一期一会 » MEETING ONCE IN A LIFETIME

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He didn't stay in the nexus after the encounter left him all tense and anxious, two sensations he'd pretty much been hoping to avoid for at least a little while longer while he got things back to normal. He didn't even bother finishing the rest of his errands; there was no time for that.

Instead, he goes straight back home. The second he sets foot in the house, he senses around for Harvestman's presence, hoping like hell that he won't have to track him down anywhere else.

"John?"

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Oh, sure, easy for him when Arashi is the one who ends up on his back -- then again, Arashi just grins against his lips and enthusiastically returns the kiss. So it's not as though he really cares all that much.

[fuckvampires]

"Fuck the bears," he mutters between sharp, quick kisses along Arashi's jawline. "I'll do you right here and now."

There's some hesitation between the next kiss. "If you want."

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Arashi pointedly drops his hands to the waistband of Harvestman's jeans, tracing it around to the front, and he grins again, turning into Harvestman's throat with a hungry kiss there.

"Yeah. I think I do." The next kiss is a very human, but very deliberate bite. "But if I get any splinters, I may just bite you for real."

[fuckvampires]

His reward is a deep moan followed by a breathless laugh. Harvestman slides both hands up Arashi's shirt, but doesn't try to get it off. There was something that unsettled him about getting bare-ass naked out here, even though he'd stripped naked for less than that anywhere in a city.

It wasn't bears, okay, it was just a sense of openness that got him. Really.

"Is that a threat or a promise?"

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"Just don't give me any goddamn splinters," Arashi says, half-muffled by Harvestman's neck and then his mouth as the kissing is instigated once again. With great enthusiasm. Those bears are in for a show, if he has anything to say about it.