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[policedefective]

[Now this is something he understands more. Confrontation. Rivalry. The push to bring the worst out in each other.]

Why, did you forget how I look already? Or was it the talk of luxury?

[He is, after all wearing a rather damper outfit, complete with a golden chain pinning both sides in a clasp that could easily remind Akira of the same one Loki used to have.]

[le_mat]

I just like looking at you.

[So blunt]

All the talk DID get my attention though, yeah.

[policedefective]

[So blunt! Akechi can't quite say it the same.]

So you like the danger as well, then.

[His eyes narrow a bit as he says that. Waiting. Anticipating.]

[le_mat]

[He comes closer, making them almost toe to toe, reaching up to trace his claws along Akechi's shoulder]

You know that. I've always been weak to risk.

[policedefective]

[It IS nice that they are toe to toe (or hoof to claw) now, instead of Akira towering over him. At the slight touch, there's smoke exiting his mouth. It's honestly more for show than anything else. Akira is immune to fire now, after all.]

I suppose I like being reminded about it. Maybe that's why you're a luxury to me.

[le_mat]

The luxury of someone that can keep up with you? Who wants that thrill?

[He doesn't say 'who isn't scared of you' because that's not true. What is danger without fear? Not worth anything at all. The excitement comes from knowing it and coming back anyway]

[policedefective]

Well if you're not up to the task, I could just leave again...

[An empty threat amd they both know it.]

But...isn't what defines luxury something that you normally can't have? Without this world, we never would have met.

[le_mat]

[That makes him smile. Another victory that he isn't Ren. That Akechi doesn't think of him as Ren.

At this point he's known him longer than he knew the Akechi from his own reality. The one he had destroyed so much for. He can't say he wouldn't do the same thing for him. Maybe worse. No, he HAS done worse already.

His tail swishes happily.]

That's true. Here there's only the one me and the one you that matters, right?

[policedefective]

That's right.

[He watches the tail swish back and forth before locking eyes with him again.]

You truely are one of a kind. I don't think I've been bored with you just yet.

[There's almost a soft purr to his voice now. It's a side of himself that Goro didn't realize he had.]

[le_mat]

[Oh that sound gets him- he's never heard anything like it, unsure if it's the goblin in him or if this was always part of Akechi. His eyes practically glow]

Well, then I better makes sure to keep being... interesting.

[His own voice drops even lower then it usually is at the last word]

[policedefective]

[Wow, that's um....

..um...

...okay, now that's a whole new level of being confused for Akechi that just reared its head. It sounds powerful and commanding, and makes him respect Akira more. It's not something he's heard Ren do either, almost as if it was for him exclusively.

Or maybe his imagination is taking over again. He needs to prove himself before he feels weak.

Suddenly without a word, he grabs Akira by both his shoulders and attempts switch their places so he can pin his rival to the wall.]

[le_mat]

[And Akira lets him, grinning like a fool as his back hits the wall, panting slightly]

Going to kill me?

[policedefective]

[It is satisfying to hear the thwack as Akira's back hit the wall. He looks at his rival with his head slightly tilted, clearly both enjoying this, but also unhinged, much like when he was the Black Mask. There's loud pauses in his breathing as he talks.]

That depends if you want me to. It has been a while, hasn't it?

[le_mat]

[it would be different, here. Not like the Cube, where they restored instantly. Not like when he was taken by the Red Fog or the Shade transformation and wasn't really himself. He shivers in what he knows isn't fear]

I'd rather not lose my memories. But...

[He leans towards that bird-like tilt of Akechi's head, breath puffing over his lips]

There's other things we could do.

[policedefective]

[He lets off an undignified squawk at that comment, the spikes on his elbow growing a bit without him thinking about it.

Goro Akechi is being led by the moment, and deep down knows he wants this. What he assumes Akira is suggesting. It sends a bolt of lighting down his spine. A luxury always tucked away from his grasp, a lack of human contact that had left him ravenous for it. Forbidden in all aspects, whoch meant he also is unable to know how to proceed. He wants to both kiss Akira but also punch him as he pulls their faces closer together.

