[Akira is delightfully happy to topple back into bed, fully tangled with Minato as they swap heated kiss, fingers carding through Minato's hair with each one]
[he certainly isn't stopping the kissing, but he does pause between each one to respond--]
With that tiny protest noted, Minato is not going to argue with the kisses any more at all. Only smooching now. Only smooch. Endless kissing, Minato slipping his fingers beneath Akira's shirt to trail lines along his skin.
[. . . at least until Akira regains his senses enough to realize that while making out like this is fun, there is a way to make things even better, so. . . eventually, he draws away from those tantalizing kisses, red-cheeked and rumpled as he flashes Minato a cheeky smile]
Mmm. Wait here, okay?
[it's extremely difficult for him to pull away completely, but it's for! the greater good!! right??? don't mind him as he rolls off the mattress and pads his way to the closet where his nurse outfit is located]
[well. Minato will get quite the show, because Akira's closet is like. . . right next to the bed. so as he opens it to pull the nurse's outfit off of its hangars, he also just kind of]
[casually and purposefully tugs his shirt off over his head, giving Minato a great view of his bared back muscles]
[a playful hum buzzes on Akira's lips as he slowly, painstakingly, and very pointedly strips out of his pants next. i hate to say it and Minato already knows it but he has a nice ass]
[he will also take his dear time in plucking the nurse's outfit from its hangar, giving Minato more time to. . . admire. . . god i hate this]
[ you picked this boy to play, these are your choices.
I'm sure I don't have to say it, but Minato is watching with complete focus, scarcely daring to breathe as he takes in this gift Akira is giving him, all of Akira's curves and muscle and everything that makes him so goddamn attractive to Minato. ]
[so stripteasing is a thing, but is dress. . . teasing. . . also a thing?? because Akira is not SEXILY (note: it's probably on only sexy to Minato and Akira in the moment) pulling on a skirt and I guess that's part of the show too??]
[ANYWAY, AKIRA PULLS THE SKIRT ON. . . and make sure it rests nice and tightly against his curves before he goes for the shirt next. it's harder to sexily pull on a shirt, but whatever, he manages, somehow]
[and then he turns to face Minato, posing STRIKINGLY with one hand resting against the closet frame]
[a breathless laugh, but he crosses the room in an instant, immediately crawling across the bed to stretch himself across Minato as he catches that tantalizing mouth in yet another heated kiss]
[it's pure instinct the way Akira melts into Minato in return, a shiver coursing down his spine as that hand trails up his thigh and underneath this skirt. please note he isn't wearing any underwater because why would he. why!!]
[they are back to making out, with Akira equally as eager and inviting as Minato as he steals every kiss and touch and drinks in every inch of Minato he can]
[ I'm gonna be real, between the fact that they've been making out for quite awhile, this is practically a booty call, and Akira's not wearing an underwear (but he is wearing a skirt)...
This isn't going to stay very safe for very long.
By which I mean it won't take Minato long to slide his hand up that skirt properly, even as he returns each and every one of Akira's kisses fiercely, which means it's probably ftb time. ]
[THIS IS 100% A BOOTY CALL, DON'T DENY IT MINATO!! but yeah, things don't stay safe for work between them very long at all. and while this encounter is certainly not as ~perfect~ as the dream was, it doesn't have to be to leave Akira satisfied! and perhaps a bit. . . starstruck. . . because exploring kinks is actually kind of nice and makes the experience a lot more fun?? TIPS FOR DATING LIFE]
[so anyway, I hope Minato is pleased with himself when all is said and done, because Akira's just kind of sprawled out across the bed, arms splayed out on either side of him, as he stares at the ceiling with the vaguely distant expression of someone who has yet to truly come back to earth. also I'm sure he is no longer wearing the nurse outfit]
[and after a few moments of pointed silence, he lets out a heavy breath]
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And when he pulls away, it's to quirk an eyebrow. ]
So we explored one of my kinks in the dream, so shouldn't we be doing that for one of yours this time around?
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Doesn't count. Besides, I kinda like being dangerous.
[AND THEN KISSES MINATO AGAIN]
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[ well, he was about to ask for more elaboration but
that kiss is quite nice and honestly deserves a lot more of his attention. ]
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[badum tish]
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but now here they are, toppling into bed and making out some more instead.
And, between kisses: ]
You... promised me a nurse outfit...
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[Akira is delightfully happy to topple back into bed, fully tangled with Minato as they swap heated kiss, fingers carding through Minato's hair with each one]
[he certainly isn't stopping the kissing, but he does pause between each one to respond--]
Give me-- just a sec--
[HE'LL GET UP TO CHANGE IN A BIT]
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With that tiny protest noted, Minato is not going to argue with the kisses any more at all. Only smooching now. Only smooch. Endless kissing, Minato slipping his fingers beneath Akira's shirt to trail lines along his skin.
They're so bad. ]
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[. . . at least until Akira regains his senses enough to realize that while making out like this is fun, there is a way to make things even better, so. . . eventually, he draws away from those tantalizing kisses, red-cheeked and rumpled as he flashes Minato a cheeky smile]
Mmm. Wait here, okay?
[it's extremely difficult for him to pull away completely, but it's for! the greater good!! right??? don't mind him as he rolls off the mattress and pads his way to the closet where his nurse outfit is located]
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Phew... phew!!
He misses the feeling of Akira's lips on his already, but--it'll be worth it, he thinks. So he props himself up on an elbow to watch. ]
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[casually and purposefully tugs his shirt off over his head, giving Minato a great view of his bared back muscles]
[THIS IS MAKING OUT AND A SHOW, IT SEEMS]
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So.
Akira has him right where he wants him. ]
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[he will also take his dear time in plucking the nurse's outfit from its hangar, giving Minato more time to. . . admire. . . god i hate this]
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I'm sure I don't have to say it, but Minato is watching with complete focus, scarcely daring to breathe as he takes in this gift Akira is giving him, all of Akira's curves and muscle and everything that makes him so goddamn attractive to Minato. ]
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God!! His boyfriend!!! He's so lucky!!! ]
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[ANYWAY, AKIRA PULLS THE SKIRT ON. . . and make sure it rests nice and tightly against his curves before he goes for the shirt next. it's harder to sexily pull on a shirt, but whatever, he manages, somehow]
[and then he turns to face Minato, posing STRIKINGLY with one hand resting against the closet frame]
Sssssso. . .?
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Minato's quiet for a long moment, trying so hard to find the words, to catch his breath enough that he can speak.
And when he finally does, it's just to offer up a hoarse: ]
Wow. You... look amazing.
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Thanks. It's just a little thing I pulled together last minute.
[HE IS. . . SO PLEASED RIGHT NOW]
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Come closer please. You're way too far away right now.
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And, of course, melting immediately into that searing kiss, pliant and wanting and entirely open to Akira. ]
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[they are back to making out, with Akira equally as eager and inviting as Minato as he steals every kiss and touch and drinks in every inch of Minato he can]
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This isn't going to stay very safe for very long.
By which I mean it won't take Minato long to slide his hand up that skirt properly, even as he returns each and every one of Akira's kisses fiercely, which means it's probably ftb time. ]
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[so anyway, I hope Minato is pleased with himself when all is said and done, because Akira's just kind of sprawled out across the bed, arms splayed out on either side of him, as he stares at the ceiling with the vaguely distant expression of someone who has yet to truly come back to earth. also I'm sure he is no longer wearing the nurse outfit]
[and after a few moments of pointed silence, he lets out a heavy breath]
. . .
Yeah. Okay.
[AKIRA. . .]
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