bittersweet dream.

It takes him a second or two to realize the situation and position they're in, who he's in that position with, and with a sharp inhale he lets go, horrified at himself and sitting up.]

...!

[ehnnui]

[this is probably a terrible time for Kamukura to at all resemble the boy he tried to save all those years ago. but he's making expressions now, which sharpens the vague similarities, and he's rolling onto his side to face the wall, curling into a ball.]

I'm sorry. I didn't mean--

[goodknightdaddy]

[There is a strange sense of familiarity nagging at Keirean but it's overwhelmed by his own inner horror right now.

How the hell is he supposed to... what was he DOING. His voice is low and a little rough but trying hard to be soothing.]

Kamukura. I do not know how to begin apologizing, but I assure you this won't happen again. You are safe. Do not be scared.

[He's sliding off the bed, pulling his lost towel around his waist again.]

I'll take the floor.

[ehnnui]

No, it's-- I did it. It was my fault. I don't feel unsafe with you, so please...

[goodknightdaddy]

...What?

[ehnnui]

I touched you. I started it. So it's-- not your fault.

[he wants to keep going, make excuses like he wasn't really aware of himself either, but isn't that disgusting? isn't that giving away things that will change the way Keirean tolerates him?

...not that admitting this much isn't going to do that already. but he couldn't stand it, Keirean's guilt.]

[goodknightdaddy]

.....?

[That hardly makes sense either though. He sits on the edge of the bed, looking at Kamukura.]

Why?

[Why matters a lot right now.]

[ehnnui]

...

[it's fucking over.]

I did not realize it was you.

[goodknightdaddy]

[...Maybe he misunderstood when Kamukura said he was interested in him before? Or maybe like Keirean Kamukura was remembering a lover. Though he seems somewhat young for it he's not too young for that to be possible.]

...Did you think I was a former lover perhaps?

[ehnnui]

I...

[he doesn't want to lie? it's accurate in a technical sense. even transactional sex partners are often called lovers. but it feels wrong, to tell this man he loves something like that.]

...It wouldn't have mattered who it was, except that it was you.

[goodknightdaddy]

....

What?

[There's only a faint frown line between his brows on his otherwise emotionless face but the fingers curling white knuckled in the sheets tell a bit more than his expression or voice give away.]

[ehnnui]

I... would not be in bed with someone who had not already had that and more from me. In any other circumstance. So I was not thinking.

[goodknightdaddy]

[He didn't take Kamukura for a playboy. He still doesn't. That wording is off in a lot of ways.]

Are you that used to it?

[ehnnui]

Of course. I'm not known for my social graces.

[there is a lot being implied there and he's juuust. letting it hang. the cat's already crawling out of the bag, may as well let it.]

[goodknightdaddy]

What are you known for?

[ehnnui]

...

Talent.

[in bed, in battle, in strategy and management. there are many ways to use someone like him.]

[goodknightdaddy]

....

[Normally wouldn't one be happy to be known for that.

Keirean rubs his face, exhaling slowly. He's aware the noble faction gets up to things he despises. He nips that kind of thing in the bud in the emperor's faction but his power doesn't extend as far as he wishes it did.

Kamukura is an adult, but barely. How long he's been used Keirean doesn't want to guess.]

Kamukura.

[ehnnui]

...My lord?

[hesitant. expecting rejection for sure. he knows he's dirty, even though Keirean didn't believe it way back when. but the years have only stained him further and further.]

[goodknightdaddy]

Come here.

[ehnnui]

[...he rolls onto his back and sits up, not quite willing to make eye contact.]

Yes, my lord.

[goodknightdaddy]

[He sighs and reaches out, putting a hand on top of Kamukura's head. Pat pat.]

[ehnnui]

[oh




he's sprung a leak.]