[ Now this is more their speed: brief moments of smothering one another in affection, quick kisses and murmured words. It's a pleasant break in the illusion of maid and master, a small breather from the new source of excitement that they've established for tonight.
Ren's hand stills when the kisses pepper his cheek, a soft, amused exhale at Ryuji's enthusiasm huffing from his nose. ]
I love you, too. And yeah, I am.
[ There's a little bit more of a grin with that last part, and he begins to chop again, movements steady with experience despite the slight movements of Ryuji as he hangs on from behind. He makes quick work of the rest of the prep, and once the chopping board has the vegetables divided up into neat piles of various sized cuts, Ren sets the knife down and turns in the circle of Ryuji's arms.
He really should have thought this through better—doing so puts him face-to-face, front-to-front, with Ryuji. The sight of him in his clothes triggers a pulse of interest through his body, one that Ren resists by slipping into another one of his mild "maid" smiles. ]
It has to cook for a while longer. Why don't you go sit down and relax?
[ It's time that they could get up to other things, but that would mean begging on his part. Something Ren has no intention of doing. So Ryuji can go sit and wait for his dinner. ]
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Ren's hand stills when the kisses pepper his cheek, a soft, amused exhale at Ryuji's enthusiasm huffing from his nose. ]
I love you, too. And yeah, I am.
[ There's a little bit more of a grin with that last part, and he begins to chop again, movements steady with experience despite the slight movements of Ryuji as he hangs on from behind. He makes quick work of the rest of the prep, and once the chopping board has the vegetables divided up into neat piles of various sized cuts, Ren sets the knife down and turns in the circle of Ryuji's arms.
He really should have thought this through better—doing so puts him face-to-face, front-to-front, with Ryuji. The sight of him in his clothes triggers a pulse of interest through his body, one that Ren resists by slipping into another one of his mild "maid" smiles. ]
It has to cook for a while longer. Why don't you go sit down and relax?
[ It's time that they could get up to other things, but that would mean begging on his part. Something Ren has no intention of doing. So Ryuji can go sit and wait for his dinner. ]