and i fall into your breathing

[kamae]

[ They've been taking it pretty slowly, for the most part, just mostly-chaste kisses and some not-so-chaste touching. Nothing in bed, though—at least, not until today. Mitsuya has long since drawn the curtains of his room and wedged a chair underneath the doorknob. He's willing to go further today, having entertained thoughts of it since their first kiss.

He has some experience, but not enough to keep his face from flushing as he pulls back slightly to catch his breath. Afternoon light filters in through a gap in the curtains, enough to light the room with the aid of a bedside lamp. ]

Do you want to... take this off?

[ He lifts his hands slowly to the front of the other's shirt, waiting for permission. ]

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[gekkouin]

[ If there's one thing Sasanasa (who's been going by the much easier to manage Sanae) has learned since arriving on earth it's that humans really aren't that bad. Sure, they're not that bright (aside from Mitsuya) and not that appealing (aside from Mitsuya) and not terribly interesting (aside from Mitsuya) but they're friendly enough and non-threatening enough that Sanae is already considering his mission a rousing success.

There's just one last thing he needs to master: human lovemaking. Fortunately he's already found the best human and already engaged in the first step: kissing. And now they're already moving on to getting naked! Sanae throws his hands up excitedly at the question. ]

Yes! And then I'll take yours off! [ It doesn't occur to him that he should take his shirt off himself - all the literature he's read suggests that removing his partner's clothes for him is how it's supposed to work. ]

[kamae]

[ Mitsuya pulls his hands back slightly at Sanae's explosive agreement, but he's become accustomed to a lot of his behavior by now. ]

Okay...

[ The uniform shirt is easy to unbutton once he helps Sanae shed the blazer. Mitsuya lets them pool down around his elbows for the moment, then sits back slightly to let Sanae have at it. He seemed really enthusiastic about this, for whatever reason. ]

[gekkouin]

[ Sanae thinks it's perfectly reasonable to be this excited. He loves strange, new experiences and this is the strangest and newest experience of them all! He's practically wiggling with excitement as Mitsuya frees him of his shirt and blazer. And then he's practically lunging forward to return the favor, though he pulls Mitsuya's shirt up over his head instead of patiently undoing all the buttons.

A lot happens in those few seconds that Mitsuya's vision is obscured by his shirt. For one Sanae leans in to press an enthusiastic kiss to Mitsuya's lips the moment the shirt isn't in the way. For another he lets his grip over his shapeshifted form relax, and six long, thick tentacles unfurl from his back. No only that but three of them snake forward - one to wrap around his left wrist, another to curl around his right ankle, and a third to slide curiously across his bare stomach. The tentacles are each about an inch of across and a shimmery, semi-translucent blue color. They're neither particularly wet or slimy (yet), but they are very slick. ]

[kamae]

[ The unorthodox method of stripping gets a surprised "hey" out of Mitsuya, but he only waves his hands helplessly for a moment before struggling out of it from the bottom. When he's freed of the confinement, he sees something that reminds him of the horror movie he watched last week, the one with the space travel and aliens.

The expression on his face is somewhere between utter confusion and shock. Those... can't be real, right? But they're definitely solid and touching him, and they feel a little damp and smooth. ]

Sanae. [ He reaches with two fingers for the one around his wrist tentatively, gaze tracing the appendage back to their source. ] Are these... yours?

[gekkouin]

Of course! [ Sanae's tone is bright and cheerful and just a touch exasperated, like he shouldn't even have to explain this. ] You like them? [ He wiggles one of his free tentacles in what's supposed to be an enticing matter. The tentacle around Mitsuya's wrist, on the other hand, shivers a bit when touched. ]

I haven't been able to let them out for months! [ And he's apparently eager to keep going. He reaches out with his hands to start undoing Mitsuya's pants and belt. Meanwhile, the tentacle slipping its way across Mitsuya's stomach curves around his side and along his back. ]

[kamae]

[ "Enticing" is one word for it... Mitsuya looks at it with the same bewilderment in his eyes, more than mildly discomforted. ]

They're not—people don't have—tentacles!

[ He flinches at the feeling of a slick tentacle winding around his middle and pressing against his back. This is weird, almost unreal. But it's still Sanae in front of him, with his normal, flesh-and-blood hands working at the front of his pants.

He tugs a little harder on the tentacle around his wrist, starting to breath harder. ]