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[undyingcrow]

[It's funny how this is how their duel turned out.

Akechi refuses to relent, tongue fighting for dominance, while those clawed gloves tug at Ren's curls.

He needs to breathe, but he's too stubborn to just pull back.]

[wicked_plan]

[And Ren is equally as stubborn, refusing to withdraw even if his lungs are really, really starting to burn. His tongue forces its way into Akechi's mouth, rubbing together with Akechi's own. Teeth clash, biting lips where he can, practically devouring each other.

... Fuck. Fuck, he needs to breathe, his heart stuttering in his chest, getting a little lightheaded. He can't keep this up much longer, but he wants, he won't lose-

-but he's forced to pull away with a gasp, lest he actually commit murder-suicide by kiss. Make-out session? That- it certainly was more intense than just a kiss. He stares down at Akechi, a string of saliva still connected between them, breathing heavily.]

... Wow.

cw for some suggestive description lmao

[undyingcrow]

Checkmate.

[It's breathless, but, oh. He doesn't even try to hide his smirk. Ren pulled back first. Ergo, Ren lost.

Just... damn it. The heat of the kiss, the heat of the moment... One could say it's ignited heat elsewhere, and given how little his outfit leaves to the imagination, there's no doubt Ren has noticed it, too.]

cw suggestive

[wicked_plan]

[Oh, Ren has certainly noticed Akechi's- Goro's? Is he allowed to call him Goro now?- interest. His outfit isn't much of a barrier, between them.

... Then again, he's also, er, interested, to say the least. He shifts his hips a little, not quite embarrassed, but... well.

He lets out a breath of a laugh at Akechi's exclamation, though.]

... You win that one, Crow, [he concedes, once he's regained some breath,] but on the whole, I think I'm the winner.

[He is still pinning Akechi down, after all.]

more suggestive lmao

[undyingcrow]

Oh?

[Damn it. The shifting... He clenches his teeth, trying not to squirm too much, even if a part of him craves it.

Stupid hormones.]

And what exactly do you intend to do with me?

[ooc: And then the thread got saucy enough that it had to be moved elsewhere. Way to go, Joker and Akechi. Very teenager of you.

Consider this a fade to black moment.]