As it should be, he supposes.]

[le_mat]

[And when Akechi pulls close he closes the distance, all teeth and pressure. He knows Akechi is in the mood for rough. might never BE in the mood for soft. That was okay, he has a taste for blood now too]

[policedefective]

[He lets out a small satisfied moan, almost being guided by instincts rather than anything else. There's some blood on his tongue, either Akira's or his own, he's not sure. The coppery taste makes him greedy as he kisses him more passionately.

They'd kiss many times like this before, but either it was due to their talk or just bubbling feelings that had been building for months that made him know his rival was right.

They both needed more now. The cravings of danger that strove both of them into a race. The wings behind him push both their hips together.]

[le_mat]

[he grunts softly as Akechi's wings drag him in, but makes no move to pull away. His own flair a bit in surprise, but then settle around as well, flexing and shivering along the delicate bones and webbing.

He knows he SHOULD be embarrassed by how obviously worked up he's getting. But like all the other cravings Ryslig brought out of him, his demonic nature just urges embracing the feeling. Shameless and wild. He breaks the kiss for a moment, wiping the blood from his busted lip along it with a thumb and smearing it like lipstick]

H... ha...

[words. Words, come on think of something clever- he can't, reverting to his fallback of silence. Hoping his lidded eyes and bright flush will express everything he feels]

[policedefective]

[Oh gods, this is a mixture of deep want and slight embarrassment. It's hard not to just completely give in when Akira makes that face, and as much as he wants to just push into it, weirdly enough Akechi's old ability gives him just enough self-conscious to know that if they keep up, this is going to get really dirty, really fast. He doesn't want to stop but he has to put on the breaks for a few seconds. When he speaks, his entire mouth looks like it's smoking, like he can't turn it off.]

We need to get out. Otherwise we'll set this place on fire.

[Literally. Figuratively. Take your pick, Akira.]

[le_mat]

[he didn't even notice the heat and smoke until Akechi points it out. Without thinking:]

And?

[... okay, no they can't do that. They need the apartment and Mr. Oskarr doesn't deserve TWO building fires this year. Still, his tail wiggles at the thought, and he can't help smirking]

[policedefective]

Idiot.

[The way he says the word, it seems to be a combination of annoyance and endearment.]

Teleport us to the roof. We'll fly to the beach. Actually...bring what you need.

[The smoke comes out of his ears at those words like, what it means and implies.]

[le_mat]

[Oh he definitely picks up the implication, and turns bright pink, his elfen ears perking. Oh. oh.]

Right. Right, hold on I'll be right back.

[He wiggles away from their tangle of wings and trots off to his room with an nervous but somehow giddy energy]

[policedefective]

[Even if Akira is back fast as he promised, to Akechi it will still feel like an eternity of confusion. Is he really? Going to do this? Why is is brain all okay with it? Can he trust Akira not to make a joke of it?

He doesn't know. He's not sure he wantsto know. It's like fighting against the unknown, and he's realizing very quickly, comes with its own thrill. He just wishes he knew what was...needed so he didn't have to rely on his rival.

Tch.

The only thing he does manage to get once Akira does come back is a bath towel in one hand, large enough for both of them to be down on. The last thing he'd want is sand everywhere.]

[le_mat]

[ it takes longer than is likely comfortable for poor Akechi. He can probably hear Akira's hooves clattering around for a bit before it goes quiet for a few minutes...

.. then he FINALLY comes back, a satchel over his back. The benefit of low set wings: you can still wear things on the shoulders, unlike a lot of winged monsters. He nods in approval at the towel.

...

Depending on how attentive Akechi is to the smallest change on Akira though he might just notice that he. Well.

Clipped his claws. Well, that explains the delay???]

Alright. Ready?

[policedefective]

[Oh he notices really quickly with how Akira fiddles with his hands. The Satchel he can only imagine. Does it need...that much?...]

Should I...as well? I didn't realize...

[Trim his nails, that is...]

Tch. No matter. I'll figure it out.

[Funny how a few minutes ago they just wanted to be close but now it's a big backward to get closer to him so he can teleport them to the rooftop.]