[ That offhand comment, masked as a throwaway line, was the hardest part for Renji to say. Almost like everything else was building up to it. He knew that's what Keigo needed to hear. That what happened was okay. And it would be okay even if it happened again, because even if Renji's feelings about Keigo fucking him were still sort of a muddle, he was fine with it because it was Keigo and because it... well, it felt really fucking good. But being this forthright with Keigo, even now, was still a struggle. He was too used to his show of self-sufficient posturing and too old to shed it even in these private moments. Another facet of his much vaunted masculinity that had been forced under scrutiny since he'd started this multiversal tour.
It was especially difficult to be so straightforward when it came to the strong feelings he had for Keigo and their in many ways unconventional relationship. Keigo was the expressive one between the two of them anyway, he said and did enough to cover the both of them. But in times like these, Renji tried to pull his weight.
And there wasn't a lot to regret about that little confession he'd let slip though, seeing the way Keigo beamed now after he'd looked so lost and anxious just a while before. He really worried too much about everything.
That didn't mean that Renji couldn't feel the steam coming out of his ears as Keigo piled more and more suggestive language on him, burying him under a deluge of obscene implications. It felt like the flush on his face had spread to cover his whole body, even his hands seemed to radiate heat as they released their hold on Keigo for the first time, jumping as if he'd been scalded. Keigo's hands on his shoulders kept him from leaping too far, though. ]
O-Oi!! What're you talkin' about?! [ His voice had a flustered stammer. An indignant scowl formed on his lips that didn't quite reach eyes. His gaze darted away, from the grin on Keigo's face to the jewel glinting in his hair and then back. ]
You're thinking too hard about this, idiot!!
[ Another way of saying that Keigo's technique was good. That it was all good. That it should be obvious to him that he liked it because Renji was still here. That Keigo was putting way too much thought into this euphemistic aside just to tease him.
Then again, if Keigo wasn't so embarrassingly thoughtful, he wouldn't be the person he'd fallen for. ]
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It was especially difficult to be so straightforward when it came to the strong feelings he had for Keigo and their in many ways unconventional relationship. Keigo was the expressive one between the two of them anyway, he said and did enough to cover the both of them. But in times like these, Renji tried to pull his weight.
And there wasn't a lot to regret about that little confession he'd let slip though, seeing the way Keigo beamed now after he'd looked so lost and anxious just a while before. He really worried too much about everything.
That didn't mean that Renji couldn't feel the steam coming out of his ears as Keigo piled more and more suggestive language on him, burying him under a deluge of obscene implications. It felt like the flush on his face had spread to cover his whole body, even his hands seemed to radiate heat as they released their hold on Keigo for the first time, jumping as if he'd been scalded. Keigo's hands on his shoulders kept him from leaping too far, though. ]
O-Oi!! What're you talkin' about?! [ His voice had a flustered stammer. An indignant scowl formed on his lips that didn't quite reach eyes. His gaze darted away, from the grin on Keigo's face to the jewel glinting in his hair and then back. ]
You're thinking too hard about this, idiot!!
[ Another way of saying that Keigo's technique was good. That it was all good. That it should be obvious to him that he liked it because Renji was still here. That Keigo was putting way too much thought into this euphemistic aside just to tease him.
Then again, if Keigo wasn't so embarrassingly thoughtful, he wouldn't be the person he'd fallen for. ]