[ Inigo knows that the party isn't everything to his birthday. After all, he did ask Tidus for one other thing. Surely the other guy still remembers too, right?
Even though it means waiting until the party is over. Inigo even stays with Tidus afterwards to sort out the whole leftover food situation, but once they're finally truly done, Inigo figures he ought to speak up.
Even though he feels so nervous about it. Is it weird? They already discussed it before, so.. probably not, right? Then why does he still feel so nervous?!
His throat feels so dry, but Inigo opens his mouth anyway, forcing out the words before he has the chance to get so insecure about them that he can't say anything anymore. ]
I, uh.. I can still.. have my other present, right?
[ They won't have the room much longer, but turn off the projector, clear it up and return it the way it was, and it's nice. A shame for the cost and hassle it is to get to use it, and until their time runs out - or until Tidus and Inigo get bored - Tidus is happy to lean back and man spread on the couch, letting the music still play some tune apparently similar to Inigo's world.
Relaxed, until the words that come out of Inigo's mouth, and Tidus brings up his leaned head to look at the other guy, mouth opening, closing. ]
U-uh... sure, [ finally comes out, Tidus wishing the other guy could have been more...what about it? Sexy?? More proactive?? Despite the way he shuffles himself to sit up some proper, hands at either side. ]
[ What, Tidus, you want them to do it here? And then get booted out halfway through because the time has run out and then lay there naked in the middle of the hall? Not exactly the most sexy way for all this to go down.
Then again, this in general is already most likely not the most sexy way it could go down, as awkward as the two of them are about it right now. Inigo's face is definitely growing more red as he looks over at Tidus, for one. ]
I just.. I wanted to make sure you still wanted to. [ Not that Tidus has indicated he doesn't want to in any way, really. It's just Inigo's usual insecurities coming out to play, needing to confirm this sort of thing, make absolutely sure.
But at least he does offer up something in return, no matter how flustered he sounds as he says it: ] I've been really looking forward to it..
[ ...is he disappointed they won't be doing it in here? There's no relief anyway, and his mind at least doesn't linger on it - mostly for the embarrassing way that Inigo continues to talk about it. I've been looking forward to it, with a face that'd melt butter if it got too close.
But, that doesn't mean it's truly gone from his mind. Tidus doesn't know what to say to that confession, but he looks over to the glass walls, the doors, gets up with an obvious look about him like he's doing something. Getting ready to leave? As he walks over that way, stops where the curtain shows through into the hallway... and draws it over, from wall to over the doors.
He turns back around, looking at Inigo with some hesitance of his own, but settling his gaze on him. ]
You know... you could've asked me in a sexier way. [ Not that he's going for any coy or smooth tones right now, out of his element, but Tidus slowly approaches Inigo, hands coming to loosely rest on his arms. Voice kept low, private. ] You know... like with some kissing. Messing around.
[ It's like his breath suddenly feels like it's caught right inside of his throat now Tidus is this close to him and talking that way. ]
Y-- You mean you wanted me to kiss you right away? Or-- [ Inigo starts off, with truly the dorkiest, clumsiest tone ever, but at least he seems to realise that said words are so not making any of this sexier, and he promptly shuts up to avoid himself from rambling on and making it worse.
Maybe he shouldn't use words. Not right away, anyway, since apparently they're not helping.
So instead his hands reach up, first landing on Tidus's cheeks and then sliding slightly further along his head, far enough so Inigo can quickly draw that face closer to his own, his mouth pressed against Tidus's own. ]
[ It's a nervous thrill, this situation. Uncertainty and hesitation mingling with what's to happen, to come, though Tidus wasn't lying that the way the topic was brought up was...kinda unsexy. But the hands that settle on his face, then round the back of his head to pull him into Inigo's lips -
He wouldn't have need to be led, but Tidus lets himself be, mouth ready to meet with Inigo's; his hands having already dropped and found rest on Inigo's hips, but then brushing up his sides and coming to rest behind his shoulder blades. Keeping there as they kiss, staying as soft or chaste as Inigo likes; but Tidus isn't one to not get daring soon enough with his lips catching one of Inigo's between his own, tugging, playing around.
[ It is a little chaste at first, the inital few moments. Especially with the way Inigo's heart still steadily thumps inside of his chest like this - still a little unsure, unsteady.
But the moment he feels Tidus starting to play with his lip, Inigo goes right along it, helping to deepen the kiss, sighing a bit into Tidus's mouth.
