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That's good to know.

[ The purring is a good sign, too. Noé allows himself to listen to it as he rinses the soap off of Vanitas' hair, touch gentle up until he's finished. He sets the shower head back into place and reaches for the body wash. ]

That wasn't so bad, right?

Hmm... I suppose not.

[Says the guy who's still purring up a storm as he very cat-like runs a hand over his ears, smoothing the fur out on them as his tail sways happily.]

It helps that you aren't being overly aggressive about this.

Good. I thought about it for a second, I won't lie.

[ Just so Vanitas would TAKE A SHOWER!! But thankfully, things didn't have to get that far, so he contently starts lathering a cloth in soap so he can start scrubbing down his partner.

He steals a glance of Vanitas' tail, though, and the cute way he smooths out his ears... ]

Hey, Vani... I think you're the cuter cat between the two of us.

You would've gotten your ass beat.

[Or at least kicked and whapped with angry fists. Not that Vanitas would be able to overpower Noé any, but it's the thought that counts. Though with the way he goes and says that, Vanitas has to hastily scrub at his face, trying to hide the heat welling up in his cheeks.]

Tch... You would. I still say that's you.

I have no doubt I would've.

[ He says with a little laugh, not because he doesn't think Vanitas is strong, but because he's cute when he's flustered and indignant. He sees that blush creeping onto his lover's cheeks and he reaches for Vanitas' hands. He won't try to move them away, but he will give them a reassuring squeeze. ]

Maybe, but your tail and ears are so expressive...

Tch. Brat.

[Even flustered as he is, he can't help welcoming Noé's touch when it comes, returning the squeeze of his hands with one of his own as he gradually lowers them into order to huff directly at his lover. He seems to be trying to puff up and appear more impressive than he actually is, fur bristling slightly yet weighed down by the moisture.]

Damn things just like to betray me... [Sulking slightly, both sets of feline features droop momentarily, though he recovers quickly enough.] Yours are too, you know.

Eh? Are they? [ He says while his ears start flicking again... ] I guess I haven't noticed, but I don't mind.

[ Unlike a certain someone!! He sees those ears droop, and even though he's recovered, Noé leans in to press a gentle kiss to each of his ears. ]

It's alright. Your secrets are safe with me, as are your feelings.

Hmph! You're so easygoing.

[It's both infuriating and endearing, but the latter wins out overall, leading to him blushing at the soft kisses granted to him. Hands wander down to Noé's hips, where he can't help teasingly pinching him.]

...good. I don't want the whole world to know what I'm feeling at any given moment.

[ He lets out a little indignant noise at getting his hips pinched and huffs at his lover. ]

I know you don't...that's why I'll protect your privacy.

[ In retaliation, he reaches up and gives Vanitas' cheeks a little tug. Two can play at that game! ]

[That sound gets a snort of amusement, a smile playing at his lips. It's such fun to tease him, heh.]

Meanwhile you're happy just declaring exactly as you feel, huh? Oi--!

[His brows furrow at being tugged on, but he doesn't exactly fight it, either. He simply moves to ruffle Noé's hair.]

You're silly.

I am! I don't have any shame.

[ He doesn't mind showing anyone how happy he is, especially when Vanitas is next to him. The only reason he'd keep it hidden is for his lover's sake, is all.

He chuckles when his hair is ruffled, and he finishes rinsing off Vanitas before he grabs onto the hand in his hair. ]

But...you're fond of it, right?

And you say it so blithely...

[It's actually refreshing to have someone so open and honest with their feelings considering how damn repressed he tends to be regarding his own. It's frustrating sometimes, but he wouldn't change a thing.

Once Noé has his hand, he twines their fingers together, tugging him in for a kiss.]

I have to say that I am.

[ No regrets, he'll be honest with Vanitas even if he says things the other doesn't want to hear. Noé squeezes Vanitas' hand and leans into the kiss, sighing against his partner's lips in contentment. ]

Mm, good. I'm glad - I don't want to hurt you.

[ He's still careful about keeping himself in check, even though it's been a bit since they started dating. ]

[Something that he wouldn't change for the world. It may be difficult sometimes to hear certain things, and it may make him irate, but he prefers that to having things sugarcoated.]

