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[ Well he's just chilling in the kitchen with tea and reading a glossy. In particular one about cooking (of course). He's in a nighttime yukata, since its, oh, 10pm or so. ]

[ And predictably, he's never using the actual front door but his own version of a front door.

But this time, he's going to make a show of it: appearing on one knee and offering out his package with one hand. ]

I have done what your highness has asked!

[ It's a plain rubber duck he's picked up. As expected of a duckie: yellow, orange beak, comes with its own squeaker. The chocolate itself is a 25 piece set, fairly decently sized. He did ask for nice ones, after all. ]

[ He offers him a look at the flourish, but it does nothing to hide the pleased pink color his cheeks have obtained. He takes the package, looking at the rubber duck this curiosity, before gazing down at the chocolates. They are nice. ]

[ He reaches out, petting Ron on the top of his head. ] Good work.

[ He does sneak himself a look, just to gauge the effect his sudden appearance had this time. Good. That flush does look nice.

Mentally patting himself on the back. Good choice of words. Looks like his beau rather likes tha--

And then he gets patted on the head before he gets up. Well that was new. Pleasant... but new. There's a grin though as he reached up to card his fingers through his own hair to smooth it back down as he straightened up. That did feel nice. ]

Bit of an odd prayer that, needing a duck. S'that all you needed then?

You can stay for a bit. [ As he casually just bosses him around. He rises, taking the chocolates and ducky with him. ] Just give a moment so I can put these in my room. As for the duck, well...

This particular prayer has been needing my attention for a long time. [ And he headed upstairs. ]

[ Of course, he's up there longer than it should take for someone to just set stuff down. After almost ten minutes, he texts Ronald. ]

Just shadow yourself up here.

[ He's gotten used to the minor bossing around. It's just how they were. In return, he got to rib him every now and then so fair was fair. The text causes a raised brow though ....sure beats walking.

But he does show up as soon as he gets it, appearing from his usual corner. ]

Glad to see there's still enough darkness that I can move about.

[ The room itself is dark, save for one lamp by the bedside. However, a stream of light comes from the bathroom door, which is wide open. ]

[Inside the excessively large garden tub, filled with bubbles and rose petals, is Watanuki, arms hanging off the side of the tub, surrounded by candle light, a box of chocolates, wine and two glasses, and... ]

[ A rubber duck, floating innocently alongside him. ]

[ There's a small smile. ]

...Won't you join me?

[ More than enough darkness, definitely. His eyes don't need time to adjust. Call it the baron's perk. But that curious raised brow is soon accompanied by the tiniest smirk. His hand moves to loosen his own tie as he approaches, not bothering to hide how his eyes are greedily taking in the sight of that beauty and everything else that came with.

There aren't any words as he leans in, fingers tipping the other god's chin up as he brushes their lips together. Mhm. This bit of effort was absolutely appreciated. Encouraged, even. ]

It'd be an honor, sweetheart.

[ When he kissed him, his hands lifted up, pulling the tie off fully, beginning to unbutton his shirt. ]

I thought you'd say that. [ Pink. His face was pink, in an attempt to counter-act the blood pumping fast in his fluttering heart. ]

[ There's a heartbeat's length of hesitation there as his shirt is being worked on. But he steels himself. No. No reason to pull back. He's gone this far. It wasn't like Watanuki would be disgusted by his disfigurement, right?

But he does reach over, stilling the other god's hand once the last button has been undone. His shirt lies open before he draws himself back a moment, slipping off his left sleeve before breathing in once and easing off the right one. His shirt drops to the floor as he glances aside. It's there, bared for him. Something he can't hide.

But he does manage the smallest smile, leaning in again as if to distract Watanuki from his missing arm by pressing another kiss to the corner of his lips and down his jawline. ]

It... doesn't look too bad, does it?

[ It's one thing when it's covered, but a whole new feeling when he finally sees it for himself. His eyes take it in--then the kisses, then the question. His eyes close. ]

I have no idea what you're talking about. I just see the man I... that I want in my life.

Funny...