His hands remain on Tidus's face, but after a little bit they move, leaving the skin there. Instead they travel lower until they reach the belt that's holding Tidus's tunic together. It seems at first like he's about to try and open it, but instead his hands just linger on the belt itself, almost as if thinking, waiting. (Teasing?)
Inigo pulls his mouth slightly back, just enough to speak. ]
.. I guess it would be hard to stop now, huh..
[ Look, he can't walk all the way over to their room while turned on. There's no way. He's too obvious. ]
[ It might be a bit more obvious about Inigo once they get rid of a few of these layers. The suggestion of where Inigo's hands are perking Tidus's interest (in a few ways), though he indulges in that kiss while it lasts, until the mouth moves inches away.
He thinks Inigo must mean just because they've started something, doesn't have it in him to disagree. But then Tidus remembers a banter not too long ago, lets his lips linger near the side of Inigo's mouth with his head bowed near his. ]
I thought you said you're a guy with restraint, [ he speaks lowly, a sly hint to the remark. Hands sliding back down to sit on his waist. ] Did that change?
[ And to think Tidus was the one complaining about things not being sexy.
Because bringing this up is just about the least sexy thing the other could do at a moment like this, and Inigo seriously has to hold himself back to keep himself from starting to groan and whine all over again. Is this the moment to make fun of him, when all he wants to do is just keep kissing Tidus?
If there's any restraint he's showing right now, it's the restraint he needs to keep himself from having a whining fit. ]
I have plenty of restraint. [ He instead answers, his voice steady, filled with purpose. ] I'm just choosing to not use it right now.
[ His hands don't move, still resting on that belt. ]
[ It's unusual for Inigo to not take the bait, and here with them like this, Inigo's hands staying where they are - Tidus finds his teasing has backfired, where he's the one with a fluster, mostly in his throat. Inigo's serious, and Tidus didn't doubt it, but this... ]
...Then do what you want, [ he says, giving a permission that doesn't miss the weight of, and where it'll lead. Planting a kiss on Inigo's lips after it, waiting for that belt to be removed; so he can take them, his hands on Inigo to guide him and the both of them back over to that couch he came from.
Pushing off the jacket he's been wearing once sliding out the clips and discarding it on the floor, the buttons of his black shirt left.
But Tidus goes back for Inigo's mouth as his hands are less impatient - less willing to think and hesitate - about the belt of Inigo's own outfit trapping his own vest in place. ]
[ Honestly, it's mostly the outward reaction that Inigo manages to surpress. It does absolutely nothing about the rapid beating of his heart or the nerves in his stomach as he moves right along over to the couch. A voice in the back of his head does ask him if he's really going to do this here of all places, but--
Well, it's a little too late to back out now, isn't it.
Instead he just fully allows Tidus to work on Inigo's own belt, helping the other by shrugging the vest off his shoulders once the belt is undone, shifting his arms until it's slid down across them, discarded somewhere on the floor behind him.
He doesn't bother to look behind at it. Instead his hands move to start undoing the buttons on Tidus's shirt. His everything races with adrenaline at the action, but Tidus was giving him the okay, right? 'Do what you want', he said.
And this is what Inigo wants. He wants to see Tidus's chest again. No matter what he said about restraint back where while they were bickering, there's nothing that quite fills Inigo's chest right up with excitement and awe and impatience as the sight of Tidus's body--
Even though the fact that he's very busy kissing Tidus right now, rather than actually looking at the buttons, means that he's having a very hard and clumsy time with actually getting more open after he's managed to loosen the first. U-Ugh, wait, he can do this..! ]
[ The fumbling doesn't bother - or more accurately, register to - Tidus. Desperate little kisses distracting and taking his attention, and he doesn't realise himself what a not good job Inigo is actually doing about getting him undressed.
But that's alright. A chuckle bubbles up in his throat as he pulls back, a hand on Inigo's arm, a quiet 'wait' to put a pause to what they're doing so Tidus can glance back and take a seat; his grip on Inigo tugging him, a 'come here' to make Inigo follow.
To get him on top of his lap, eyes looking into his with a soft cheekiness. ]
It'll be easier like this.
[ Will it? Debatable, but Tidus is giving Inigo the time to get to his buttons without distracting him with kisses, rubbing at the side of his thigh as he feels his own breath in his lungs as hands move down him just in view.
Because it makes a few things easier as he sits down on Tidus's lap, his legs straddling the other guy's. Yes, it is easier to undo the buttons when he can actually look at them instead of having to blindly fumble and hope that he's getting them undone.
