complexing | [APPOINTMENT POST] suit and tie

[Yukito laughs, taking that as confirmation enough. It's reassuring, at least, to see Touya acting more like himself again, even if it's at the cost of his face.]

I've missed a lot of your cooking while I was gone, too.

Is that a hint for me to start heating some leftovers? [He smiles slightly and pulls a little more. Personally, Touya doesn't want to move and he has a feeling Yuki doesn't want to either. But he also doesn't want to get in the way of Yuki and food. That's just asking for extremely sad faces.]

Maybe not quite yet.

[Yukito wrinkles his nose a little at the continued face-pulling, but he doesn't show any inclination to move at all. He's quite happy where he is for the moment, having also missed this during the time he was gone.]

I didn't think so. [Touya finally lets go of Yuki's face and resettles, pushing himself up over Yuki. After smirking slightly, he dips down and puts a kiss on Yuki's lips.]

I thought... maybe we could take a few minutes for ourselves.

I think I can wait that long, then.

[He gives another quiet laugh, lifting a hand to rest against the back of Touya's neck and encourage him to stay close enough to steal another kiss.]

A few minutes? Two or three? Maybe more? [He obliges Yuki with another kiss, and then another. ...and another. And then he's running a hand over Yuki's hair and getting a little more serious with his kissing.]

[Even if he had been hungry, by this point Yukito would have forgotten it entirely. To him it feels like the world around them has faded away in favor of this moment, and all he can think about was the warmth of Touya's presence, the feel of his lips and the scent of his skin, and the shiver he can't help at the brush of fingers across his hair.]

Forever. As long as you're there.

Forever's a long time. [He nuzzles Yuki's cheek while they're on a breathing-break.] I don't know if I can keep this up forever. How about we take a few breaks occasionally. For food? And maybe a bath?

I suppose that would be all right...

[Yukito laughs quietly, sounding just a touch breathless as he does.]

As long as the breaks don't take too long.

[Touya laughs softly.] I'll hurry if you will. [And he starts working on making Yuki a little more breathless.]

[Aaaaand after a considerable amount of time, though not quite forever, the rumble of Yukito's stomach becomes a bit more insistent. He gives a soft, slightly embarrassed laugh and brushes a fingertip across the ridge of Touya's wing.]

Maybe it's time for one of those breaks.

[And a lovely, considerable amount of time it is. Touya is very clearly pleased with how this has all panned out--he's flushed and feels a little like he's glowing. This was one of the better parts of having their own place, Touya decided. And after they ate, well... they'd probably just go right back to what they'd been doing. It had been a while.]

And your stomach makes the call yet again. [Touya smiles--his happy aura is too extensive to be actually upset that Yuki has to pause to eat something.] You've got a choice you know. Lamb stew, lasagna, cucumber soup, or baked salmon.

[It definitely had been a while, and this makes for a good way to push away what he remembers of his time with the Malnosso, as well. Yukito is content and more than content and right now... well, good food only makes things better.]

Hmm, all of it?

I thought so. [He kisses Yuki on the cheek and rolls over, heading for the kitchen and the refrigerator.]

[Yukito is right behind him, sliding his hand into Touya's with a sidelong grin. Maybe they're taking a break for lunch, but that doesn't mean he wants to get too far away.]

You do know me pretty well by now, after all.

It's why I didn't put anything into the freezer. [And why a lot of the stuff he made... kind of spoiled. He didn't freeze anything, hoping that Yuki would suddenly come back and be hungry.]

[He squeezes Yuki's hand as they make their way into the kitchen. Touya even pulls out the various containers one-handed. Living alone with Yuki was great, they could hold hands in the kitchen.]

[They certainly can. Although this puts Yukito in mind of the event back in February and certain behaviors they engaged in then... and with a mischievous little grin he reaches over with his free hand and gently slides his fingers through the feathers of Touya's closest wing.]

[Yuki's lucky Touya bought such good containers--because he drops one the second he feels fingers running through his wings. Both startled and pleased by the action, he blushes and picks up the dropped tupperware with the salmon in it.]

Unfair, getting me when I'm trying to feed you.

Oh, are there rules now?

[Yukito laughs softly, brushing his fingers across the tips of the feathers teasingly.]

The food wasn't hurt at all.

Yeah, you just made every nerve in my body jump. That should be against some rule somewhere. [He frowns, wing flicking slightly against Yuki's fingers in reaction to the brush.]

Unless I'm allowed to attack your wings whenever I like too.

Did I? Hmm.

[Yukito leans against the counter with a thoughtful expression, not-so-coincidentally angled so that he's facing with his wings away from Touya.]

Was it a good thing or a bad thing?

[He sees what you did there, Yuki. Well, he can't stay safe forever. There was always when Yuki was getting seconds. Or when he was asleep. Or when he was brushing his teeth in the morning...]

...no comment. [Obviously Touya can't admit that he liked it. If Yuki knew that, there would be more. A lot more. And Touya wouldn't be responsible for his actions if he was completely overwhelmed by preening.]

Oh, no? Nothing at all?

[Yukito grins ever so innocently, folding his arms across his chest as though to prove that he's going to let Touya make food in peace.]

You had to have some kind of opinion. And I wouldn't want to do something that upset you....

[Touya empties the leftovers onto a couple plates and turns on the oven. Once he's done that, he turns to Yuki with a flat look on his face.]

Look at me. Do I look upset? Maybe upset that you can push my buttons so easily. [He muttered, frowning--it looked more like a pout, though.]

[Yukito takes a step closer, unfolding his arms and lifting one hand to touch Touya's cheek.]

I've known you for a while, you know.

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