Devillic Log: After Work Reward

[mikazuki_chan]

"And we've made dating work despite there being... quite a big difference between our sexualities," Yamato replies. There had been some serious problems with communication at the beginning, but he thinks they've basically gotten past that. Yamato shrugs, "Doesn't it kind of feel like we've been together forever?"

"That's true. Though... the closer we get, the smaller that difference seems?" Takuya responded, definitely feeling that his own sexual desires were stronger these days than they even had been after realizing his own romantic attraction to the redhead. That comment about how long it felt they had been together made him laugh with delight. "Yeah, it does feel that way a bit." He agreed, obviously feeling positively about it.

"I think... I think it's more like we've gotten used to how things are, and we understand how each other works, so we don't notice the friction points anymore," Yamato theorizes. When you start a new thing, it feels like a lot to do it, but once it's a habit, you don't even think about it anymore and it just becomes a fact of life. If the redhead had a different boyfriend he'd be expecting sex, but now he doesn't expect it, and just feels happy when he gets it.

Takuya tilted his head slightly at that description, wondering if he was the one imagining that his sex drive was higher now than before. "So... you haven't noticed any change?" He asked, trying to better gauge whether his own feelings were accurate, or if it wasn't noticeable at all, and was more wishful thinking on his part.

Yamato blinks, considering it. He says, "Well, if I'm specifically trying to think of something... I do feel like we've been having sex more often?" He doesn't know enough to know what that means though. It could be that Takuya is enjoying sex more, or more comfortable with it, or the other man's sex drive, but the redhead isn't going to make assumptions.

Hearing his boyfriend's assessment after that consideration made Takuya smile and relax. "Okay, because that was what I thought, but I wasn't sure if it was just in my head." He admitted, since it had sounded like it wasn't noticeable from Yamato's point of view. Knowing that it was, though, made him feel more stable in his own feelings.

Curious now, Yamato asks his boyfriend, "What are you thinking?" Because it definitely seems to him like the drummer has something in mind by the questions he's asked, and the way he relaxed at the redhead's answer.

"Hmm?" Takuya asked, since he felt he had already stated his thoughts a little earlier, "Just that it had felt like my sex drive was higher now, but it kind of sounded like my feeling hadn't translated into reality. But, I guess maybe it did? So that's good." The drummer concluded with a small smile.

"Well, having sex more doesn't mean anything about your sex drive, you're the only one who can really judge that," Yamato admits. There were reasons to have sex beyond sex drive, which he'd learned looking up information about ace-spec people once he'd started dating one. "If that's so, that's pretty cool though."

"Well.... I guess that could be true." Takuya admitted, though his response probably clued in Yamato more to his feelings than his follow up, "Though, I've definitely been wanting to have sex with you every time. Like.... really wanting to." He clarified, absolutely meaning that his desire was high whenever they had sex, and he wasn't just doing it to make Yamato happy or anything.

"Hmm, well that's good to know," Yamato replies with a gentle smile, and gives Takuya a kiss. It certainly tracks with what he's read about demisexual. He wouldn't've been upset if Takuya was having sex with him just because it felt good and was fun, but it does make him happy to hear that the drummer's feeling desirous in the moment.

Takuya returned that smile, and the kiss that followed. "I did a little more reading about demisexuality after talking to Ayase-san about asexuality, actually. And.... it really does reflect how I feel. Like.... I think if I were more.... not 'normal', I guess, but more like you? Sexually? Then I think you and I would have gotten together a long time ago. It sounds like most demisexuals have to be really good friends with someone before those feelings kind of switch over into the really close, more romantic ones. And then once those grow strong, that's when sexual desire comes in. And then.... well, I guess it's like everyone that *has* sexual feelings? That they can be stronger or weaker? Or grow or wane? But yeah.... definitely on the growing stronger side for me." He admitted, wondering if this explanation was more helpful than the ones he'd attempted months ago, now that he understood himself a little better.

"I had read up about ace-spec stuff, I guess I need to read a bit more about demisexuals. I was fine with how things were before, of course," Yamato wants to make sure that is totally clear: Takuya's desires getting stronger hadn't been necessary, "But thank you for explaining to me what's going on. I'm just going to keep on as I have been though? Letting you know when I'm interested, asking how you feel. That said, if you're feeling desirous, you can go on and let me know too."

Takuya smiled warmly at that response from the redhead. "That sounds good. Even though my sex drive is higher, I don't think it's anywhere near the level of yours? So, checking in still is probably a good idea. And yeah, I'll definitely let you know." He agreed, feeling very loved indeed at the fact that Yamato would do his own independent research, and also that the other man wouldn't suddenly expect things to change, even if Takuya had indicated that it might.

"Well, from what I read, sexual desire and libido are not quite the same thing? I didn't quite grasp the difference, but I guess that's because I'm very not asexual. But I do know I have a high libido. As always, I'm perfectly happy to go take care of myself when it's not wanted," Yamato would feel that way even if his partner wasn't on the ace spec. He just doesn't expect someone to have the same libido as his.

Takuya considered that distinction. "Mmmm..... I guess that's true? Though, I have to admit, I don't really know what the difference is. Unless desire is just the overall wanting sex or not, at all, ever, and libido is how often you feel the desire to actually have sex?" If it was something else, well... he wasn't sure it mattered so much. After all, he and his boyfriend definitely had different libido levels, whatever that actually meant, and they were already dealing with that just fine. He nodded at his boyfriend's idea that the redhead could take care of himself when sex wasn't desired by both parties, then smiled again. "Sounds like we're in a good place, then."

"I haven't had any complaints, honestly, about the physical side of our relationship. We talk things through, listen to each other... even if I was dating someone who wasn't ace I wouldn't really expect them to deal with my libido. So yeah, I guess it doesn't matter if we know the difference as long as it isn't causing a problem." The redhead theorizes.

Takuya smiled and nodded along with all of that. "Yeah, exactly." He agreed with ease. Finally, his body seemed to have returned to its normal temperature, and he was able to fully relax into Yamato's arms. "Ice is definitely the worst."

"Medically necessary," Yamato insists, although he respects that it's not pleasant. He gives Takuya a kiss on the forehead, "Thanks for letting me take proper care of you after; I know it's a bit unpleasant."

"You're welcome." Takuya responded, enjoying that small kiss. Just because *he* felt like the marks had been no big deal, didn't mean that he didn't respect his boyfriend's need to care for them. "Now that I'm warm again.... are we heading out? Or are we going to cuddle a little longer?" He had a very slight preference for cuddling, but he wouldn't really mind getting up and getting ready for their outing.

