Anyways, it helps him ignore the real reasons why. They were sincere but misled. In his loneliness he'd latched onto Tokiomi, the one person who managed to impress him, and never let go. In his mind Tokiomi became every good -- his absence, every wrong. His presence could fix every ill, his guidance could keep Gil sane. Though truly in love, he clung too hard and wished for too much.
[That's just fine. So long as it isn't that impersonal, mocking kiss from before, he'll be content. So long as he can feel affection in it, it's worth kissing back and putting his arms around Gil's neck.]
[Perfect, he thinks. Feeling Tokiomi close, wanting to be close, and not caring whose feelings are in control feels like the first breath of cold, clear air after holding your breath for too long.
And, well. It's always better when someone's touching him, when someone wants him. It's not that he's desperate like before. Just affirmation of his greatness. Nothing more[
[It's strange. This body's never been in this position. He's never pressed himself against someone. He's never held on tight, or thought about the difference in warmth between the places where his fingers touch skin and where they clothing. For this Tokiomi, it's completely new and frightening -- but it's something the other Tokiomi knew, briefly and with hurried hunger, and those distant echoes are enough to "remind" him how to move.]
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[congratulations, you've won a pinched nose]
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[He's not apt to stop the teasing.
Anyways, it helps him ignore the real reasons why. They were sincere but misled. In his loneliness he'd latched onto Tokiomi, the one person who managed to impress him, and never let go. In his mind Tokiomi became every good -- his absence, every wrong. His presence could fix every ill, his guidance could keep Gil sane. Though truly in love, he clung too hard and wished for too much.
Not this time around, though.]
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[PIIINCHES but he can't help smiling anyway]
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[enough, in fact, to flop over completely inelegantly and smile at Gil as if he's the greatest thing in all the world]
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[Yeah, he's pretty great. He knows.
Now, Gil thinks, is the right time to lean in and press a kiss to Tokiomi's lips. They're smiling and welcome and he's missed this chance for so long.
Gilgamesh doesn't do gentility as a rule, but his kiss is far kinder now]
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And, well. It's always better when someone's touching him, when someone wants him. It's not that he's desperate like before. Just affirmation of his greatness. Nothing more[
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We have class today, you know...
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[He shrugs - Gil doesn't pay attention to these sorts of things]
...some number of days. Or something. Tomorrow can be one of them, if you must.
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[He presses another kisses to Tokiomi's jawline - to make his point and sweeten the deal]
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[He's making a show of over-considering, even as he returns that gesture and brushes his fingertips across Gil's temple.]
You make a tempting offer, but I fear your motivation is entirely in your own nether regions.