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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.

[Yukito gives a quiet chuckle, running a light fingertip along the top edge of Touya's wing.]

Somehow I got the idea in my head that you might like that.

[And someone is a little put out that Yukito said anything about where he got that idea, so he'll just change the subject quickly.]

When we went over bird's wings in biology I paid a lot of attention, because... well, I was thinking about Yue-san. Ours aren't quite like ordinary bird's wings, but these, here, these smaller feathers here are coverts, and these are secondaries... these are primaries...

[He traces a fingertip over the appropriate feathers as he names them, then carefully slides his fingers through the primaries when he reaches them.]

[And Touya's just barely able to get the mushrooms and onions into the creme stock and covered. Better move away from the stove if Yuki's going to keep preening him like this. He's liable to put his hands on the stove or bite his lip off at this rate. Dinner, focus on dinner, Yuki's hungry.]

Well if anyone should know about feathers, it's you two. [He takes the beef medallions out of the fridge and starts looking for the pan to braise them in.]

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Most of my experience with them is from after I came here, though. I've never actually seen Yue-san's wings, after all...

[One last brush across the feathers and Yukito leaves the wings alone again for the time being, instead peeking over Touya's shoulder to see what he's up to now.]

Is it almost ready?

Ready? [Touya laughs as he puts the prepared seasoned potatoes into the oven and starts on the beef.] We're a ways off, dear, thanks to you fondling my wings. You've got another twenty minutes.

[It turns into about thirty minutes, of course, since Yuki can't stop distracting Touya. But finally both plates are done and set out on the counter.]

[Yukito is entirely innocent when it comes to attempts to distract Touya. Really. But when the food is ready he'll step away with at least some reluctance and admire the finished product.]

It smells wonderful. I suppose this was worth waiting for, hmm?

I hope so, otherwise I'll have gone through sheer torture to get us fed. [He laughs and carries the plates to the table and sets them down. After fetching the matches and lighting the candles on the table, he turns down the lights and pulls out Yuki's chair for him.]

Sir? [He smiles and makes a sweeping gesture to indicate Yuki should sit.]

Why, thank you.

[Yukito takes the offered seat with a quiet laugh, eyes dancing as he surveys the table and settings. It's not so much that Touya made dinner as that he'd made an effort for it to be a special dinner, and all just for him. It makes him feel both happy and humbled at the same time, and incredibly lucky as well.]

I'm glad I have you to share this with, Touya.

I'm glad we have each other today, too. [He sits down next to Yuki, smiling at his reaction to the table. It's nice, knowing that despite not knowing what to do, somehow it all worked out. And of course there's the thing he planned for after dinner, which he did plan.]

[Touya easily cuts a slice of one of his medallions and offers it to Yuki.] And this is the part where you tell me it's delicious and I'm brilliant.

[Yukito accepts the bite and chews thoughtfully, eyes half-closing as he does, considering it like a judge on a tv cooking show. He lets the moment draw out, then looks at Touya again with a bright smile.]

All right, because it is and you definitely are.

[And he'll demonstrate just how much he likes it by finishing off every last bit of food on his plate at a slightly slower pace than normal; he's taking his time to savor it, because the food really is that good and Touya put a lot of work into it just for him so he wants to appreciate it.]

[Amazing. Touya's almost done by the time Yuki finishes--usually he's only about halfway. Maybe he would have been completely done if he hadn't been watching Yuki enjoying his food with a soft, pleased smile. As though nothing in the world could possibly come between him and the happiness he's feeling right now.]

[Once he's had his fill, he stands up and takes Yuki's hand.] Come with me for a minute. I'll take care of the dishes after.

Oh, but... you cooked, so I should clean up. It's only fair.

[And just leaving dirty dishes seems wrong somehow. But despite the protest Yukito rises without hesitating, giving Touya's hand a light squeeze.]

We can do them together, later. Now I have something for you. [He briefly kisses Yuki's forehead before pulling him to the door. After jackets are donned, he takes Yuki around back: there's a ladder against the roof, and someone has installed a small ledge up there for sitting. In Touya's mind, it's as much for him and Yuki to look at the stars as it is for Yue if he ever wanted Touya's company (without the danger of him sliding off the roof). It's cold and a light snow is falling, so Touya figures they won't be up there very long--but he did think to put a blanket up there and another candle, to make the few minutes they have up there a little more bearable.]

You want to go up for a few minutes? I know it's cold and all...

[Yukito glances up and sees the new ledge, recognizing it and realizing that it's a gift for both of them; he can tell Yue realizes it as well from what he can sense of the guardian's reaction, and that only makes him smile all the brighter. He leans against Touya lightly, lifting their joined hands to brush a kiss across Touya's knuckles as the look in his eyes easily conveys just how pleased he is.]

You couldn't keep me from going up there. It must be the best sky-watching spot in the entire village.

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