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[dereban]

[ And that's when she wraps her arms around him, pulling him close to her. ]

It's fine. I really don't mind. Promise.

[spacialeyes]

[He’s still not used to being accepted. Loneliness is all he knows. It’s shaped his very soul into a greedy blackhole. Knowing that imagery, he wonders if he should be repulsed by how easily he leans into her embrace. He doesn’t want to push her away, even if that would be better for her.]

Himeko… S-Sorry. Somehow I’m making asking to have sex really sad. [And saying the phrase aloud makes him feel silly enough to derail his own despair and return her embrace.] I just thought… you should know.

[dereban]

It's fine. You were honest with me, and... that's important, when it comes to this. You'll just have to make up for it by making the mood better.

[spacialeyes]

I can try. [Yuuto closes his eyes,] Though right now... I just want to hold you like this. It's warm.

[dereban]

That's fine. I don't mind in the slightest bit.

[spacialeyes]

[He's quiet for a moment, before he gently drags them both back down on the bed. He needs that moment to organize his thoughts. The jump from friends to partners is still bewildering on its own, but now they've introduced the idea of intimacy. Yuuto sighs again, struggling to navigate the line between his personal desires and what align with the idea of 'Yumeno Yuuto.']

... Do you still want to try?

[dereban]

...If you don't mind.

[spacialeyes]

I don't mind.

[Though this means breaking their embrace so that he can push himself up again. Yuuto tucks his longer hair behind his ear as an accidental show of nerves.]

As long as it's midnight when we're done, then it probably counts, right?

[dereban]

That's what you're worried about...? I mean, I guess it'd count.

[spacialeyes]

Time and place are very important to the core of my being, so of course the timing is a concern.

[Yumeno Yuuto, you are notorious for some of the worst time and place decisions known to man. You shut your mouth.]

[dereban]

Your timing on some things needs a little work, though.

[ Calling him out on it... ]

[spacialeyes]

I-I can get it right this time at least?

[He finally finishes his task from earlier and removes his pink ribbon, which he then moves to put on the bedside table.]

This is a bit embarrassing... I don't do this often, um... The bed is the right place?

[dereban]

The bed is the right place, yeah. Although there are other places it can be done besides the bed...

[spacialeyes]

[The Timespace kami lights up with curiosity. His belt tail even sways with uncontained emotion.

Inaba has made A Mistake.]

... There are?

[dereban]

. . . you didn't know?

[spacialeyes]

[He shakes his head.]

... Is this something a Spacetime kami should know?

[dereban]

I'm not sure.

[...]

It's something that seems pretty simple for people who are interested in sex to know, though.

[spacialeyes]

[Yuuto knows a can of worms when he sees one.

No, he doesn't.

He just dodges the subject this time.]

Where do you want to be?

[dereban]

Huh-? Ah... for me it depends on the mood. I don't mind the bed for tonight, though.

[spacialeyes]

You just "don't mind?" [The conversation is a distraction now. It keeps him from overthinking his actions as he reaches out to trace her cheek with a finger.]

[dereban]

Well, I mean, it's more... I haven't fully gotten into the mood yet, you know? And this bed's comfortable.

[spacialeyes]

Hmmm~. [He gradually pins her under him, with the emotional weight of this new position slowing him down. Yuuto's hands move from her cheek to her hair.] So... Like the chocolate. I need to make you feel like you ate them?

[dereban]

Something like that.

[ She shifts her head so that she's looking away from him. ]

But, it doesn't just... have to be with whispers.

[spacialeyes]

[The new angle of her face inspires a softer expression from Yuuto. He finds her hand and lifts it to his lips to kiss.]

Hmm? Like what? [He clearly already knows. He's just seeking permission.]

[dereban]

Like... you're allowed to touch me, too.