"Oof, such a hard decision," Yamato admits honestly. He reaches up and grabs his phone just to get a read on the time, and then asks, "Are we eating in or eating out?" Since that's a bit of a factor in the planning as well.

"Mmmmmm..... Normally I would say eat in, since I certainly have enough food in to make us something, but.... you've put me in something more of a decadent mood, so I'm in favour of eating out." Takuya responded after a little thought.

"Being treated like a prince makes you feel decadent? I suppose that makes sense~" Yamato reasons, perfectly pleased with this notion. "If we're eating out, I think we can cuddle a little longer -- it's faster eating out than doing the prep and the cooking and the cleaning, right?"

The last bit is a genuine question cuz it's not like Yamato knows.

That response made the drummer laugh happily. "Yes, yes it does." He agreed, though he wasn't sure he had actually thought of it in quite that way until now. The redhead's question about eating in versus eating out brought a light sound of amusement. "Yes, and no. It depends where we decide to go out to, and what I might have made. There are meals that only take a short time to make, but there are also restaurants that take a long time to deliver food. In either case, I'm not in a hurry to eat, and I doubt it matters much if we eat before or after we complete our shopping." That said, he was not at all opposed to cuddling more.

"Well.... if nothing else, my prince doesn't have to do prep work and wash dishes, so the restaurant still wins," Yamato replies. And is he perfectly pleased do cuddle more, letting a finger run up and down Takuya's arm. "I don't think we'll run out of time for shopping, unless we spend like 3 more hours in bed." And that seems unlike his boyfriend.

"Mhm~" Takuya agreed simply, definitely of the same opinion on those points. He smiled warmly at that light touch to his arm. "I can't imagine spending three hours just lounging in bed. In your jacuzzi, though, all bets would be off." He added with more amusement. Even he didn't believe he'd spend *that* long in the tub, but he was calling back to the time he'd said he would just never leave the tub again.

Yamato laughs, "You may be the prince, but I'm definitely the one more prone to lazing about all day." Which, is still ridiculous given what a hard worker he is, just that he has more of a lazy inclination than his boyfriend. "Sometime I should get some markers and draw fake ink on you."

... had they discussed this before? He can't recall.

"Now, that I know isn't true either." Takuya responded with a laugh of his own. After all, Yamato tended to be just as busy as himself, maybe even more. The idea about markers brought a smile to the drummer's lips. "As long as they'll wash off relatively easily, I see no reason why not." It sounded like something that would feel interesting, anyway, and bearing his boyfriend's art would be no hardship at all. The only reason it needed to be washable at all was for band-related appearances.

"We may have to do some testing," Yamato muses. The colour would have to stay pretty well for what he wants; but yes, he understands why they would have to be washable. But he wouldn't want them to be so washable that they couldn't... say, enjoy themselves while Takuya is decked out. Then he blurts out a laugh as his perverted brain reminds him that there are body markers at sex stores (which, in a lot of hentai in japan are used to write degrading things on the sub).

"I'm not opposed to some testing." Takuya replied, figuring that worse come to worst, he would just have to hide the 'ink' until it was gone. He was sure Yamato would try out the tests in good places for that. The sudden laugh made him blink, though. "What did you just think of?" He asked, his voice teasingly wary. He knew how dirty his boyfriend's mind was, but at the same time, he didn't think he wouldn't enjoy whatever that mind had just thought of.

Yamato coughs, strained. He sees no need to explain the way the objects are usually used (although any packaging at the store will give that away), and instead says cryptically, "Just remembered there might be something good for that purpose at the sex store anyways...."

That cough brought something of a grin to the drummer's lips, amused that such a sound was coming from his very openly dirty boyfriend. "Oh~? We'll have to see if it exists at the store we end up at, then." He responded, not seeing any point in pushing for a better explanation just now. There was a decent chance that once he saw whatever the product was, he would understand Yamato's reaction. And if not? Well, he could always ask, if he remembered.

"I obviously don't kink shame -- but what most people use the markers for is not my kink. As such I never looked into them much, but I suspect they'll be great for what I'm thinking of," Yamato gives a half explanation.

"Well, now I'm *really* curious!" Takuya admitted, having no idea what one might do with markers meant for using on skin might do that wouldn't be part of his boyfriend's kinks. His thoughts went to writing things like 'property of ____', and he could totally see Yamato doing that, even just for silliness.

Yamato grins, joking, "Trying to think of something that isn't my kink? It is hard, isn't it...."

"I just can't think of something that would be done with markers on skin that you wouldn't at least find amusing. Like.... I keep imagining something like 'Property of Yamato', with an arrow pointing at my ass, or something." Takuya admitted with a laugh.

"That's... along the correct lines, but they tend to use more degrading language than that even," Yamato admits. He much prefers to worship his partner and doesn't really find degrading them fun. He knows that it's some people's thing, some people really get off on being humiliated but it's just not for him.

That explanation made Takuya frown slightly. "Why would they want to do that?" He asked, really just not getting it. He definitely wasn't one that enjoyed being humiliated, so the idea that someone would actually find such a thing stimulating didn't even occur to him. He could understand someone enjoying humiliating someone else, but not the other way around.

"Some people get off on it. Like there are people who like giving pain, and who like receiving pain; there are people who like being humiliated and people who like humiliating others. I don't enjoy either personally, but... yeah. Different strokes for different folks, I guess," the redhead replies. The fact that his kink fantasies are always heavily based in romance, it obviously doesn't jive with his preferences.

"Hmmm.... I guess that makes sense. Definitely not something that seems exciting to me, though, so I'm glad we agree on that." Takuya replied after considering his boyfriend's words. "Still, whatever other people use them for, if they have the colours you want to play with, it doesn't really matter *why* they exist, as long as they work for what *you* want them for." Still, it was probably good they'd talked about this before he saw whatever was on the packaging.

"That was what I was thinking about. If they work for *that*, they should fit the bill as... working well on skin, staying on during the act, but still coming off with some reasonable measures," Yamato reasons. "But I had forgotten about them, since they're not of interest to me."

"Well, they're at least worth a try." Takuya agreed. And if they ended up not working as well as Yamato might want? Well, at least they would have tried this option and could then try other options to see what would be best.

"Since we're headin' that way anyways, may as well read the package," Yamato shrugs. He assumes they don't come off with just water, but as long as they come off easily that's still fine. Maybe it's alcohol based? Anyways. "They seem like as good a place as any to start, at least."