But at the same time it's so much harder to undo the buttons because it's incredibly difficult to focus in this position, sitting here on Tidus's lap like this when he knows what's about to follow.
Inigo is trying so hard though. The small, focused frown on his face as he intensely looks at the buttons as he undoes them one by one is almost adorable in its sincerity. ]
.. you looked so good in those clothes today. [ He finally says after a concentrated moment of silence, shifting a bit on Tidus's lap as he's opening lower and lower buttons. ] I mean, you always look attractive, but..
[ For a moment his voice trails off, but then Inigo lets out a huff of breath and continues. ]
You really looked like you were from my world. Like a handsome knight.
[ He is still very much looking at the buttons, rather than Tidus's eyes. ]
[ Tidus feels that shift of Inigo's weight on his lap, the time ticking by the seconds as they're sat there, where they're sat, everything that's to come. Inigo not the only one to recognise his heart beating in his chest, anticipation another layer over his skin.
That he's doing this with Inigo, with a guy. He never really thought he'd do this, not after being with Yuna, but... ]
I do? [ He asks quietly, sheepishly; a shy note sticking to him at this stage, in his gaze that doesn't mind lifting to Inigo's face, but looks down at the shirt still on Inigo. But he doesn't want his hands to get in the way with what's already happening. ]
Are we two knights sneaking away to get up to no good in a castle? [ This is what this feels like - sneaking around, with only the curtains to give them privacy from passing eyes. ] Or is this a knight and a prince?
[ In this fantasy? What barely constitutes as a fantasy, even. ]
One of them's getting seduced.
[ And who is it? The one leading the other astray... ]
[ Technically it would be a knight and a prince, huh. Inigo is well aware of that, though it's been a long time since he's been super aware of his status, considering how long ago it stopped mattering completely.
(Though there's something to it, isn't there? Tidus being his handsome personal knight, this sort of thing having to remain a secret, sneaking in time with each other wherever they can find a moment by themselves--) ]
Who is it?
[ Inigo asks at that last part, still working on the buttons.
He leans his face in closer for a moment, pressing a kiss to Tidus's lips before moving on to the last two buttons that are still closed. ]
I feel like it's both of us.
[ Because Inigo was seduced enough by everything about Tidus's nature to want this in the first place - and Tidus was the one who's letting him. ]
[ This might as well be a story, like the ones that Tidus bought for Inigo. Two guys getting up to things they don't really quite understand, tugged by threads of lust. Is it the same for Inigo? Or just Tidus, playing it like he knows what he's doing.
He's pretty sure he's the one getting seduced more, here.
But he doesn't answer, the moment that Inigo is done, Tidus doesn't bother with removing the shirt first but at bringing his mouth to Inigo's neck; pushing aside his high collar just by the way he trails the kisses, sucking on the skin between the adam's apple, as close to the collar bone as he can get before clothing gets truly in the way.
He pulls himself in by the hand that wraps around Inigo's back, but his other hand tugging at the bottom of the shirt. A point of interest that takes over Tidus more as he loses any further skin he can get to with the shirt still on. So hands tug more, coming from both sides, no pesky buttons to deal with unlike his own. A suggestion for them both to get this off, and once they do, he'll even bother to slip his arms out from his own shirt, the sleeves dropping and only staying by where he doesn't bother to unpin it from his back and the couch.
Because instead, he can put his arms back around Inigo, bring his lips back to his chest.
Now with an answer, before he plants the kisses to skin: ]
I think it's the prince seducing his knight to get up to trouble.
[ Is it a roleplay they need? But with how knightly Inigo thought he looked, he lets it out, keeps it up just for him. ]
To his own surprise too, actually, because Inigo's cheeks turn very red the moment right after, where he seems to realise that just happened too. He didn't think he needed the roleplay - he's way into Tidus as-is, after all, and has been for the longest time now - but something about it apparently is very appealing to some part of his brain.
Or maybe it's just the combination of it all. Maybe it's sitting on Tidus's lap, the other saying that, the fact that their shirts are (half) off now, the lips on his chest.
It's such a turn on. Everything here is, to a point where it almost feels overwhelming.
Inigo has to resist the urge to shyly cover up his face. It's difficult, but apparently possible, since his hands are moving down rather than up. Down towards Tidus's now bare stomach, training along his abs, before moving up towards his pecs.
