[ ... Well, maybe... eventually, he will ask about that.
For now, he's distracted; his breath outright catches when he feels those arms around him, and he tenses up just a little from... surprise, mostly. Surprise and maybe a tiny bit of conflict. He doesn't... want this, but only because this is making it that much harder to... hold back. There's a snarl in the back of his mind, demanding to know what in the hell Akira's even thinking, but then there's a thought arguing that he initiated it. Another argues that he's stupid if he thinks he can convince himself that he doesn't want this so bad that it hurts.
And that's the the point during which he's slowly wrapping his arms around the opposite form, angry tears filling his eyes even more. An even angrier sob breaks out as his fingers curl into Akira's back, his voice a pained, raspy whisper. ]
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For now, he's distracted; his breath outright catches when he feels those arms around him, and he tenses up just a little from... surprise, mostly. Surprise and maybe a tiny bit of conflict. He doesn't... want this, but only because this is making it that much harder to... hold back. There's a snarl in the back of his mind, demanding to know what in the hell Akira's even thinking, but then there's a thought arguing that he initiated it. Another argues that he's stupid if he thinks he can convince himself that he doesn't want this so bad that it hurts.
And that's the the point during which he's slowly wrapping his arms around the opposite form, angry tears filling his eyes even more. An even angrier sob breaks out as his fingers curl into Akira's back, his voice a pained, raspy whisper. ]
You really are an idiot...