"Agreed." Takuya responded with a smile. "And if they don't work the way you want... well, we can try other things at that point." That was assuming that either, or both, of them liked using his body as a canvas as much as they thought they would.

Yamato smiles, feeling that's well and truly settles, and leans in to kiss Takuya's temple, just enjoying however much time they decide to keep cuddling for.

Takuya smiled in turn at that sweet kiss, then relaxed into his boyfriend's hold for an indeterminate amount of time. Eventually, though, he spoke up. "Mmmm.... as much as I love cuddling, I think I'm ready to move again." He admitted. Truly, he was starting to feel the need to go do *something*, so toy store time seemed to be now.

"Fair enough," Yamato agrees. He definitely doesn't feel like cuddling is a *need* anymore. He gets out of his boyfriend's bed, and works on locating his clothing. He's glad he has toiletries here, because his hair and face both need fixing at this point.

That easy response brought a smile to the drummer's lips, and he got out of the bed as well. Given that what he had been wearing before was both work clothes *and* mostly down in the kitchen, Takuya went to find new clothing for himself from the closet. Once he was dressed, he moved to join Yamato in the bathroom so he could do his face. He remembered that his boyfriend had wanted to brush his hair, but he wasn't sure if that was still true. If not, he would do it for himself before they went out.

Yamato, being a peacock, is pretty focused on his own hair right now, so he's forgotten about brushing Takuya's hair - but that certainly doesn't mean he doesn't want to, and should he see Takuya with a brush it would surely spark the desire to do so again. But he doesn't really feel like himself with minimal makeup and with his hair down.

Takuya began with his own face, absolutely going for something a little edgier than normal. Maybe because he was going out with Yamato, maybe because he had had to be so straight-laced earlier in the day. Either way, he liked the finished effect. Once he was done with his face, he did grab his brush and started carefully brushing his hair, dividing out one chunk and starting from the bottom and gradually working his way up so as to avoid breaking strands as much as possible.

The redhead is done his hair, and half way done his face when he notices Takuya start brushing his hair. "Oh, I'll do that," he says instantly, reaching out for the brush -- and yes, this means he looks hilarious because he has one eye done only.

Takuya looked over at Yamato when the other man spoke up, about halfway up the chunk he was working on as the other man reached for the brush. When he saw his boyfriend's half done face, he gave a light snort. "Finish your face and I'll finish this chunk. Then you can do the rest when you're done, alright?" He negotiated.

"Hmph, fine," Yamato pouts, a very un-Yamato like expression, especially with the panda effect of the single eye. He picks his make up back up and does the other eye, carefully *not* rushing because if he fucks it up and has to do it again he'll be even more annoyed.

Honestly, if he hadn't been literally in the middle of the section of hair he was already working on, Takuya would have just handed over the brush. Since he had been, though, it would have been silly to stop just so that Yamato could start the section over. Plus, it gave his boyfriend a chance to finish what he was doing. True to his word, though, once he was finished with the area he had been working on, the drummer set the brush down on the counter beside the redhead's makeup and waited for the other man to be done.

The redhead is quick with his makeup despite taking care, since it is something he does basically every day, then picks up the brush. He sits on the edge of the tub to make it easier to deal with the long locks.

Takuya moved into a position that would, hopefully, make it relatively easy for Yamato to work on his long hair, then sighed gently as the other man began to move the brush through his hair slowly. Somehow, something that was a necessary chore in his own hands was a pleasant luxury in his boyfriend's.

Takuya's shift made it a little easier, but really sitting down was key for this. Yamato is thrilled, taking his good time carefully working through all of that hair, chunk by chunk. Enjoying the way the silken strands slide through his fingers, the fragrance of Takuya's conditioner gently wafting towards him as he works.

Sure, this way took at least twice as long as doing it himself, but he also wouldn't have brushed his hair out half as carefully as Yamato was. Takuya closed his eyes and just relaxed into the rhythmic feeling of the brush going through his hair over and over. Just another way that he felt like his boyfriend was worshipping him.

"Finished," Yamato has to eventually admit, and it's clearly with remorse. "It's amazing what good condition you're able to keep your hair in despite this dye job." he compliments.

"Thanks." Takuya replied, giving his boyfriend a smile as he took the brush from the other man and put it away. "As I'm sure you know with your own dye job: gentle shampoo and excellent conditioner is essential." He admitted, "That and using hair ties that are least likely to cause hair breakage, brushing correctly, and using products and taking vitamins that promote hair strength and growth." The drummer added, since he did actually do quite a lot to keep his long, very dyed hair healthy.

"Yeah, but my hair's not so *long*. Having it be this long makes it a lot trickier," Yamato replies, fully knowing that Takuya has a tougher task than his own, even if he does have all that maintenance for his constantly fire-engine red locks. He stands up, and says, grinning and sticking out his tongue at the end, "So, off to the sex-store?"

"Well, yeah, there is that." Takuya agreed with a half-smile. "It certainly takes longer brushing my hair than yours, and I bet you don't have to take as many vitamins and stuff either." He admitted. Yamato's almost cheeky question made him laugh in delight, though. "Yeah, off to the sex store. So... where is said sex store?" He asked, not at all sure where they were going beyond it being a sex store (obviously).

"Akihabara, the city of lights~" Yamato replies. Sure, there are other sex stores around, but Akiba has the two biggest, very close to each other, and since they're big they're more friendly to a newbie then going into a small store where you may feel like you're being watched the whole time. Better to be part of a crowd, right?

"...I'm not sure whether to be surprised.... or whether I should be saying 'oh! of course!'" Takuya admitted with a laugh. On the one hand, wasn't Akihabara more a tech and otaku part of town? But on the other hand.... sex toy stores in an area famous for those things absolutely made sense, when you thought about it.

"As a bonus, we can also drop by some doujin stores if we have time after," Yamato grins, since they're both into that hobby and Akiba is the prime area for it. Akiba also has a lot of maid cafes, so it just over all has a nightlife area feel despite the nerdy fame. He heads to the genkan, getting his jacket and boots on.

"Ooooh~ Sex toys, dinner, *and* doujin? Sounds like a good time in Akiba!" Takuya responded with an answering grin as he retrieved his own coat and footwear. Once they were ready, he stole a quick kiss from Yamato before letting them both out of the apartment, locking his door, and then heading out toward the train station.