And trying really, really hard to not get too distracted by the attention his own shoulders and chest are getting. ]
You already get up to enough trouble without me having to do a thing.. [ His words are a little mumbled. It's in that way that it becomes the most obvious just how flustered and turned on he is right now. ]
[ That gasp isn't a sound that gets muffled by the activity Tidus is occupying himself with, the dip of a tongue end to lightly flick at the protruding collarbone. It colours Tidus's ears, or at least it feels that way by the heat that rushes there and elsewhere - far lower, deep in his belly.
He doesn't know why - is he that good? Did he kiss a sensitive part? Maybe it was in pain?
But Inigo continues to reciprocate, the hands searching their way up his body. Tidus leans back to let them get where they plan to, bringing them both into a clearer view of one another. He doesn't shy away from eyes, but his gaze does keep low on Inigo's chest, hands finding their way back onto thighs to rub the sides of.
And his own legs inch outward, to make them spread with them. ]
Is that really true? [ His hands run up, thumbs coming closer up Inigo's inner thigh. ] You were the one asking for this... you said you've been looking forward to this for ages.
[ It's said breathily, and surprisingly honest. Perhaps it's the vulnerable position that pulls the words from his mouth before he even realises he's spoken them out loud. His legs being spread, Tidus's hand getting so dangerously close, even if it's still on top of his pants.
Maybe it's since he feels so nervous - though not necessarily in a bad way - about continuing to look Tidus in the eyes, but he leans in closer to this time be the one to kiss the side of Tidus's neck, before sliding lower to plant one on his collar bone as well. His look is a tad more shy when he pulls back, spotting Tidus's gaze again. ]
But.. I mean, is there anyone who wouldn't look forward to doing this with you..? You're gorgeous, Tidus. [ Look, they might bicker like dumb idiots about 90% of the time. But that doesn't mean Inigo can't at the same time acknowledge that Tidus is the hottest beach hunk Inigo has ever laid his eyes upon. ]
Unless it is, and his inexperience with any of this is what's catching him off-guard, but the praise warms him in an embarrassing way, any gaze that had been on Inigo's dropping away shyly, the teasing massage of his thumbs pausing with the tiny sound of mirth that leaves his mouth. ]
You make it sound like people are throwing themselves at me. [ ...which isn't exactly a negative that it isn't happening, but he wouldn't say he gets to feel attractive often. Apart from words from Inigo here and there.
But he makes that sound again, awkwardly as he assures: ] But I'm not complaining. Train's not the greatest place to be making a good impression or anything. ...well, 'cept the people actually marrying. But most of them already knew each other...?
...uh, sorry. Getting sidetracked.
[ sorry bro
now we're the unsexy one mumbling while you're trying to sweetly kiss all on him. ]
[ He feels like people would be throwing themselves at Tidus though. Maybe it's different here on the train, but.. Tidus was famous back home, right? A sports star, even if Inigo has a very rough time trying to wrap his head around the concept. But it must mean a lot of people saw him at work. And with Tidus being the way he is - why wouldn't people like him? He's so attractive in every possible way, from his looks to his heart.
Even when he's mumbling in the most unsexy way.
(Or maybe that's just because Inigo is just too weak to him.) ]
I wanted to throw myself at you.
[ Another surprisingly honest and forthcoming admission, but if he doesn't say it in this moment, then when would he? ]
But I thought-- I knew it'd be weird. I'm still kind of surprised you agreed to do this with me at all, you know.. [ His hands move up, brushing through Tidus's hair, just a tad unsteady. Inigo forces himself to actually look at the other guy's face though. ] But I'm-- That's why I'm extra excited.
It might be a lot to admit, I wanted to throw myself at you, but - maybe that's just how people are. People they'd be happy to get it on with, and hasn't there been some nice looking people he's thought similarly about?
...no, it is kind of a lot to still hear and process, though he keeps it down well as Inigo continues, looks at the other guy as he does him. Helps that Inigo's just mimicking him after all, though he doesn't lose that shy quirk in his smile. ]
Well- you're not the only guy with a libido. [ No, he knows that isn't what Inigo means, but isn't that what it comes down to? It doesn't erase how strange and new this is, but at the same time... ] You have to tell me if anything feels wrong though. Okay? If it doesn't work out - we can still do it later. And do other stuff tonight.
[ His hands find temporary rest relaxed around Inigo's waist, for as long as this pause lasts. Glad in a way for this moment of them being them, than anything else. ]
Nothing feels wrong right now. [ He leans in a little as he says it, as if to emphasize the point.
And he knows it isn't quite the point Tidus was trying to make, that it was probably about something feeling wrong later in this process, but he already wants to confirm that right now, this is exactly what he wanted. There's not a single part of him that's rejecting anything about this right now.
