heart it races. [tristan]

love, taito

off to the lovenest~

tristan could hardly believe what kirby had said.  he'd never been called "fine" to his face before, even though he'd seen it in the comments section on a few of his videos.  the tone that the boy used, though, was just playful and sultry enough to almost make him crack into laughter.  instead, though, his lips pursed, turning downward a little as his eyes glittered with amusement as he tried holding back from dying laughing in the carriage.  what a strange term to use, and even stranger now that he knew how it sounded.

but then kirby's next move shocked the crow.  he had only been teasing--he didn't mean for the boy to actually go through with the idea.  but it made his soul flutter gently when he kissed him knowing fully well that they were about to be in plain view of the next people to get on the ride.  not only that, but this was a small town with many people that would see the both of them again and again, probably every day.  how bold this cute little dove was.

the crow melted into the kiss easily, letting himself be overtaken by the giddiness washing over the other.  teeth, lips, and tongue worked at his own lips, and they fell easily to the playful student, mimicking his actions without holding back until the boy broke away.  he was, again, surprised by just how long the other let the kiss last, and his not-so-heartfelt apology only made it more amusing.

a grin plastered itself over his face as he dropped the sunglasses back over his eyes, letting the boy take his hand before leading them off of the ride and into the crowd.  the crow couldn't wipe the smile from his face, and honestly, he didn't want to.  it had been a while since he'd enjoyed himself this much, and it was all thanks to this young boy bursting with vitality.  maybe he could let himself stay quite a while to enjoy kirby's youthfulness until one grew tired of the other.  if that ever happened.

"if i knew i would be going on a date today, i would have dressed more appropriately," tristan teased, glancing at the other.  "but it looks like someone managed to catch me off-guard today."

love, taito

huehue <3

the crow smirked at the comment and squeezed the boy's hand a bit tighter, thoroughly pleased with his responses.  At the very least, tristan would try to keep this one as close to him as possible.  he honestly did enjoy being in the boy's presence, and he absolutely radiated youthfulness and positive energy, especially when his cheeks warmed with that pleasant color.  he wanted to pull the boy close again and pepper his reddened cheeks with the sweetest kisses and taste his soul again and again, but that would have to wait.  once they were alone with no burning eyes watching their every movement, tristan could have his way with the other.  which way exactly, he hadn't figured out yet, but from the direction the day was turning, a specific act kept coming to mind.

"if you'll have me, my little dove," he purred, quickly bringing the boy's hand to his lips and nipping at his tanned knuckle playfully.  he was quite enamored with the other, but if he let that thought slip, he was certain to get himself even more in trouble.  he wanted to try and string this along for as much as the other would allow without giving their relationship a name, after all.  he wouldn't even let himself think of a title--for now, they were kirby and tristan, human and crow.  they'd just happened to have made out more than a few times, and the poor crow nearly allowed himself to ravish the other both times they had met.  perhaps tonight would be the perfect time to let that side of him out... but, again, he needed to try and keep himself together.  for now, at least.

"how far away do you live?" he asked, dropping their hands back to their original position, still clasped with one another.

he wasn't concerned with who was watching them or for what reason--interest, disgust, or anything else that may have gone through their minds--but, rather, with trying to compose himself.  this sweet little human had so easily fell into his lap (and sat on it as well), and tristan was unsure of how they would end up playing out.  normally, his one-night stands were just that.  but he felt a definite interest in this boy.  he didn't want their unnamed relationship to end so soon... after all, one couldn't keep another close by abandoning them.  whatever transpired tonight, though, would definitely be a stepping stone for the two of them, and tristan would just need to take each stone in stride.

love, taito

second thread done

the crow was... frightened, somehow, and he didn't realize it until now.  there was something telling him that he should probably break this off here and turn the other way, walk towards his own apartment.  something.  yet that something wasn't strong enough to make him give in.  it wasn't that he was afraid of the smaller boy grasping so tenderly at his hand.  he wasn't fearful of being attacked, either--he could very easily defend kirby against almost anything that came at them.

he supposed, then, that he was afraid of himself.

he loved humans.  even though he took the appearance of one and spoke with them and even made entertaining videos to post on the Internet and was paid to do so because so many people enjoyed him, too, he still felt like he would never belong.  why this was coming now, he had no idea, but there was a longing tug in his chest whenever he glanced down at the boy.  something said that he was going to hurt him.  the way he spoke, that bright adorableness in his eyes and cheeks... he always hurt everyone around him, so why would he think this boy was safe, too?  normally, he would simply shrug off the feeling and set those ideas aside to deal with later, but these were difficult.  he very much enjoyed kirby, and vice-versa.  or, at least, he said.  but even before he knew how he would hurt him, he was already feeling a deep regret.

knowing that it wasn't safe to sigh in case the other heard, he instead gave a quiet laugh, trying to qualm the fear.  thankfully the sunglasses hid the self-doubt in his eyes so the other couldn't see, and he stroked his own thumb against the back of the boy's hand to try and pull that happy energy out and add it to himself.  slowly, slowly to began working, and he felt a calmness wash over him again.

"let's," he responded simply, offering a genuinely happy smile towards kirby.  however he would destroy this boy, he hoped desperately that he could be forgiven.  his senses were hardly ever wrong, and if he'd gotten this strong of a feeling after only two meetings... well, he wasn't sure if he could forgive himself afterwards.