The redhead agrees easily, "Sounds like a great time." Especially with this particular company. As old friends, it's no problem chit-chatting about public-appropriate stuff waiting for the train, on the train, and spilling out into the noisy, lit-sign filled streets of Akiba.

The easy conversation was definitely a big thing Takuya enjoyed about their relationship, and once they arrived at their destination, it didn't feel at all weird to just suggest, "Alright, lead the way~" He assumed they were going to the toy store first, then dinner after, but he could have the order wrong. Either way, he trusted Yamato to get them where they were going in this part of town.

Last Yamato had checked in, Takuya wasn't too hungry yet, and he also felt pretty fine so yes, toy store first. He prefers Love Merci slightly to M's, and since he's not even sure they'd need to go to both, that's where he leads. The most surprising thing about the store is that despite its wares, it has a big (for Akiba) entrance right at the street. The first floor is mostly sexy costumes though, so as not to scandalize people walking by.

Takuya walked along with his boyfriend easily, glancing here and there along the street until they arrived at their destination. He was kind of surprised at the prime real estate that this store was occupying, though he wasn't surprised that some of the least scandalous, though still representative, wares were in the windows of the shop. Definitely let you know what you were in for if you walked in, but let those that wanted to pretend such a store didn't exist be able to, well, do that. As he followed Yamato inside, he was kind of surprised to see that the entire first floor just seemed to be costumes. "Ah... how many floors are there?" He asked, since clearly what they came for did *not* exist on the first. Though.... maybe it wouldn't hurt to look at the costumes once they were done with their other shopping.

"5 floors," Yamato replies. And yeah, a store this size (really not that big, but compared to Akiba's usually hole-in-the-walls it was proper store sized), with that many floors was surprising even not-withstanding the merchandise in question. "I think we mostly just need the basement though." he admits, heading that way already. He doesn't think they need much in the way of vibes or dildos.

Given Takuya's general feelings about dildos, this probably wasn't an incorrect assumption from Yamato, however their exploration with vibes and butt plugs in the past argued that there might be a reason in the future to consider getting a couple for Takuya's place as well. For now, though, the drummer just nodded along with his boyfriend's decision. He was still a little surprised by the knowledge of how *big* the store was as they arrived on the floor for BDSM. "Oh wow..." He commented, looking around at the sheer number of things on display.

"As far as I know, this is the biggest in-person space in Tokyo to buy BDSM stuff - they also do have a website, but there really is something to be said for getting to see things in person," Yamato had to admit. It's one thing to read the size of something in CM on a website and another to see it in person. At this point he's mostly planning on letting Takuya explore and see what the drummer is interested in, and providing knowledge when needed.

Takuya continued to nod in understanding as he listened to Yamato's explanation. He had to agree that seeing something in person was a lot more informative than just reading a description online. Even as the redhead was talking, though, the drummer was already starting to explore a little. Some things were clearly made more for women, and others clearly more for men. He looked at things here and there, mostly just trying to figure out what they were, or what they were for. Seeing the packaging and names, though, he was able to figure some of them out: like the little cage thing shaped like a flacid penis with a lock said it was a 'chastity device'. All he could think looking at it was that it would be hell to pee while using, would be awful to keep clean, and that morning wood would be the most painful thing to ever experience. The chain with little clamps at the end, with a very fitting name of 'nipple clamps', were far more understandable. He wasn't sure how he would feel about using such a thing, but he could see how that would be a pleasure/pain thing that would possibly be fun.

On the occasion where Yamato notices Takuya looking at something with a female on the package, but the item actually has unisex functionality, he points it out. It just happens that unisex stuff is pretty much always going to be shown on a woman in this sphere. As for the nipple clamps? "In my opinion, those are better for women than men -- I've heard their nipples are less sensitive than ours. But I'm obviously no expert there."

Takuya looked over at Yamato offering his expertise on the subject. "Ah~ I was just thinking that these would be painful to use, but that I could see how they would be good for a pleasure/pain kind of thing if they weren't used for too long." He admitted, then moved on. What they were really looking for was proper restraints, after all. So that they could retire his poor, cheap tie. The first thing he found were adorably striped black and blue fuzzy handcuffs, and that just seemed so cliche, but so fun he couldn't help but chuckle as he looked at them.

"Pain is definitely the point," Yamato fully admits, although they hadn't played *that* much with pain yet. As for the handcuffs, he says, "Sometimes people make fun of the fuzzy handcuffs for being like... stuff for amateurs or for people who aren't serious, but they do seem to leave fewer marks on wrists if things get really rough."

Takuya definitely hadn't worked up to the kind of pain that nipple clamps would create just yet, so that confirmation decided him on forgetting that particular piece for the moment. The comment about the fuzzy cuffs made him smile. "I kind of wanted them just because they existed, but hearing you say that... I want them even more now." He admitted, absolutely picking up a pair to take with him as he moved on to look at the selections of soft ropes.

"I also think they have a cute charm to them," Yamato admits, not on board the hate train for fuzzy cuffs at all. He's perfectly happy to have Takuya pick them up - a fabulous replacement for that poor abused necktie. The redhead walks Takuya through the different features of ropes, so the drummer would have some idea of how to compare them.

"Are these the kind of ropes you could use for shibari? Or are those different?" Takuya asked, running a light finger along the bundle of soft, red rope in front of him. He remembered the one time that Yamato had done that for him, thinking about how nice it had felt. He didn't have a headboard that was made for tying things like rope to, so that kind of restraint wouldn't be possible at his place. Still, it was good to have that additional knowledge from his boyfriend.

Yamato points out a couple of them, "Yeah, I would recommend one of these for shibari." And yes the red one Takuya is holding is one of them. There are a few ways to get around the lack of a headboard, but there's also just shibari, or simply tying the arms together rather like he had with the necktie.

"Hmmm..... alright." Takuya responded happily, adding the red rope to his items for purchase. He wasn't worried about whether or not it could be used for other rope-related purposes, though he had no doubt that it could be. Instead, he moved along, coming to leather cuffs and restraints, their accompanying spreader bars, and under-mattress operatuses. "Wow.... these seem, suddenly, way more serious."

"In one sense, they are. People who are amateurs and just playing around with stuff because of Fifty Shades or whatever probably won't go for this stuff. But it isn't really that much more complicated. Just different ways to immobilize, or things to attach ropes and cuffs *to*," Yamato replies. They were more functional things really.