I don't think you could, honestly...

[Not hurt, per se. Embarrass, maybe. Fluster, yes. But it would take a lot for his lover to actually, genuinely hurt him. Hence why he has no problem getting an arm around Noé, drawing him in.]

I'll do my best not to, even so.

[ But he's smiling when he says it, against Vanitas' lips as he leans in for another kiss. He wraps his arm around his partner's waist and tugs him closer, still grinning into the kiss. Gently, he squeezes the other's hand, a silent display of affection. ]

I know you will. You always do.

[Happily, he accept the kiss with a hum of contentment. As their bodies press against one another, he sighs softly, hand running down the small of Noé's back. It feels so good to just let the water cascade over his body, but even better with the warmth from his lover's body helping.]

[ He hums, too, when Vanitas' back travels downward. He holds him tighter in response and scoops him into his arms. His lips work against Vanitas' slowly, gently at first, but his kisses get deeper the longer they stay together. ]

Mon amour...

[ Oh, he loves his partner so much. His voice is utterly smitten, like the lovestruck fool he is, and he keeps Vanitas close as he continues to kiss his lover. ]

[A faint noise of surprise escapes as he's scooped up, but he doesn't protest, instead murmuring Noé's name. He reciprocates the attention, tongue brushing over his lover's as they kiss, sensual and steady.]

Mmm... Ma moitié...

[Never has he felt so treasured and wanted as when he's with Noé, so very loved. His arms find their way around his neck, hugging him closer.]

[ He's eager to meet Vanitas' tongue with his own, and it glides over the other's easily. He almost - almost - lifts Vanitas up on instinct, but he holds back and instead lets his hand tangle itself in the other's hair. It also lightly brushes over those ears of his, remembering that he liked it when Vanitas touched his own pair of cat ears.

Noé starts purring again as his heart beats steadily in his chest. ]

[The velvety smoothness of Noé's tongue upon his own earns a loud moan as he feels his lover's grip on him tighten before he ends up crooning at the way those fingers glide through his hair and then caress his ears, making him whimper slightly. It's a pleasant sensation, one that leaves his tail swaying lightly out of happiness.

At the feel of that purr, he smiles into the kiss and lets his own nails lightly rake over the back of Noé's neck.]

[ The moan is encouraging, and his other hand moves to Vanitas' waist to give him a squeeze. He hums happily into the kiss, keeping it sensual and a little heated – maybe a little more heated after those nails go over his neck.

He doesn't act on his impulse to be forward; a part of him wants Vanitas to take the lead. So he decides to be patient and will let Vanitas take the lead. ]

Mm...

[Finding the sensation of Noé's hand upon his hip to be encouraging, he reaches between them to run a hand down the vampire's abs. Whilst pressing their lips together more, he steps forward, rubbing up against Noé eagerly.]

Ngh... Noé...

[Feeling heat creep into his cheeks, he parts from their kiss in order to press his lips along the other's jaw, down to his throat, where he nips lightly.]

Ah-

[ He groans at the contact, at the hand on his stomach and the sensation of them rubbing against each other. He rolls his hips on instinct, craving more friction between them as Vanitas goes to down on his neck. ]

Vani... [ He moans his lover's name quietly, just as one of his hands reaches around to experimentally brush against Vanitas' tail. ]

[Hearing his name being uttered so sensually does wonders to rile him up, and Vanitas seeks to satisfy them both by grinding their hips together. All the while he drags his teeth over the skin of Noé's throat, before picking a spot to attack by sucking and nipping.]

Heh... Ah-- [He's smug until feeling that touch to his tail, which makes him arch into the contact as the appendage flicks lightly.]

[ There will always be something arousing about feeling their lengths against each other like this, and he feels himself starting to burn up between his legs, much like the other night. The grinding gives him some relief, but he needs more, partly because he'll never get enough of Vanitas, but he's also getting incredibly riled up.

So he keeps his ministrations on Vanitas' tail, stroking it lightly as he cranes his neck to give his lover more access. He moans loudly at all the attention to his throat, and he utters Vanitas' name again, nice and low. ]

F-feels so good...

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