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For me? [Touya smiles and wraps an arm around Yuki's waist after taking the box from him. He doesn't open it just yet though, he wants another kiss or... three.]

I can't wait to see what's inside. [Clearly he can wait, though, seeing as he's taking his sweet time putting kisses on Yuki's temple, ear and cheek. At this rate Yuki's never going to step away from the doorway.]

Mm, are you sure?

[The words are half a laugh, an attempt to cover for the light shiver at the brush of lips against his skin. Yukito reaches up his now-freed hand to rest against Touya's cheek, with gentle pressure encouraging him to stay still as Yukito reaches up to steal a kiss of his own, though this one is almost teasingly short, and his voice amused as he adds another comment.]

You have to open the box to see what's inside, you know....

Do I? [He chuckles as he chases after the teasing kiss. Touya plants another firm one on Yuki, then draws back. ...but not before dropping the hand he has around Yuki's waist to give him a pinch somewhere lower.]

Guess you're right~ [He grins and moves out of the entryway so he can open the box.] Mm, they look delicious, Yuki. You decorated all of these by hand, right?

[Yukito jumps a little at the pinch, giving a startled laugh and a mock-chiding look Touya's direction. He's quick to shed his coat and shoes before moving over to Touya's side, leaning against him with chin on his shoulder as he also looks down at the box.]

I wanted them to be special... just for you.

I love them. [He nuzzles Yuki, taking in the scent of his hair before putting another kiss on his head.] They're so beautiful, each one--just like you.

[A faint flush creeps across Yukito's cheeks at that, accompanying the pleased but still slightly shy smile that's half-hidden against Touya's shoulder. He shifts a hand to brush against the feathers of one of Touya's wings, fingertips running lightly along the smaller feathers closer to the top edge.]

It's our first Valentine's together, but I hope you can forgive me for being gone during the first part of it.

Oh, never. [Touya smirks against Yuki's hair. The touches on his wings are nice, too, all things considered. A lot of nerves to love, there. The fact that it's Yuki is a big bonus. Yuki's attentions just feed whatever fire's lit in him. Suddenly, he's kind of glad he made his plans around staying in.]

But maybe I'll forgive you if you'll stay in with me tonight. I have something planned.

Oh, will you?

[Yukito laughs quietly, his fingers tracing the curve of the wing down to where it joins Touya's shoulder. The feathers are softer there, and Yukito carefully traces the outline of one, idly fascinated by the contrast between it and the skin just next to it.

He's half-distracted by Touya's closeness as well, acutely aware of his warmth, his scent, the feel of his chest rising and falling with each breath; somehow it seems even more real than usual, dizzyingly, breathtakingly so. It takes him a second to find the thread of the conversation again, but he covers the lapse with another laugh, voice taking on a teasing air.]

Well, I suppose I could. I admit I'm curious about this mysterious plan of yours.

Oh you suppose, do you? [Touya grins and reaches backwards to clasp the hand that isn't holding the box behind Yuki, holding the other young man to his back. Not firmly, but as firm as one can get holding someone backwards with one arm.]

Well you know, if you leave the house, I'll just have to follow you to your other boyfriend's place. Whisk you away in front of him. Maybe in a bunny costume.

Hmm, well, if it would get you to wear the bunny costume again....

[His tone is so absolutely innocent that it should be warning enough, and a moment later his hand shifts down toward the ticklish spot at Touya's side.]

On second thought, though, it sounds like too much work. I'll just stay here.

[alskdjfd NOT THE TICKLISH SPOT. Touya squirms and lets go of Yuki, clasping the box with both hands so he doesn't drop it. It's a close call, though. Entirely Yuki's fault.]

Tickling without warning is dangerous, you know. And it also invokes retaliation. [He smirks over his shoulder as he walks to set the chocolates down on the table, next to the roses. Then he turns around.] But for now--I thought since it was cold I would make us some soup. Mushrooms okay?

[He had every confidence that Touya would be able to manage without dropping the box. Not worried. (Okay, maybe a tiny bit, but it turned out okay in the end.)

Yukito just grins and follows along after Touya, pausing to admire the roses before being distracted by mention of food.]