"Ah~ I see." Takuya responded, glad to have Yamato with him to explain some of these things for him. He looked over the selection, but still wasn't all that sure about any of it. "Is there anything here you would suggest I get for my place?" He asked. Just because they might not have used something yet at the redhead's place didn't necessarily mean they shouldn't pick up a copy of said thing while they were here.

"My bed has a headboard and footboard that I selected because it works great for tying things to. Some of these," He points at the bars that go under the mattress. "Could help with that at your house." Although they weren't needed at his own. "As for this," He says, pointing at the leg spreading bar, "I can do something pretty similar with the rope honestly." He wouldn't say *no* if Takuya wanted it, but is isn't really needed,

Takuya considered those explanations as they were given, then shrugged slightly. "Is it annoying not being able to tie me *to* something at my place?" He asked, absolutely willing to purchase the apparatus if the answer was yes, but not sure it was worth getting if not. After all, he could be tied down fully at Yamato's place, so it wasn't like not having this piece of equipment would mean they could never engage in that play. The information about the spreader bar made him think he wasn't all that interested in it. He had just been somewhat curious.

"Hmm, no. I think I can get by pretty well with binding you... with enough rope I can do some inventive things too, and yeah, there's always my place if it's what we really want," Yamato replies. Honestly he thinks handcuffs and some rope are basically what they really need at Takuya's place. Although he's keeping an eye out for those markers.

"Okay. I think I'll skip it for now, then. We know it's here if we need it in the future anyway." Takuya responded, moving on as he said so. The next thing he came across in his wander were actual implements; like wands, paddles, crops, whips, and the like. Some looked softer and gentler, while others were almost scary to look at. He did run the tip of a finger along one of the feathers of a tickle wand, then snorted lightly at the paddle with 'mine' and a heart engraved on it.

Yamato gives a little information on anything Takuya seems more than passingly interested in and at the snort, he helpfully advertises, "If you do a good job hitting someone with that, it'll imprint in their skin and you can see it for a day or two -- like light branding."

That explanation from Yamato actually made Takuya blush a little, "Are you serious?" He asked, voice partly scandalized, partly interested. "I don't even.... I don't even know what to say about that!" He admitted, especially when he saw some of the other words on the paddles on display. They ranged from things like the one the drummer had noticed, or 'bad girl/boy' to rather derogatory things that he definitely wouldn't want to sport on his body.

"Absolutely serious," Yamato replies, although the grin he can't help makes it look a little sus. He picks up a crop with a heart cut out in the middle, "This'd leave little hearts everywhere...." And those more derogatory paddles do lead the redhead to the markers he'd been looking for, with very degrading and to some even gross words being depicted written on a bound body on the package. Just as he'd remembered. Nevertheless he picks it up, wanting to read about the markers, knowing he and Takuya had already kind of talked about this packaging and how what the redhead wanted to do with the markers was very different.

"Terrible." Takuya said, though his tone did not at all match the sentiment of that word. Also, the fact that he relieved the redhead of that crop only to add it to the other items he was already carrying (along with a sparkly blue tickle wand with white, blue, and green feathers on the end), made it obvious he was more interested than his words might imply. "Oh! Found the markers?" He asked, ignoring the packaging, since they *had* already discussed what the markers were usually used for and that *they* weren't intending to use them that way.

The redhead's grin only broadens as he notices the heart crop being added to Takuya's haul. That was an image he was certainly willing to brand his lover's skin with. He reads the back of the package, and says, "Well, these should definitely work - apparently they're alcohol activated - you can use a wet wipe to take them off, but they won't come off in water. Unfortunately, since their primary purpose is uh... different from what we want, there's only black, red and blue. I can make it work though."

They can at least experiment with this, before deciding if they want to spend more money on more options.

"Oh! Well, alcohol activated is great! Means they don't have to come off until I actually want them to." Takuya responded brightly, since they *had* been talking about it as something like a temporary tattoo. The information that the colours were so limited was disappointing, though. "Well.... maybe if these work out we can look online and see if more colours can be had that way." He responded, also thinking that it still made sense to start with this pack before investing more time and money into getting more colours.

"That's pretty much what I was thinking -- these can be our test run. And limited colour palettes can be fun too," Yamato replies. He works largely in doujinshi which is just black white and grey anyways.

"True. And if they're alcohol activated, well... I can see you having fun attempting blending with cheap vodka, or something." Takuya responded with amusement. In any case, he was down for Yamato to play and experiment. "Is there anything else in here you think we should particularly look at?" He asked, since he was sure his boyfriend was far more familiar with the items available here than he.

Yamato shrugs, admitting, "We've picked up all the stuff I wanted to get - and a couple other things you found that you liked along the way, so if you want to head out we can. If you want to look around more, we can do that too."

Takuya shrugged in return, "Honestly, I'm not sure what else I'd even want to look at, or get." He admitted. "This is, literally, my first time in a place like this." He added. The one dildo he had, which had seen very little action, had been purchased online without the drummer ever stepping foot in an adult store at all.

"See, that's why, although I feel we have what we came to get, it might not hurt to keep looking around," Yamato points out. "It's your first time; may as well see what there is around. Even if you don't really need it," Yamato replies. They could browse and not get anything else and that would still be fine, after all.

"Okay, let's keep looking then." Takuya agreed with a small smile for his boyfriend. It was nice that they could just look around a little more, honestly. As he continued, he came to a wall of things that he knew were *supposed* to be sexy, but he wasn't sure how he actually felt about them: collars, leashes, and ball gags. He stopped to consider them, but still wasn't sure how he felt about them, even after his observation. "Have you ever used any of this?" He asked, curious, glancing at Yamato.

"I have, yeah," Yamato replies, although he's tried many things, and him having tried something does not mean it's something he likes or is into. "I'm not into the... implications? Like treating someone as a slave or a pet, but the aesthetic can be fun sometimes." the redhead explains.

"Yeah? Like... how?" Takuya asked, truly curious. He wasn't at all surprised that Yamato had tried these various things before, but he had to agree that he didn't like the actual idea of being a pet or a sex slave, though he was sure that some people did.

Yamato was pretty sure he'd mentioned going to sex hotels and basically doing BDSM training before, so he shrugs, 'I've tried a lot of things. It's why I'm pretty certain of what I like and don't like now."

"Oh! I know that. I meant more.... how do you use these things in a way that *isn't* like pets or sex slaves, or whatever?" Takuya clarified. He understood that Yamato had tried a lot of things, whether just in exploration, or while gaining training, but it sounded like the redhead had found a way that he kind of liked using these items, rather than their usual use.

