"Well then. Shall we indulge, or would you prefer a more... private location?" There's a playful lilt to his voice. It's up to Ren to decipher what he means.
Akechi seizes Ren's hand in a vice, scooping up the flowers and chocolates in the other. "I'll make this a night neither one of us will soon forget..."
He tries not to run, tries not to rush, but there's an undeniable hunger to his words for more than just chocolate.
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Akechi stares at the carnage they've created. Tiny scraps, so small and difficult to pick at with their chopsticks.
"I suppose we've no choice but to call this a draw."
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... ah, well. He had fun.
"Guess so," he says, smiling a little, "it's fine. I'm full anyway."
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It'd be a shame for his handiwork to go to waste.
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"Oh, don't worry," he hums, "I can always fit desert."
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"Mhm... I've had my fun here, but perhaps..." he leans a little closer, "I wouldn't mind being fed chocolates by you in private."
Oh, but it's not just the chocolates he's talking about, is he?
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There may still be a chance for him to pull the rug from beneath Ren's feet. He will come out on top.
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And then, he leans back, getting up and holding his hand out for Goro to take with an award-winning smile.
"We shall."
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He tries not to run, tries not to rush, but there's an undeniable hunger to his words for more than just chocolate.
How thrilling.