[nope] Killing night 12 - Shuichi

[afailedmurder]

[Akechi is taking Baxter out for one last walk before he holes up, which is to say he's lurking around the infirmary without going in until the raccoons start badgering him. It's only when he catches Shuichi's eye that he tries to act cool and casual about it.]

Good evening, Saihara-kun! I'm not interested in exploring tonight, but if you need an alibi, you can drop by my room.

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[truthstranger]

[aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

His heart feels like it might jump out of his throat. He shouldn’t do this. Or maybe he should?? Should he trust his instincts here? Maybe his instincts have been influenced by reading too much dubious erotica. Can he do this, even if he should?

After a pause, he swallows hard and just speaks up again.]

T-To be honest, I... kind of want to kiss you right now...

[afailedmurder]

All right.

[Dilemma solved! He leans in and plants a light kiss on Shuichi's lips in the awkward manner of one who is only conceptually aware of the process.]

[truthstranger]

[He isn’t expecting that at all, and he straightens like he’s been shocked, face flushing hot. But, after a second, he leans in more, and the hand that isn’t still holding Akechi’s rises to cup his face as he kisses him more firmly.

It is unclear if he’s done this before either, but he at least has a very solid conceptual foundation.]

[afailedmurder]

[Encouraged, and getting more enthusiastic by the second, he kisses a little harder and moves to intertwine the fingers of their clasped hands.]

[truthstranger]

[Good. This is surprisingly good, though maybe a lot of it is how wired with emotions he is and how new and exciting the feeling is. He makes a noise against Akechi's mouth as their fingers slide together, and he slides his hand down to settle at his shoulder.]

[afailedmurder]

[Shit, that's a cute noise. Akechi is needy and greedy and he wants more of that and maybe also more than that. His free hand goes to Shuichi's hip, and he tugs, endeavoring to flop down on the bed and take his new friend with him.]

[truthstranger]

Ah—!

[That's unexpected, again, and he finally breaks the kiss fully as he ends up sprawled sideways onto the bed, but he is also very into that, and his heart is beating in his throat as he unsteadily adjusts himself to a less awkward position, a little closer to Akechi, wide dark eyes looking at him from a few inches away.]

[afailedmurder]

So, you're here for the night. What should we do?

[Reaches over to brush a strand of hair out of Shuichi's face. He's never been this close to anyone before and it is goddamn intoxicating]

[truthstranger]

Um...

[his gaze drops automatically, eyes half-lidded as he stares at a random point on Akechi’s chest]

I... can think of some things. But really... I want to do something you want to do.

[afailedmurder]

I want to be close to you. As close as you'll let me.

[in other words, he has never looked at a porn in his life and has absolutely no idea]

[truthstranger]

W-Well. We can... try some things... then.

[his eyes turn a bit more focused, and he reaches over to vaguely tug at undoing Akechi's shirt, still not entirely certain this is really happening]

[afailedmurder]

I'd like that.

[Good plan, go team. Akechi rapidly moves to assist in shirt removal endeavors by undoing some buttons himself. Maybe a little too rapidly; his fingers will probably bump into Shuichi's when they meet in the middle]

[truthstranger]

[he laughs just a little at that, awkward and breathless, but he gets the last button done. probably he can't actually get any shirts off without shifting more, but with it open he manages to tentatively run a hand up Akechi's bare side and lean in to kiss near his collarbone]