Yamato doesn't hate the idea of this kind of play - if it was his partner's 'want' he'd do it sometimes, but it's certainly not one of his own wants. He blinks at the question though, "You haven't seen like - fashion collars. Like just choker necklaces at goth stores that look like collars?"

"I mean, I've seen stuff like that, and I understand that they're equated with being sexy, but I think of those as more fashion accessories, rather than things actually related to sex, if that makes sense?" Takuya admitted, though even he wasn't sure how to explain the difference between sexy fashion accessory and something directly related to sex.

Yamato realizes swiftly that he's staring at Takuya and pulls his eyes away while he processes. That is some asexual stuff there, "Takuya-kun. Sexy clothes are sexy. When... when people like me see someone wearing sexy clothes, it makes us think of having sex with them."

It feels a little bit like explaining that your stomach growls when you're hungry, so he hopes it's not patronizing.

Takuya frowned slightly, trying to figure out if it was his explanation that was lacking, or his own understanding of how the large majority of people saw this. "Well, yeah.... but I mean.... okay. A short skirt is sexy, right? But someone *wearing* a short skirt isn't necessarily inviting sex. In the same way, I can see someone wearing a collar like that that is considered sexy, but not wearing it in a desire to have sex. Just wearing it because that person likes the way it looks or feels." Maybe that would be a better explanation of his feelings? "I'm more curious what you like about it in a sex setting, rather than a general wearing it as an accessory setting."

The redhead nods along with a short skirt not meaning someone is inviting sex - he fully believes that there is nothing someone can wear that would invite sex, even if there were someone walking naked down the middle of the street. "Ok, yes, but what I'm saying is -- If some guy was walking down the street wearing a collar, I would think it was kind of hot. But if I was in a sexual situation with that guy and he was wearing a collar, or maybe even *just* a collar? Yeah, that's pretty sexy. I wouldn't want to attach a leash to it and give him commands, but it would be sexier than him not wearing it, to me. But I also just like leather and things that look like leather."

That answer was exactly what Takuya had been curious about. "Ah! Okay. So... would you find *me* sexy in a leather collar?" He asked, since the hypothetical man in the example did not, necessarily, equate to *him*. After all, the drummer had a certain look and style, and that might not translate into a fantasy for Yamato where a collar would be exciting. However, now that he was thinking about a collar and sexy things... he wondered if it might simulate, just a little bit, that restriction from breath play that fascinated him.

"I think I probably would -- it's not exactly your style, but in a dress up context rarely it would be pretty hot," Yamato agrees, glad they'd managed to get onto the same page.

"Mmm~ Okay. Different question: I know I said I was interested in the idea of breath play in the future.... do you know if a collar like that can, kind of, simulate that kind of restriction? Or is it not really meant for that?" Takuya asked, figuring Yamato would be the best to ask, and if his boyfriend didn't know, he'd have a better idea who to ask, or where to look. to find out.

The redhead knew Takuya had some interest in breath play - it had come up in the will - want - won't discussion, but somehow it's a mild surprise when it gets brought up. He nods, "I think there are... Most aren't or won't; I don't even think the ones here would be. Probably has to be a custom thing... I would definitely want to do more research first."

"Mmm... okay." Takuya agreed, then shot a smile at his boyfriend. "Sounds like we'll have something to do later." He added, though whether 'later' meant that day, or another, was really up for debate. He did move on from the collars, though. Next on his perusal was some more apparatuses, like sex swings. He knew, vaguely, that Yamato owned one of these, but for the life of him he couldn't really figure out how such a thing worked. So, it wasn't so much that he was interested in owning one himself that he stopped to look, but to try and understand it.

Luckily, the package shows the thing being used in several different positions - admittedly with a feminine body in the swing, but the positions don't change that much. Yamato grins, since, yes, he does have one, and would like to use it sometimes. Gently (despite the expression on his face), he asks, "Any questions?"

For all that Takuya knew his boyfriend was right there, when Yamato spoke up, it made the drummer jump slightly. Obviously his mind had been very much on the images and reading the descriptions on the boxes. "Mmm... I think I get it. I didn't realize there were ones where both people could be suspended at the same time, as well as ones where just the partner being penetrated would be in the air." He admitted, really only having imagined the latter scenario, and certainly not understanding that the 'swing' part was mostly a misnomer. There really wasn't much under the butt at all, if anything, from what he could tell in the pictures.

"It's kind of like... really easy suspension - there are loads of different positions you can use it for. It's also easier to adjust than, say, furniture, if you want to adjust for height differences. It has lots of uses, really," Yamato admits.

"More than just the ones shown on the box, I'm guessing?" Takuya asked, though that did make sense. Surely the pictures on the box were just a few suggestions of things you could do. Since there wasn't even a male/male option shown, he *knew* that all possibilities weren't illustrated.

"Yup, more than this. It accomodates anal just as well as anything it's showing, I've even seen some wild oral positions using one," Yamato agrees. He could do the world's fastest sketches of any position he wanted to try, he just realizes now.

"That's good to know." Takuya replied, then smiled at his boyfriend again, this time with a bit of a glint to it, "Though, I think we should test yours out before deciding if one should live in my house." He added, then moved on from there. He had mostly glossed over things that were obviously purely for women, but the last area he came to showcased penis pumps, clitoris pumps, and cock sleeves and sheaths. The latter two he could see how they would work to enhance length, girth, or stimulation, but the former two he just blinked at. "Does that even actually work?" He asked, absolutely incredulous.

"Sounds very reasonable," Yamato agrees, trying not to let his excitement at the fact that Takuya seems a lot more interested shine too brightly in the store. "No. Well, not in any meaningful way. You might be able to get some temporary inflammation like bruising but you're not going to change your body. But until sex and nudity get less stigma, there will be people who are ashamed of themselves even though they're perfectly normal. Sad."

"That sounds like a lot of unnecessary discomfort for something so fleeting. I agree, that seems really sad. Maybe one day people will realize they are just fine the way they are." Takuya replied. Having had times where he had felt inadequate due to his own 'difference', he could understand the desire to fit the public idea of 'normal', but he was much happier now, being with someone who accepted him as he was and not trying to force or manipulate himself into something he wasn't.

"Well, we can use art to help reach out to people who still feel alone; who feel different. Until I get declared supreme dictator of earth, that'll have to do," Yamato replies, slipping in just a little whacky nonsense without changing the tone he was speaking with at all.