He leans back again after saying it, his gaze shyly dropping for a moment before looking back at the other's face. ]
.. though I think you might need to help me out of these pants.
[ Not that Inigo needs Tidus's help with that. Technically. But isn't this whole process much more fun and exciting when they're doing it together? ]
[ They're so goofy. There's a mood lost from before, a mood that's likely to return, but right now might be shining through the two of them as they are: ridiculous, clumsy - as a pair of good friends.
Nothing about Tidus ever feels confident, but when Inigo remarks on his pants, and he slides his hands around to their rim: ]
You just like having my hands on you.
[ It's teasing, dumb sounding to say (what kind of friend cares about that?), but Tidus doesn't move his hands anywhere but to the buttons and strings that fasten them together, tugging at them after as he takes a noticeable glance down. ]
Not big on underwear, are you? [ Heeehh. He pushes his hand down between his legs, able to do nothing really but fumble with his touches as he inches out his own legs again, as if trying to slowly shuffle them as wide as he can get- ] What if I just messed with you like this?
[ Guilty as charged. Inigo can't even deny it. After all, why would he seek out all that constant physical contact if he didn't like having people's hands on him? And Tidus's hands, especially -- and in this situation, especially.
Though even if he did have some sort of protest to that, there's no way he would have been able to get it out at what follows. It's not even the remark about (the lack of) underwear - that's normal where he comes from, after all - as much as it's the latter statement that slowly gets his cheeks to glow more and more. ]
H-Hey.
[ It's not an upset protest in any way. It's not even dramatically upset. No, Inigo just looks flustered in the face of that comment and his legs being drawn further apart. Just shy.
(Just a tad turned on.) ]
Y.. You wouldn't, right? Aren't we going to do this properly..?
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Even though it means waiting until the party is over. Inigo even stays with Tidus afterwards to sort out the whole leftover food situation, but once they're finally truly done, Inigo figures he ought to speak up.
Even though he feels so nervous about it. Is it weird? They already discussed it before, so.. probably not, right? Then why does he still feel so nervous?!
His throat feels so dry, but Inigo opens his mouth anyway, forcing out the words before he has the chance to get so insecure about them that he can't say anything anymore. ]
I, uh.. I can still.. have my other present, right?
nsfw = no sex for wuu
Relaxed, until the words that come out of Inigo's mouth, and Tidus brings up his leaned head to look at the other guy, mouth opening, closing. ]
U-uh... sure, [ finally comes out, Tidus wishing the other guy could have been more...what about it? Sexy?? More proactive?? Despite the way he shuffles himself to sit up some proper, hands at either side. ]
Like...when we get back to the room?
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[ What, Tidus, you want them to do it here? And then get booted out halfway through because the time has run out and then lay there naked in the middle of the hall? Not exactly the most sexy way for all this to go down.
Then again, this in general is already most likely not the most sexy way it could go down, as awkward as the two of them are about it right now. Inigo's face is definitely growing more red as he looks over at Tidus, for one. ]
I just.. I wanted to make sure you still wanted to. [ Not that Tidus has indicated he doesn't want to in any way, really. It's just Inigo's usual insecurities coming out to play, needing to confirm this sort of thing, make absolutely sure.
But at least he does offer up something in return, no matter how flustered he sounds as he says it: ] I've been really looking forward to it..
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But, that doesn't mean it's truly gone from his mind. Tidus doesn't know what to say to that confession, but he looks over to the glass walls, the doors, gets up with an obvious look about him like he's doing something. Getting ready to leave? As he walks over that way, stops where the curtain shows through into the hallway... and draws it over, from wall to over the doors.
He turns back around, looking at Inigo with some hesitance of his own, but settling his gaze on him. ]
You know... you could've asked me in a sexier way. [ Not that he's going for any coy or smooth tones right now, out of his element, but Tidus slowly approaches Inigo, hands coming to loosely rest on his arms. Voice kept low, private. ] You know... like with some kissing. Messing around.
uh oh that means i can't tag it tomorrow
Y-- You mean you wanted me to kiss you right away? Or-- [ Inigo starts off, with truly the dorkiest, clumsiest tone ever, but at least he seems to realise that said words are so not making any of this sexier, and he promptly shuts up to avoid himself from rambling on and making it worse.
Maybe he shouldn't use words. Not right away, anyway, since apparently they're not helping.
