☀ Takuma 045☀ : The many windswept yellow stickies of my mind

[not_my_grandpa]

Who: Takuma and D
Where: Cottage 20
Style: Third
Status: CLOSED!
Warning: This log may or may not contain heavy sexual content (We're not sure yet).

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D knew who it was long before the tale-tell knock on the door. He could catch the blond's scent from a mile away. Perhaps more than that. So at first, as Takuma waited at the door, D didn't move from his spot.

However, the dhampir finally released a sigh, standing from the couch where Cooro was sleeping, passed out from dinner. D shuffled over in his pajamas of just a form-fitting maroon t-shirt with a large gold 2 on it and some dark grey, draw-string sleep pants.

Cooro had been keeping the house lively, what with Harry in and out, and D doing his own bit of dragging himself around. His body chemistry had been out of sorts. But now, feeling, smelling, and sensing the blond just outside the door...

D rested his fingertips against the wooden door. His blood lust took a sharp spike upwards, then bomb-dived until it burned into nothingness, and his aura was gone.

He opened the door. His lavender eyes stared at Takuma, dark hair fluttering a bit.

...Talk, D.

"..."

Come on!

"...Takuma," He finally spoke slowly.

[not_my_grandpa]

Takuma felt the sporadic shift of D's presence. He shivered when the blood lust spiked then felt his heart sink when there was just nothing. It was eerie.

He looked up at the dhampir, his green eyes meeting with his lavender ones and he held his gaze for a moment. He could feel his heart beat faster just from seeing him again. All of that longing he had been feeling, all of the thoughts that were swirling around in his mind, everything. It all seemed to just disappear as he lost himself in those sparkling eyes.

What should he say? How to start this?

"H-happy belated birthday, D....", he said holding up the gifts like a sacrificial lamb, smiling calmly (as calmly as he could) at him. "May I come in?"

[nothiskidthanks]

D looked down at the gifts. He reached down, taking them hesitantly, giving them a look before moving to the side, shifting them all into one arm.

"Thank you. ...Come in."

[not_my_grandpa]

"You're welcome", he said, smiling with a bit less tension. He stepped into the cottage that he hadn't been to in what seemed like forever and looked over at the sleeping Cooro. His face softened at the sleeping figure.

He didn't want to disturb the little crow from his slumber, so he looked towards D's bedroom and started heading towards it so he could watch the other open his presents.

He hoped D liked them, he was very hard to buy for.

[nothiskidthanks]

D followed him, only pausing to cover Cooro with the throw of the couch with one hand. The dhampir glanced at the small boy before moving towards his bedroom, following the blond.

D spared a glance at Harry's room (who was out for the evening on patrol), and followed Takuma inside. The hunter closed the door after him.

The tall man moved across his room, which had slowly become filled with some of Cooro's belongings. The child's hand-ax and other travel gear was piled in a corner along with D's massive blade. A shirt of his was strewn to the ground. D set the presents down on the bedside table, before reaching down and picking up the child's clothes from his bath earlier, quietly (and in a domesticated fashion) collecting everything and setting them in the laundry hamper by the closet.

He was holding back. It was taking everything in D to keep his aura crushed and unreadable. Physically, his stomach was churning, knotting itself tightly so that pain was searing mercilessly inside of him.

[not_my_grandpa]

Takuma watched as D moved about his room, picking up the little things here and there, tidying up. He stood there a bit awkwardly wondering if he should help or just wait until he was finished.

His hands came to his front and he laced his fingers together. The noble wondered if he should start speaking or...

The silence was a bit uncomfortable for him, but he figured he'd wait for D to start. He'd said all he needed to for the moment. It was D's turn to speak, which may have been asking for the impossible.

[nothiskidthanks]

After D finished straightening up, he turned and looked at Takuma, both separated by the bed.

But of course, D didn't say anything. His eyes were glowing just the faintest as he gazed over at the noble in the dark of his bedroom.

[not_my_grandpa]

Takuma felt the gaze fall on him and he looked back at him, staring at him. Should he initiate the conversation?

He could feel his emeralds melt into his amethysts.

If he needed to say anything, what should he say?

[nothiskidthanks]

A long pause past as the two gave each other the stare down. The minutes crawled by like hours, almost twenty, to be precise.

"Come here."

[not_my_grandpa]

It was almost as if he was in a trance for that lapse of time that settled in between them then left after it's overstayed welcome.

He blinked his eyes a couple of times as if snapping out of the trance and started to walk around the bed and over towards the dhampir.

The blond stopped in front of him where he was within arm's reach. He smiled softly up to him.

"Yes?"

[nothiskidthanks]

There was some hesitation, as if D was unsure of himself. His left hand twitched a small bit, slowly reached up, lifting into the air. It stopped a few times in its ascent, until it became clear it was headed towards Takuma's face. D's hand hovered just a bit before the blond's cheek, but as soon as his fingertips slid across the blond's smooth skin, the rest of his hand followed until the palm rested, cupped against his cheek. And then it all dropped. The deathly calm aura that had followed D around finally plummeted, dropping off him like a heavy sack of weights, only to be followed by a world-crushing bloodlust that crashed right into the room, pulling D down like the strongest of gravities. It happened in a split second as D's palm hit Takuma's face, for as soon as skin rested against skin, D had pulled Takuma down into his bed as if gravity had jerked him there

[not_my_grandpa]

Out of the corner of Takuma's eye, he was waiting, anticipating that hand to touch him. That deadly hand that can touch him so gently and warm his very soul. His heartbeat quickened with every second that D's hand faltered and his breath was held tightly in his lungs as if letting it go would scare away his hand

[nothiskidthanks]

D merely buried his face into Takuma's nuzzling their noses and cheeks together much like animals--beasts--would. A faint purr rode in the back of D's throat--their hearts were beating in unison, connecting with one another.

[not_my_grandpa]

Finally, he felt like they were in sync. So far it had been an unbalanced scale, one's feelings seeming like they outweighed the other or one's wants being different. But in that moment, as he nuzzled back like an affectionate kitten, smiling happily, he felt like they could become one.

His arms came up to wrap around D's shoulder and he pulled him down further, wanting to become closer and closer.

[nothiskidthanks]

If there was some way to physically meld into Takuma, Dwould have done it in that moment as the blond's arms pulled D closer into their body. He felt like he could crush Takuma with the weight of his desire. The hunter released a ragged breath, his pointed nose bumping a bit into Takuma's smaller one. The dhampir pulled his face away, and as he did so he exposed the sight of those baby fangs of his, protruding from D's lips, begging, threatening to elongate into something a monster used if his bloodlust wasn't satisfied... now.

"Takuma..." He said nothing but the Aristocrat's name, but the tone said it all--more than.

[not_my_grandpa]

One of Takuma's hands left D's back to pull the collar of his opened shirt down over his shoulder, exposing not only his neck, but his entire left collar area to him.

He tilted his head to the side and closed his eyes slowly. His pulse on his neck throbbed strongly as his heart beat as powerfully as D's.

"Go ahead...", he said softly.