Takuya was nodding along in complete agreement, right up until that last bit, which made him burst out laughing before covering his mouth at the louder than expected sound. "You are impossible." He said, once he had his laughter under control. "Okay, are we done? Or did I miss anything?" He asked, pretty sure he had looked at everything, but it was possible something had been missed along the way.

"Don't worry - you'd be my consort, and obviously the one actually running everything. I would just be the charismatic figurehead," Yamato still sounds like he's just talking about them planning for lunch tomorrow or something. He looks around and shrugs, "I think that's about everything - and we got the most important stuff right away."

Now *that* made takuya snort. "Honestly, that sounds rather plausible. Guess we know what we're doing once the band has been huge for years and we kind of want to retire from the touring life." He responded, thoroughly amused now. At the confirmation that they hadn't missed anything of import, he asked, "So, does that mean I should go pay now?"

"Conquering the world; of course," Yamato grins broadly, already heading back to the stairs so they can pay. "Yup, I think we're good for now. There is another sex store we could go to if you want...." He doesn't think it's super necessary, but wants to give his lover the option.

"Obviously. We'll have all the good will from fans, hopefully all over the world, at that point, so world conquering should be relatively easy." Takuya continued with a smile for his boyfriend. There didn't seem to be much of a line for the register, so he was pretty quick paying. Once they were heading out of the store, he considered Yamato's suggestion. "Mmmm.... Unless there are some really different things to be had there, I don't think we really need to go to the second one today?" Honestly, he was pretty happy with his current purchases, and he was just starting to feel hungry enough to consider seeking out dinner.

"I firmly believe you can do it. I'll just run the social media," Yamato chuckles, since that's how the band goes. "If you were looking for vibes it'd be worth the stop but for BDSM stuff? I don't think we're going to find anything wildly different." he resists the urge to get his arm around Takuya, and says, "So does that mean it's dinner time?"

"Wait, how am I suddenly going to do the lion's share of the work for *you* wanting to take over the world?" Takuya asked with warm amusement. The response to his question had him shaking his head. "Yeah, I don't think we need to go to the other one today, then." He agreed, then nodded vigorously at the idea of dinner. "Absolutely. I'm starting to get hungry, so by the time we choose a place and get our food, I should definitely be able to eat.

"This is the same way the band works; why are you so surprised?" Yamato suggests, shoving his hands in his pockets because they're cold but he's too cool to have brought gloves with him. "Any preference for dinner then?"

Takuya just rolled his eyes at that obvious response, but didn't make any other of his own. Instead, he just shrugged at the question of dinner. "Not particularly. Just... maybe not Indian? Just not feeling that kind of spicing today." He added, realizing almost immediately after his initial response that this was true.

Yamato takes Takuya's lack of further protests about the world domination plan to be acquiescence of the inevitable and focuses on the more immediate concern, "Well, there's fast stuff like gyuudon or some american burger chains; there's nerdy stuff like the gundam cafe or any of the million maid cafes, and there are some slightly nicer places around; sushi, okonomiyaki...." If he gets more indecision he'll choose something, but him giving options may spark something.

"Heaven help us from going to some kind of fast food place!" Takuya complained, though he obviously hadn't shot that down initially. Honestly, if Yamato had voiced a real desire to go to such a place, he probably would have gone along with it without a single comment. But if he was being given an opinion... "Honestly, I was thinking of something like one of the nicer places. Sushi would probably be healthier overall.... but I'm honestly more taken with okonomiyaki, now that you mention it." He admitted, though he would be happy to be convinced otherwise if Yamato was feeling wildly different than him.

If Yamato were going to go to a fast food place, it would have been one of the American chains.... he's amused that nerdy locations were fully dismissed. He doesn't have a strong preference between the nicer places, so he goes along with Takuya's whims, "Well then, I do happen to know a nice okonomiyaki restaurant - and if we're lucky we can get a window seat overlooking the train tracks."

It wasn't so much that Takuya wanted to ignore the nerdy cafes, but they just didn't seem like proper dinner places to him. Maybe if they'd been there for lunch, or were looking to stop for an afternoon, or later night snack, then he might have been more interested in those options. With Yamato speaking positively for an okonomiyaki restaurant, though, he was happy to follow along. "Sounds good to me. Lead the way~"

"I think this is the second time I've taken you out for okonomiyaki," Yamato admits, although this was a different restaurant as the other one had been in Odaiba after comiket. He was already heading in the direction of the restaurant before Takuya suggested he lead the way.

"Mmm! That's true!" Takuya readily agreed. "I almost forgot about that!" That had been quite the day, honestly. The food, compared to everything else, hadn't been all that memorable, sadly. Maybe this would be different, though?

"Well, that dinner was more about reading all our shiny new books anyways," Yamato jokes. He leads the way back to the big plaza that has the gundam cafe, then heads into a building. He has to check the directory to remember which floor the restaurant was on, but soon enough they've arrived.

"That and I had to be careful of my lipstick and other makeup that day." Takuya added, remembering how daintily he'd had to eat. It had felt a lot like he thought Naoto looked when eating. Thankfully, today he didn't have to be even half that careful. Once they arrived at the restaurant, he had to smile. "Smells delicious~"

"Such hardships," Yamato commiserates. He would wear black lipstick more, as he likes how it looks, but it can be a pain. They do indeed get a table overlooking the train tracks *and* the plaza, which is exactly why the redhead remembers this restaurant so fondly. That's not an insult to the food at all. He looks out the window before so much as glancing at the menu.

Takuya, however, let his gaze fall on Yamato instead, while his boyfriend looked out the window. The lines of that beloved face illuminated by the light coming in the window were lovely, and just just enjoyed taking them in for a moment. After taking that time, though, he lets his eyes move toward the view outside the window as well. It really was quite a nice view, and he could see why the redhead had remembered this particular restaurant. Still, he *was* hungry, so his gaze inevitably went to the menu after not too long, so that he could choose some food.

After watching the Yamanote line train come and go, the redhead finally looks back to his boyfriend and the menu. "Ooh, they have a couples set -- wanna just go with that?" Firstly, it was easy, secondly it had a lot of options and third the simple joy of getting a couples set. He doesn't think the restaurant will read into it but he'll take pride in knowing the accuracy.

"Hmm?" Takuya replied, glancing up at his boyfriend, then looking at the place in the menu that Yamato had indicated and read what the couples set included. "Oh! That sounds perfect!" He agreed, then looked up at the other man again and smiled. He would definitely agreed that just the idea of the couples meal was worthwhile, even if it hadn't sounded tasty. The fact that it did just made it better. "Any idea what you want to drink?"