So instead his hands reach up, first landing on Tidus's cheeks and then sliding slightly further along his head, far enough so Inigo can quickly draw that face closer to his own, his mouth pressed against Tidus's own. ]
it's ok as long as we keep the sin at bay
He wouldn't have need to be led, but Tidus lets himself be, mouth ready to meet with Inigo's; his hands having already dropped and found rest on Inigo's hips, but then brushing up his sides and coming to rest behind his shoulder blades. Keeping there as they kiss, staying as soft or chaste as Inigo likes; but Tidus isn't one to not get daring soon enough with his lips catching one of Inigo's between his own, tugging, playing around.
Setting that mood he was talking about. ]
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But the moment he feels Tidus starting to play with his lip, Inigo goes right along it, helping to deepen the kiss, sighing a bit into Tidus's mouth.
His hands remain on Tidus's face, but after a little bit they move, leaving the skin there. Instead they travel lower until they reach the belt that's holding Tidus's tunic together. It seems at first like he's about to try and open it, but instead his hands just linger on the belt itself, almost as if thinking, waiting. (Teasing?)
Inigo pulls his mouth slightly back, just enough to speak. ]
.. I guess it would be hard to stop now, huh..
[ Look, he can't walk all the way over to their room while turned on. There's no way. He's too obvious. ]
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He thinks Inigo must mean just because they've started something, doesn't have it in him to disagree. But then Tidus remembers a banter not too long ago, lets his lips linger near the side of Inigo's mouth with his head bowed near his. ]
I thought you said you're a guy with restraint, [ he speaks lowly, a sly hint to the remark. Hands sliding back down to sit on his waist. ] Did that change?
[ Is he doing this right now
yes he is ]
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Because bringing this up is just about the least sexy thing the other could do at a moment like this, and Inigo seriously has to hold himself back to keep himself from starting to groan and whine all over again. Is this the moment to make fun of him, when all he wants to do is just keep kissing Tidus?
If there's any restraint he's showing right now, it's the restraint he needs to keep himself from having a whining fit. ]
I have plenty of restraint. [ He instead answers, his voice steady, filled with purpose. ] I'm just choosing to not use it right now.
[ His hands don't move, still resting on that belt. ]
I know what I want.
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...Then do what you want, [ he says, giving a permission that doesn't miss the weight of, and where it'll lead. Planting a kiss on Inigo's lips after it, waiting for that belt to be removed; so he can take them, his hands on Inigo to guide him and the both of them back over to that couch he came from.
Pushing off the jacket he's been wearing once sliding out the clips and discarding it on the floor, the buttons of his black shirt left.
But Tidus goes back for Inigo's mouth as his hands are less impatient - less willing to think and hesitate - about the belt of Inigo's own outfit trapping his own vest in place. ]
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Well, it's a little too late to back out now, isn't it.
Instead he just fully allows Tidus to work on Inigo's own belt, helping the other by shrugging the vest off his shoulders once the belt is undone, shifting his arms until it's slid down across them, discarded somewhere on the floor behind him.
He doesn't bother to look behind at it. Instead his hands move to start undoing the buttons on Tidus's shirt. His everything races with adrenaline at the action, but Tidus was giving him the okay, right? 'Do what you want', he said.
And this is what Inigo wants. He wants to see Tidus's chest again. No matter what he said about restraint back where while they were bickering, there's nothing that quite fills Inigo's chest right up with excitement and awe and impatience as the sight of Tidus's body--
Even though the fact that he's very busy kissing Tidus right now, rather than actually looking at the buttons, means that he's having a very hard and clumsy time with actually getting more open after he's managed to loosen the first. U-Ugh, wait, he can do this..! ]
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But that's alright. A chuckle bubbles up in his throat as he pulls back, a hand on Inigo's arm, a quiet 'wait' to put a pause to what they're doing so Tidus can glance back and take a seat; his grip on Inigo tugging him, a 'come here' to make Inigo follow.
To get him on top of his lap, eyes looking into his with a soft cheekiness. ]
It'll be easier like this.
[ Will it? Debatable, but Tidus is giving Inigo the time to get to his buttons without distracting him with kisses, rubbing at the side of his thigh as he feels his own breath in his lungs as hands move down him just in view.
There's certainly some colour to his face. ]
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Because it makes a few things easier as he sits down on Tidus's lap, his legs straddling the other guy's. Yes, it is easier to undo the buttons when he can actually look at them instead of having to blindly fumble and hope that he's getting them undone.
But at the same time it's so much harder to undo the buttons because it's incredibly difficult to focus in this position, sitting here on Tidus's lap like this when he knows what's about to follow.
