[It's funny, that as Makoto kisses him harder, as his teeth threaten to cut into his lip as their kiss continues, there's a taste that's all his own. Something indescribable, nothing like the demons he knows, but not something that's wholly human either. Part of him wonders then, if he carries that same taste? They're both demons, but they haven't been demons long. Not long enough to truly cultivate a taste or even scent all their own. In time, maybe, but right now, it's a mash of both worlds that the two of them carry, that mingle together on his tongue.
A pleased sound echoes in his throat. It all comes back to that. It all comes back to what they are, what they were, and how that alone is enough to excite him, to entice him more so than the push for him to back up. Not before he nips at Makoto's lower lip though, teeth sharper than they had been only moments prior. It's something he's come to find here. That there's usually subtle changes to accompany his moods or wants, and in this case, it's definitely, definitely wants.
But patience is needed. They'll get there. There's still time to explore between them. For Kazuya himself to better acquaint himself with the kinds of things Makoto might like, might enjoy. They're here for his exploration of concepts, but that doesn't necessarily mean he can't learn anything about the person so willing to take him up on his curiousity. Especially not with how hot his blood is pumping in his ears, his heartbeat kicking up a notch or three once he's scooted back an appropriate amount. It breaks their kiss, sure, but Kazuya's hand remains firmly on Makoto's cheek, still brushing it with his thumb gently despite the electric heat between them.]
Let me know if I do something you don't like, alright?
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A pleased sound echoes in his throat. It all comes back to that. It all comes back to what they are, what they were, and how that alone is enough to excite him, to entice him more so than the push for him to back up. Not before he nips at Makoto's lower lip though, teeth sharper than they had been only moments prior. It's something he's come to find here. That there's usually subtle changes to accompany his moods or wants, and in this case, it's definitely, definitely wants.
But patience is needed. They'll get there. There's still time to explore between them. For Kazuya himself to better acquaint himself with the kinds of things Makoto might like, might enjoy. They're here for his exploration of concepts, but that doesn't necessarily mean he can't learn anything about the person so willing to take him up on his curiousity. Especially not with how hot his blood is pumping in his ears, his heartbeat kicking up a notch or three once he's scooted back an appropriate amount. It breaks their kiss, sure, but Kazuya's hand remains firmly on Makoto's cheek, still brushing it with his thumb gently despite the electric heat between them.]
Let me know if I do something you don't like, alright?