"I didn't look yet," Yamato responds. Well, the answer is beer, without looking, but he wants to see what they have available. And then, without looking, he flags down a waiter anyways. He just gets a recommendation instead of bothering to look, and orders the couples set for them since they're in agreement about that.

Takuya smiled in amusement at that response, then glanced at the drink options. He half considered getting a glass of wine, but listening to the waiter list off a few beer recommendations, he changed his mind and ordered one of the beers on that short list. Once their order was in, he smiled at Yamato again. "So... what brought you here the last time you were here?" He asked, mildly curious.

"God, what was it?" Yamato chuckles to himself, trying to recall. "I think it was doujin business....? I've come here a couple times since. If I'm in Akiba and haven't bankrupted myself buying shit."

"Ah~~" Takuya responded with a smile. "I see. So mostly work, or after shopping like today." His smile went a little teasing. "I wondered if, maybe, you came here with exes sometimes." He admitted. Not that he would be jealous about that, honestly. He really was just curious if this was a 'date restaurant' in his boyfriend's mind. Then again, it *was* the drummer who had chosen this cuisine from the listed options.

"I mean, probably once," Yamato admits. He's had a couple dates in Akiba and this is certainly a place he would recommend in such an occasion. Thankfully he's not worried about jealousy in the least, he's never really felt any of that from the drummer. "And I mean--" the redhead gestures towards that huge window-wall, looking out over the tracks and the plaza by the station, "This view."

"Mmm." Takuya responded neutrally as he nodded with a bit of a smile. The smile grew, though, as Yamato continued. "You know; I'm really not surprised by that." He commented. Given his boyfriend's interest in the huge windows in his apartment, he wasn't at all surprised that Yamato liked the view from this restaurant.

Yamato is an incredibly visual creature, hence his interest in visual arts, and even getting into a musical genre with an emphasis on visuals. Of course his attraction to Takuya is deeper than just looks, but saying that the other man being gorgeous wasn't a factor would be a lie. The redhead just grins back at Takuya at the other man's lack of surprise.

Since there wasn't really anyone near enough to listen in on their conversation unless they were actually loud, Takuya felt safe enough adding, "You should totally have a doujin where one of the main characters works at a restaurant like this and.... uses these windows." He knew he didn't have to elaborate any further than that to get his idea across. Sure, he was aware that his own windows were likely to feature in a future book, but the public aspect of the restaurant, even after hours, was another layer of titillating.

The redhead's grin broadens wolfishly at the suggestion, quite enjoying it, and replies, "Well, as a suggestion from my number 1 fan, I will definitely take it under advisement." And man, he loves hearing filthy stuff like that come out of Takuya's mouth~ Ok, so probably someone overhearing may not have picked up on how dirty it was, but Yamato knows exactly what was being implied~

"Fantastic~" Takuya responded with an answering smile, absolutely enjoying the grin that his suggestion had elicited. He had a feeling that such a situation, should it actually appear, would be even more appealing than it was in his imagination. After all, Yamato was the artistic one. He just had a vague idea of what such a thing *could* look like.

Yamato's not entirely married to the idea that one of the characters needs to work at the restaurant, but it would be a good reason for them to be in after hours. But no point in bringing that up now. It's a fun idea nevertheless. He jokingly complains, "Well, now that's on my mind when I'm looking at the window instead of the view."

Takuya chuckled at that mild complaint. "Well, you do have to take in the view to be able to put it into some images to show how beautiful it looks, right?" He teased lightly, since Yamato probably wouldn't use this particular view if he *did* decide to use the restaurant idea. Even if it wouldn't have been weird, that just wasn't his boyfriend's way.

The redhead chuckles, "You're just trying to justify ruining my people-watching." He's clearly not bothered in the least. He thanks the waiter who has returned with their drinks, and holds up his beer for a casual cheers with Takuya.

"Yup, you caught me." Takuya agreed, though he was definitely joking. He knew that Yamato wasn't actually upset at all though, so it was fine. He joined his boyfriend in that cheers, then took an experimental sip of his beer. His brows raised slightly, and he let out a pleased "Hmm!" before taking another sip.

Yamato's beer coaxes a warm hum from the artist, definitely enjoying his sip. They enjoy their beer and soon enough their food, all in the pleasant atmosphere.

When their food arrived, Takuya couldn't help but smile at how cute the concept of the couples meal was. Not that it was overtly 'couply', but just knowing what it was and that they *were* a couple made it nice. And the fact that the food was genuinely tasty just made it all the better. Once he was done with his food though, he settled back with a contented sigh. "Nnnn.... that was good, but I don't think I can move right away." He admitted, glad that he still had some of his beer left, as well as a green tea that he had ordered midway through eating.

The redhead is pretty good at cooking okonomiyaki in a restaurant for someone who literally hadn't used the pots and pans in his own kitchen. "Pretty big portion size for a set for two, honestly." This is the furthest thing from a complaint. He'd gotten a top-up of his beer half way through, definitely not being the healthy one at the table. "We can definitely stay seated for a while." Especially with the artist in such a prime people-watching location.

"Definitely." Takuya agreed, regarding the portion size. "I'm not sure I've eaten this much in one sitting in a while." He had to smile at Yamato agreeing with the idea of just sitting for a while, though. He took a sip of his tea and smiled some more. "I'll have to finish my beer before I drink too much more of this. Have to help it digest too."

"Last time we ate at the Traveller," Yamato suggests, as a time he's certain they've eaten a lot in one seating relatively recently. He sips his beer and looks out the window -- he's by no means trying to ignore his boyfriend, but rather it's a sign of how comfortable he is in this relationship that he can just do his thing and enjoy the view without worrying about Takuya.

"Mmm... so a while, then." Takuya confirmed, then switched back to his beer, working on finishing the end of it. In between sips of his beer, he took the chance to admire his boyfriend's profile. He didn't feel ignored at all. More like he was getting to observe the creative process of his favourite mangaka. Even if that wasn't exactly what Yamato was doing, it was still nice looking at that face as it studied the world outside.

It's not NOT what Yamato is doing - and also a part of his song writing process as well. He occasionally has sips of his own beer, or glances back over to check on Takuya. It's overall very chill and he loves being able to relax like this even while out with a partner. Eventually the drinks are running out though, and he properly brings his attention back to the other man, "Feeling more ready to head out now?"