Inigo is trying so hard though. The small, focused frown on his face as he intensely looks at the buttons as he undoes them one by one is almost adorable in its sincerity. ]
.. you looked so good in those clothes today. [ He finally says after a concentrated moment of silence, shifting a bit on Tidus's lap as he's opening lower and lower buttons. ] I mean, you always look attractive, but..
[ For a moment his voice trails off, but then Inigo lets out a huff of breath and continues. ]
You really looked like you were from my world. Like a handsome knight.
[ He is still very much looking at the buttons, rather than Tidus's eyes. ]
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That he's doing this with Inigo, with a guy. He never really thought he'd do this, not after being with Yuna, but... ]
I do? [ He asks quietly, sheepishly; a shy note sticking to him at this stage, in his gaze that doesn't mind lifting to Inigo's face, but looks down at the shirt still on Inigo. But he doesn't want his hands to get in the way with what's already happening. ]
Are we two knights sneaking away to get up to no good in a castle? [ This is what this feels like - sneaking around, with only the curtains to give them privacy from passing eyes. ] Or is this a knight and a prince?
[ In this fantasy? What barely constitutes as a fantasy, even. ]
One of them's getting seduced.
[ And who is it? The one leading the other astray... ]
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(Though there's something to it, isn't there? Tidus being his handsome personal knight, this sort of thing having to remain a secret, sneaking in time with each other wherever they can find a moment by themselves--) ]
Who is it?
[ Inigo asks at that last part, still working on the buttons.
He leans his face in closer for a moment, pressing a kiss to Tidus's lips before moving on to the last two buttons that are still closed. ]
I feel like it's both of us.
[ Because Inigo was seduced enough by everything about Tidus's nature to want this in the first place - and Tidus was the one who's letting him. ]
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He's pretty sure he's the one getting seduced more, here.
But he doesn't answer, the moment that Inigo is done, Tidus doesn't bother with removing the shirt first but at bringing his mouth to Inigo's neck; pushing aside his high collar just by the way he trails the kisses, sucking on the skin between the adam's apple, as close to the collar bone as he can get before clothing gets truly in the way.
He pulls himself in by the hand that wraps around Inigo's back, but his other hand tugging at the bottom of the shirt. A point of interest that takes over Tidus more as he loses any further skin he can get to with the shirt still on. So hands tug more, coming from both sides, no pesky buttons to deal with unlike his own. A suggestion for them both to get this off, and once they do, he'll even bother to slip his arms out from his own shirt, the sleeves dropping and only staying by where he doesn't bother to unpin it from his back and the couch.
Because instead, he can put his arms back around Inigo, bring his lips back to his chest.
Now with an answer, before he plants the kisses to skin: ]
I think it's the prince seducing his knight to get up to trouble.
[ Is it a roleplay they need? But with how knightly Inigo thought he looked, he lets it out, keeps it up just for him. ]
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To his own surprise too, actually, because Inigo's cheeks turn very red the moment right after, where he seems to realise that just happened too. He didn't think he needed the roleplay - he's way into Tidus as-is, after all, and has been for the longest time now - but something about it apparently is very appealing to some part of his brain.
Or maybe it's just the combination of it all. Maybe it's sitting on Tidus's lap, the other saying that, the fact that their shirts are (half) off now, the lips on his chest.
It's such a turn on. Everything here is, to a point where it almost feels overwhelming.
Inigo has to resist the urge to shyly cover up his face. It's difficult, but apparently possible, since his hands are moving down rather than up. Down towards Tidus's now bare stomach, training along his abs, before moving up towards his pecs.
And trying really, really hard to not get too distracted by the attention his own shoulders and chest are getting. ]
You already get up to enough trouble without me having to do a thing.. [ His words are a little mumbled. It's in that way that it becomes the most obvious just how flustered and turned on he is right now. ]
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He doesn't know why - is he that good? Did he kiss a sensitive part? Maybe it was in pain?
But Inigo continues to reciprocate, the hands searching their way up his body. Tidus leans back to let them get where they plan to, bringing them both into a clearer view of one another. He doesn't shy away from eyes, but his gaze does keep low on Inigo's chest, hands finding their way back onto thighs to rub the sides of.
And his own legs inch outward, to make them spread with them. ]
Is that really true? [ His hands run up, thumbs coming closer up Inigo's inner thigh. ] You were the one asking for this... you said you've been looking forward to this for ages.
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[ It's said breathily, and surprisingly honest. Perhaps it's the vulnerable position that pulls the words from his mouth before he even realises he's spoken them out loud. His legs being spread, Tidus's hand getting so dangerously close, even if it's still on top of his pants.
