Ohno was, in fact, simply sitting on his small futon couch and sketching absently when his phone began to ring. He jumped just slightly when the sound of the tone pierced the silence of his apartment and it took him a few moments to realize just what it was that was making the noise.
Finally gathering his wits enough to actually realize it was his phone ringing, Ohno answered it quickly. "Hello?"
"Hey, Oh-chan. It's me," Nino said, though he was pretty sure Ohno would recognize his voice. He scratched the back of his neck. "Hey, um... you aren't busy or anything, are you?"
Ohno's face broke out into a soft smile at the sound of Nino's voice. He set his sketch pad down and shifted a little on the couch to cross his legs underneath him. "I was just getting ready to sit down for tea with the Queen of England, but what's up?"
He knew Nino would see straight through the tease. And if he didn't, well, something was wrong.
Nino laughed dryly. The Queen of England, indeed. He sat on the arm of the couch, allowing Pearl to spring into his lap. He pet her absently while she purred at the phone.
"Pearl misses you and I haven't eaten yet. Think you can tear yourself away from tea to join us lowly commoners?"
Ohno watched as Nino fought with the bubbles, laughing and batting the ones on his nose away. Ignoring the dishes, Ohno wrapped his arms around Nino's waist and pulled him in for a kiss, effectively kissing the pout away.
Grinning still against his lips, Ohno pulled away. "Forgive me?"
Whatever pretense of pouting there might have been, Nino gave it up very quickly. He wrapped his arms around Ohno's shoulders. When they pulled back from the kiss, he pressed their noses together. Ohno's skin was only the tiniest bit sticky from soap.
"Maybe," Nino teased, nipping at Ohno's bottom lip.
Ohno relaxed into Nino's arms, feeling comfortable there. He let Nino nip at his lips, nipping back gently. His hands settled on Nino's hips, keeping him close. He swayed a bit with him, kissing him over and over.
They were dancing. Not really dancing, because it wasn't the same as it had been at the Fat Cat, but they were dancing. Nino wanted to laugh. He turned his face up into Ohno's kisses, grinning, instead.
Ohno knew he should logically be frightened by the sound of Nino's voice in his head - it simply wasn't normal, was it? Even for a magical being. But it was right, it was Nino and he could hear him even as they kissed deeply.
Kazunari... he whispered back in his mind, his tongue twining with Nino's as his hips rolled deeply into Nino over and over.
Hearing Ohno should probably have made Nino jolt and look around with wide eyes, but it was Ohno's voice. Ohno's soothing, gentle voice, made deep and thick with passion. And it made sense - they were so very wrapped up in each other, their magics twined together, and they were at the height of emotion.
Nino hiked his legs higher and moaned quietly into Ohno's mouth. Ohno thrust into him at a different angle, and Nino moaned louder, gasping for breath. He clenched tightly again. "Fuck-- ah--"
Hearing Nino's voice in his head and then in pleasure between them was so starkly different that Ohno had to give a soft chuckle. It was quickly replaced by a moan, though, as Nino's movements clenched around him again. His movements quickened and the hand he'd been stroking Nino's cheek with moved to his erection.
He was already close and he knew Nino was as well - a few well-executed strokes and he'd be gone.
On the one had, Ohno chuckling during sex seemed like something Nino should be offended by. On the other, Nino couldn't help but be amused by Ohno's amusement. His lips curved up and he opened his mouth to speak.
Nino shut it quickly. He arched up sharply and cried out as soon as Ohno touched him. Shuddering rather than trembling now, Nino kept gasping, trying to drag breath into his lung and hold on, to keep this going even though he knew it was impossible.
Ohno knew Nino's skin would be even softer than normal now thanks to the salt and he couldn't wait to touch it. He sat, waiting, his tail slowly beginning to dry out.
It was never a truly pleasant experience, transforming between the two forms, but he'd done it enough the past few years he'd gotten over the uncomfortable sensation. As it were, right now he could feel his toes.
Nino nodded. Now that he was dry, his wings lifted from his back and shivered from his shoulders to their tips. The water was summarily shaken from them. Nino finished combing his hair and sat on the edge of the tub, reaching out to touch Ohno's tail gently before it went away. It was still soft even without being underwater. Nino smiled softly.
Ohno watched as Nino's wings shook the water from them and grinned. They caught the light from above the bathroom mirror and shimmered so prettily. The color really did suit Nino well. He smiled when Nino stroked his tail again. It was probably going to give him an embarrassing situation come the time his legs reappeared, but he honestly didn't care - it felt too good.
"Thank you," he murmured back, his fingertips reaching out to touch the tip of one of Nino's wings lightly.
Nino turned a little, following the line Ohno's finger made against his wing tip with his eyes. His lips curved up and he shook his head.
"Statement of fact, not a compliment," he murmured. Nino then turned back to look at Ohno. "I've been thinking of talking to Meisa. Seeing if she knows somebody who works with wings." He paused to chew his lip. "They're still too stiff to use. If they're going to be out, I don't want them being for decoration."
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Finally gathering his wits enough to actually realize it was his phone ringing, Ohno answered it quickly. "Hello?"
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He knew Nino would see straight through the tease. And if he didn't, well, something was wrong.
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"Pearl misses you and I haven't eaten yet. Think you can tear yourself away from tea to join us lowly commoners?"
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Grinning still against his lips, Ohno pulled away. "Forgive me?"
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"Maybe," Nino teased, nipping at Ohno's bottom lip.
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"How about now?"
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"I don't know..." he sing-songed.
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Kazunari... he whispered back in his mind, his tongue twining with Nino's as his hips rolled deeply into Nino over and over.
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Nino hiked his legs higher and moaned quietly into Ohno's mouth. Ohno thrust into him at a different angle, and Nino moaned louder, gasping for breath. He clenched tightly again. "Fuck-- ah--"
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He was already close and he knew Nino was as well - a few well-executed strokes and he'd be gone.
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Nino shut it quickly. He arched up sharply and cried out as soon as Ohno touched him. Shuddering rather than trembling now, Nino kept gasping, trying to drag breath into his lung and hold on, to keep this going even though he knew it was impossible.
"Fuck-- Ohno-- close--"
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It was never a truly pleasant experience, transforming between the two forms, but he'd done it enough the past few years he'd gotten over the uncomfortable sensation. As it were, right now he could feel his toes.
"Almost. Tail'll be gone in a few minutes."
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"It's really pretty," he murmured.
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"Thank you," he murmured back, his fingertips reaching out to touch the tip of one of Nino's wings lightly.
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"Statement of fact, not a compliment," he murmured. Nino then turned back to look at Ohno. "I've been thinking of talking to Meisa. Seeing if she knows somebody who works with wings." He paused to chew his lip. "They're still too stiff to use. If they're going to be out, I don't want them being for decoration."
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