[ And that smile is met with the smallest smirk as he lets his fingers linger against Watanuki's cheek as he straightens up slightly. ]

Fairly certain I feel the same about you. Beautiful thing like yourself taking the time to work this out...? You're a keeper, you are.

[ He's just going to steal a few more kisses; jawline, under his ear, by the curve of his neck... almost as if to further distract the other god from the fact that he's working on starting to undo his pants. ]

[ he tilts his chin up as Ronald gets to his neck, letting out a faint, pleasured sigh at being kissed there. He can hear the trousers coming off. He knows what's coming. He hadn't thought he'd get this far, really. This would be his first time seeing Ronald naked. Maybe this wasn't as well planned ou as he-- ]

[ He couldn't help but sneak a peek at him. ]

[ He's not even thinking of sex at this point. Given Watanuki's earlier reaction, he knows not to move too fast.

But he does lean in for a deeper kiss as he slips into the water. He allows himself to get submerged to the waist as he moves in closer, steadying himself with his hand on the bottom of the tub by Watanuki's side. But he doesn't stop with that one kiss. Instead, he takes a breath by the curve of his neck before pressing a slow line of warm kisses down his jaw. ]

Wasn't lying when I called you beautiful, mind... you really are.

[ Another kiss to his pulse even as his hand moves closer, his thumb tracing the other god's waist and hip before he slides his arm around him. ]

[ Ron was in the water too fast for him to see anything--probably for the best. His nerves were sorta shot. However, at the faint kisses, he hummed, turning his body towards Ronald's. He tipped his head down to catch Ronald's lips that were languidly running along his jaw, making him breathless. ]

[ They were making out! ]

[ Naked! ]

[ In a tub! With roses and chocolate and wine and-- ]

[ Good thing he was too busy kissing, he might have screamed. ]

[ The kissing is nice, at least. That, coupled with the warmth of the water and the warm light of the candles feels even better. His own eyes are closing so he can focus more on those equally warm kisses. But he knows better than to push too hard despite the fact this round of kissing is a bit more intimate than what they usually got up to.

But he's in the tub, in the water, over his beau and kissing him. Again. And again. Soft little kisses over his lips and his jaw. ]

Ruddy beautiful. Leave me breathless every time.

[ Those words whispered inbetween kisses like barely audible prayers of his own. His fingers move over the other god's hand, idly interlacing them as he tilts his head to press another kiss to the corner of his lips. ]

M'glad you asked me over tonight.

[ Ronald's body against his is an all too pleasant feeling, considering the circumstances: their bodies skin-to-skin, the slick, soapy water, the soft silken petals pushing against him... he felt himself turning pink when he called him beautiful. It always sounded so sincere with him... ]

...I'm glad you came over... [ Even at his stupid, whimsical request. ] Mm--

That feels good... [ He tilts his chin up, wanting attention at his neck. ]

[ After the bowl incident, he was wondering if he'd ever have to take care of any random late night whims. This one was interesting, at least. Easier. Better payoff.

Feeling that slender body pressed against his was... nice. Sure, it wasn't the first time but it was certainly different when he could feel his chest against his beau's own. The water wasn't so hot that he couldn't discern the warmth of the other god's skin after all. His eyes slid to half mast as he moved lower to start to kiss down the curve of his neck, murmuring. ]

How's that...?

Asking... is embarrassing... [ He murmured out, but he hummed when Ronald's lips pressed to his warm skin. He nodded his head a little. ] ...I like it... though... [ His hands slid to run along Ronald's chest. This was so daring of him. He was just asking for so much to happen. Would he be able to keep things under control? Or would it just be a test to see how far they would go...? ]

[ He didn't mind his limits being tested like this. After all, how would he know what they were if they weren't pushed and pulled as taut as possible? But until they were found, he decided it best to just enjoy himself.

He loved the way those fingers crossed his chest, even more the way his skin tasted as he continued to kiss down the other god's neck and throat. His own hand continued it'd slow languid path through the water, fingers tracing Watanuki's thigh as he kept him pinned. ]

Could get used to this...

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