Maybe it's since he feels so nervous - though not necessarily in a bad way - about continuing to look Tidus in the eyes, but he leans in closer to this time be the one to kiss the side of Tidus's neck, before sliding lower to plant one on his collar bone as well. His look is a tad more shy when he pulls back, spotting Tidus's gaze again. ]
But.. I mean, is there anyone who wouldn't look forward to doing this with you..? You're gorgeous, Tidus. [ Look, they might bicker like dumb idiots about 90% of the time. But that doesn't mean Inigo can't at the same time acknowledge that Tidus is the hottest beach hunk Inigo has ever laid his eyes upon. ]
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Unless it is, and his inexperience with any of this is what's catching him off-guard, but the praise warms him in an embarrassing way, any gaze that had been on Inigo's dropping away shyly, the teasing massage of his thumbs pausing with the tiny sound of mirth that leaves his mouth. ]
You make it sound like people are throwing themselves at me. [ ...which isn't exactly a negative that it isn't happening, but he wouldn't say he gets to feel attractive often. Apart from words from Inigo here and there.
But he makes that sound again, awkwardly as he assures: ] But I'm not complaining. Train's not the greatest place to be making a good impression or anything. ...well, 'cept the people actually marrying. But most of them already knew each other...?
...uh, sorry. Getting sidetracked.
[ sorry bro
now we're the unsexy one mumbling while you're trying to sweetly kiss all on him. ]
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Even when he's mumbling in the most unsexy way.
(Or maybe that's just because Inigo is just too weak to him.) ]
I wanted to throw myself at you.
[ Another surprisingly honest and forthcoming admission, but if he doesn't say it in this moment, then when would he? ]
But I thought-- I knew it'd be weird. I'm still kind of surprised you agreed to do this with me at all, you know.. [ His hands move up, brushing through Tidus's hair, just a tad unsteady. Inigo forces himself to actually look at the other guy's face though. ] But I'm-- That's why I'm extra excited.
[ Look, he'll get back to the action in a moment.
The sap is just too strong within this boy. ]
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It might be a lot to admit, I wanted to throw myself at you, but - maybe that's just how people are. People they'd be happy to get it on with, and hasn't there been some nice looking people he's thought similarly about?
...no, it is kind of a lot to still hear and process, though he keeps it down well as Inigo continues, looks at the other guy as he does him. Helps that Inigo's just mimicking him after all, though he doesn't lose that shy quirk in his smile. ]
Well- you're not the only guy with a libido. [ No, he knows that isn't what Inigo means, but isn't that what it comes down to? It doesn't erase how strange and new this is, but at the same time... ] You have to tell me if anything feels wrong though. Okay? If it doesn't work out - we can still do it later. And do other stuff tonight.
[ His hands find temporary rest relaxed around Inigo's waist, for as long as this pause lasts. Glad in a way for this moment of them being them, than anything else. ]
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And he knows it isn't quite the point Tidus was trying to make, that it was probably about something feeling wrong later in this process, but he already wants to confirm that right now, this is exactly what he wanted. There's not a single part of him that's rejecting anything about this right now.
He leans back again after saying it, his gaze shyly dropping for a moment before looking back at the other's face. ]
.. though I think you might need to help me out of these pants.
[ Not that Inigo needs Tidus's help with that. Technically. But isn't this whole process much more fun and exciting when they're doing it together? ]
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Nothing about Tidus ever feels confident, but when Inigo remarks on his pants, and he slides his hands around to their rim: ]
You just like having my hands on you.
[ It's teasing, dumb sounding to say (what kind of friend cares about that?), but Tidus doesn't move his hands anywhere but to the buttons and strings that fasten them together, tugging at them after as he takes a noticeable glance down. ]
Not big on underwear, are you? [ Heeehh. He pushes his hand down between his legs, able to do nothing really but fumble with his touches as he inches out his own legs again, as if trying to slowly shuffle them as wide as he can get- ] What if I just messed with you like this?
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Though even if he did have some sort of protest to that, there's no way he would have been able to get it out at what follows. It's not even the remark about (the lack of) underwear - that's normal where he comes from, after all - as much as it's the latter statement that slowly gets his cheeks to glow more and more. ]
H-Hey.
[ It's not an upset protest in any way. It's not even dramatically upset. No, Inigo just looks flustered in the face of that comment and his legs being drawn further apart. Just shy.
(Just a tad turned on.) ]
Y.. You wouldn't, right? Aren't we going to do this properly..?
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