[It's embarrassing how soft Ryou's reactions are, and how he keeps making little noises as they...make out? This is definitely what making out is, plain and simple. It doesn't register in his mind to overthink it, though. He lets Atem settle, shift him, touch him, whatever he wants to do.
Ryou only wishes that he had another arm to explore, because he's too busy curling his clawed fingers against Atem's shoulders to really think about exploring anything else. It's fine, though. He has enough sensory input to deal with kissing Atem back, processing the sensation of large scales slowly shifting over him, almost like he's being engulfed.
When they finally break apart, Ryou's breathing shallowly, one eye opening to look at Atem, and he smiles softly, the tip of one of his incisors poking out slightly because lord help him, he's got some pointy ones.]
You'll get as many opportunities as you like...if you want. I don't mind it if it's you...I could never mind it.
[It's not weird to hear that from a monster who eats people. He also is a monster that eats people now, and even if he wasn't, like. It's Ryou Bakura. He'd probably find that very attractive.
Besides which, if Atem thinks Ryou's bad now, just wait until the naga wears off of him and Ryou starts thinking about trashy vampire novel nonsense.
At any rate, taking advantage of the pause, Ryou finally pulls his arm back, slowly bringing his clawed thumb up to brush against Atem's cheek while the rest of his fingers reach up to bury themselves in his hair. Or...more appropriately, allow his hair to bury itself into Ryou's fingers.]
I'm so glad we're here...
[Not "here" as in a place. Just...here. Finally at the point where this was fine. Where Atem could kiss him silly and make even the tips of his ears darken a shade or two.]
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Ryou only wishes that he had another arm to explore, because he's too busy curling his clawed fingers against Atem's shoulders to really think about exploring anything else. It's fine, though. He has enough sensory input to deal with kissing Atem back, processing the sensation of large scales slowly shifting over him, almost like he's being engulfed.
When they finally break apart, Ryou's breathing shallowly, one eye opening to look at Atem, and he smiles softly, the tip of one of his incisors poking out slightly because lord help him, he's got some pointy ones.]
You'll get as many opportunities as you like...if you want. I don't mind it if it's you...I could never mind it.
[It's not weird to hear that from a monster who eats people. He also is a monster that eats people now, and even if he wasn't, like. It's Ryou Bakura. He'd probably find that very attractive.
Besides which, if Atem thinks Ryou's bad now, just wait until the naga wears off of him and Ryou starts thinking about trashy vampire novel nonsense.
At any rate, taking advantage of the pause, Ryou finally pulls his arm back, slowly bringing his clawed thumb up to brush against Atem's cheek while the rest of his fingers reach up to bury themselves in his hair. Or...more appropriately, allow his hair to bury itself into Ryou's fingers.]
I'm so glad we're here...
[Not "here" as in a place. Just...here. Finally at the point where this was fine. Where Atem could kiss him silly and make even the tips of his ears darken a shade or two.]