31st Realm

[mukuro69]

whyam I an owl/?

[Typing with claws is hard. D:]

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[donmillefiore.livejournal.com]

I do, believe me. But I just don't trust the outer factors.

[mukurou69.livejournal.com]

[Snarling:] I don't need protection.

[donmillefiore.livejournal.com]

There you go again. Calm down, love. I have no intention of saying you cannot protect yourself.

[mukurou69.livejournal.com]

You do not say it but that is what you are doing.

[Wriggling out of the don's grasp, voice bitter, he places a hand on the door knob again.]

When you can learn to let go, perhaps I will come back.

[donmillefiore.livejournal.com]

You say I do not trust you. Have you ever thought the fact that you are running away is also the same, Mukuro-kun?

[mukurou69.livejournal.com]

...What do you mean?

[donmillefiore.livejournal.com]

You do not trust me.

[mukurou69.livejournal.com]

[...He has no answer to that because it's true.]

[donmillefiore.livejournal.com]

You ask me to trust you but you give me no trust. I think at least we can agree on an equivalent exchange, my love.

[mukurou69.livejournal.com]

You speak as if trust is so easily bartered.

[donmillefiore.livejournal.com]

Is that entirely impossible?

[mukurou69.livejournal.com]

Trust is not given so easily.

[donmillefiore.livejournal.com]

But it can still be built. Gradually.

[mukurou69.livejournal.com]

But not bartered.

[A hand pushes Byakuran away, Mukuro's eyes lowered and looking off to the side. He can't open the door with him being backed up against it like he is right now.]

[donmillefiore.livejournal.com]

...What else can I do?

[Backing Mukuro against the door, he gazes intensely at his lover before leaning in...close enough that he can kiss Mukuro if he wants to but he only stops there.]

[mukurou69.livejournal.com]

You could stop trying to pin me down.

[His back hits the wood and he presses himself against it, trying desperately to stare anywhere but at the don's tempting lips. Which would be a bad idea.]

[donmillefiore.livejournal.com]

[He smirks and kneads Mukuro's lips with his thumb.]

I can let you ride me instead.

[mukurou69.livejournal.com]

[He turns his head away.]

It is not about that any longer.

[donmillefiore.livejournal.com]

... [He keeps looking at Mukuro as he slowly lets go of the other's chin.]

I am not forcing you, love. And I am not talking just about...sex.

[mukurou69.livejournal.com]

Then let me out.

[donmillefiore.livejournal.com]

Kiss me.

[mukurou69.livejournal.com]

[...He comes forward, lips moulding gently with Byakuran's in a sweet kiss. If only he could throw away self-restraint completely.]

[donmillefiore.livejournal.com]

[He kisses Mukuro back just as gently, sneaking an arm around the other. This time, though, he doesn't rush to take control of the kiss but goes instead with the flow, waiting for Mukuro.]

[mukurou69.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't go any further, breaking off not long afterwards and tucking his head into the crook of the don's neck and shoulder. He remains like that for a little while.]

[donmillefiore.livejournal.com]

[He smoothes the back of Mukuro's hair as if to soothe him. He doesn't do anything any further.]