Of course! Anything you'd like to make is good, though soup does sound nice.

I thought it might be good, given how cold it is. Sanji loaned me some of his recipes, so I picked this one. I thought it would go well with some braised beef and a light horseradish sauce? With some potatoes?

[He's planned the meal at least. The rest of it he's kind of... making up as he goes.] Will that be enough to sate your stomach for the evening, or do I need to add a second dessert?

I think that sounds wonderful.

[Yukito reaches out to take Touya's hand in his, lacing their fingers together as he smiles.]

I'm certain I'll be happy with whatever and however much there is.

You're too good for me. [He steps in towards Yuki, squeezing his hand a little and leaning down for another kiss. ...which does take longer than a short peck would. Touya just can't keep his lips off of Yuki for longer than two minutes.]

[Which, if they keep at this pace, will land them with no dinner for hours. Touya pushes some of Yuki's hair behind his ear, admiring his boyfriend.] If I don't stop this, there won't be much at all for you to eat.

Hm, I don't think that's possible.

[Yukito quirks a grin and reaches up to meet the kiss as it comes, one hand closing in the fabric of Touya's shirt and encouraging him to get even closer still. Somehow he doesn't mind the distraction, even if it's coming at the cost of a delay in his next meal. Some things are just more important, really.]

[He shivers lightly at the touch against his hair, goosebumps prickling along his arms and wings twitching a little in reaction.]

I suppose I could go into the other room while you cook, if it would make things easier... though that sounds a little lonely for both of us.

No, don't go. [He says it in a mock-whine, playfully. The thought of Yuki seriously leaving him now is far from his mind, things are going so well. Though while he doesn't want to spend another second of their first Valentine's Day apart, he's just being mock-clingy at the moment.]

Here--[He turns around and pulls Yuki's arms around his waist.] I think I can cook like this. What do you think?

[To tell the truth, Yukito doesn't really want to go anywhere despite the suggestion, and if he can stay close without distracting Touya from his cooking then he can certainly deal with it. He gives a quiet chuckle and leans in to brush a kiss against the nape of Touya's neck.]

I think I can manage, somehow.

[A chill ripples up Touya's back at the feeling of a kiss on the back of his neck. Next would be his wings, he'd be willing to bet. Why had he thought putting Yuki back there would be a relatively safe decision as far as not breaking his concentration went?]

You'll manage to distract me somehow. [He chuckles and moves them over to the fridge, where he pulls out the various ingredients he was able to prepare ahead of time.]

[It's a pretty safe bet to make, given that Yukito finds them fascinating and for some reason never really got close enough to look at them before... plus, a tiny voice in the back of his mind is suggesting that Touya might not mind having his wings preened.]

Hmm, that sounds almost like a challenge.

[It's half a laugh, half serious, but at least Yukito waits until Touya isn't holding anything potentially drop-able before he starts idly brushing his fingertips along the smooth feathers of one wing.]

Mm, you'd take anything as a challenge if it meant you could tease me. [He grins and closes his eyes. It feels like Yuki's stroking his hair, almost. It's a loving gesture, so it feels nice--soothing. After some difficulty and concentration, he moves the wing so Yuki has a better angle at it while he starts sauteing the mushrooms.]

Who, me?

[His attempt at injured innocence is rather marred by the faint giggle, though. Yukito is somewhat amused by Touya's silent approval of the attention to his wing and just continues stroking the feathers, pausing for a moment to gently reposition one that was a little out of place. It distracts him from his rumbling stomach, at least.]

[Woah.]

[Yuki's fingers working at the feather sends stronger, pleasured shivers down his back. He hadn't been expecting that at all. But he supposes there are so many nerves in his wings, that getting at what's under his feathers is just electrifying.]

[Coincidentally, it also makes him cook faster.]

Where did you learn that?

[Yukito smiles a little to himself, shifting a bit so he can attend to the other wing as well.]

Hmm, learn what?

[Learn how to turn him on like that? He shouldn't say that, though. It might make Yuki uncomfortable.]

How to give such amazing wing massages? You should do that every morning, they always feel stiff in the morning.

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