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Of course, of course. And! Speaking of your crafts, [he'll tilt his head a bit, on his horns are the decorations Wataru gifted him, beautifully adoring the appendages popping out from his auburn hair.]

I meant to properly thank you for these. So thank you, most kindly, Wataru. They're positively lovely, I will wear them with great pride from here on!

[ Seeing his handmade decorations on Everett's horns makes his proud, but he didn't say a word on it, fearing he would seem a bit too forward. However, now that the faun mentioned them, Wataru is now aware of the small flowery jewels hanging off there, and finds himself staring up at them.

When he looks back at Everett, their eyes lock. His tea is almost finished, but the cup feels a bit chiller than before. ]

I'm glad you like them, though I was worried they would appear too flashy for people...

[Everett chuckles at the comment, giving a flourishing pose that shows off his fine features]

You know me well, then! Ever a man who enjoys flash and beauty, I am.

Well, it's nice to know that I don't forget those details about my friends.

[ A smile, and he dawns the remainder of his tea. It got a bit colder, but it doesn't bother him. ]

I made similar presents for the others, but the idea of making horn decorations was something I solely came up with for you.

Very thoughtful and most flattering, Wataru. I'm afraid I didn't get anything for you in return...

[ah, here it is, the impulse of romance strikes. Everett's always been good at picking such a moment out and going for it.

He moves the hand slung over the back edge of the couch and places a couple of curved fingers beneath Wataru's chin, lifting it just slightly. Nothing abrupt or aggressive in Everett's demeanor, he's got a knack for being smooth]

I suppose I could offer you another kiss?

[ ...

His eyes widen up like saucers.

Sure, the kiss Everett gave him during the mistletoe fiasco was really chaste, but the way his friend is leaning in on him, touching his chin, lifting his face, and looking at him in such a way, tells him another story about what kind of kiss it would be this time. And Wataru is caught off guard, empty teacup still in his hands.

The full moon must have something to do with Everett's behavior. At the same time... Wataru doesn't find himself very unwilling to get kissed. The faun's expression radiates something that keeps the witch nailed in place. Physical attraction, most likely, and with a man, which he didn't know would ever happen in his life. His only relationship was with a girl after all.

He nods a little. ]

Sure...

[His thumb rubs across the line of Wataru's jaw, silken gloves perhaps tickling skin. There's no rush to Everett's demeanor, casual as ever, even the might be a sparkle of thrill behind his glasses.]

Perfectly sure? Hesitantly sure? [Everett teases gently, not wanting to do something on impulse, however caught in the moon's tide he might be, that would not be appreciated.]

... or not-at-all sure, but just go for it?

[ Wataru's fingers tighten a little around the teacup. ]

... I don't know.

[ He gulps. There's plenty room to refuse if he wanted to, but the problem here is that the longer he looks back at Everett, the less he finds himself willing to pull back. ]

It's the latter, I think.

[Everett smiles with fondness and care, knowing that last feeling well. He wasn't the type who let that stop him, too curious to discover his own pleasures and even limits. If this is a limit, something Wataru ends up not wanting, that will be it.

So, he'll nod at the response and tilt the man's chin just the slightly bit more, pressing lips to lips. A soft, seeking kiss from the older man, no hesitation on his end, giving Wataru time to relax into the feeling if it turned out he liked it. Or room to pull away, if it wasn't what he hoped.

Everett finds it to be very nice.]

[ He wishes he wasn't holding something at all, even more aware than ever of the porcelain texture sitting in his hands. But the smooth one of lips placed on his own takes over the other sensation that much easily. His eyelids dropped shut the moment Everett leaned in, empowering those feelings tenfold as his nervous heartrate speeds up.

It wasn't the first time Wataru kissed someone, but the memory of Mio doesn't even brush his mind at the moment, only the lingering feel of "already done this" swimming by and then leaving Wataru just so quickly. He can only lean in a bit, letting Everett lead the action while he remembers how to breath through his nose as seconds tick by.

Wataru finds it to be nice, too, and he's not pulling away. ]

[The kiss being reciprocated, pushed into even, puts Everett's mind at ease. Wataru seemed so hesitant and Everett didn't want to act the fool simply because he was eager for such intimacy. The moon didn't cloud his judgement so much as motivate it in a very clear direction. A direction he needs Wataru to be okay with following, if they continue.

Everett holds the kiss a while longer than he might usually, for a first kiss with someone. It feels too nice, hits the spot like a long drink of water after time in the sun. Every urge tells him to deepen it, but he breaks instead, an all too hit breath bouncing off Wataru's now wet lips. Everett stays close, if trying to conceal some passion. Kissing the young man again feels like it might catch him suddenly ablaze.]

Haa... More or less sure, now? My dear?

[ Heat licks his face several times during the ordeal. It's a gentle kiss but still leaves his lips wet, chilling and empty once Everett draws back and ends it all. Unable to answer his question right away, he stalls, moving automatically to place the teacup down so his hands can be free, and he... doesn't do anything with them, placing them on his knees.

At the very least he looks back at Everett, still takes his time to speak up until he's a bit confident in a reply that makes sense and won't make his friend misunderstand. ]

I'm inclined on the "more"... [ He trails off, blushing even harder. ] That didn't feel bad, at all.

You're welcome to kiss me back, Wataru. If you would like to initiate for yourself.

[it feels a bit different, after all. Being the one to lean in, to take a kiss, it's something Everett enjoyed as much as the other way. Some had a preference. Wataru might without even knowing it.

That needs to be learned through experience, Everett would say.]

[ That makes him a bit conflicted.

Taking initiative for something like this... he might burst and fluster before he even starts leaning in. It's shameful how hard his heart is beating at the idea alone.

So he takes his time, trying not to look dumb while at it. ]

Okay, can you... close your eyes?

[ Having Everett not look at him would help him plenty. ]

[Everett's eyelashes do a short flutter at the request, before gently chuckling. He obliges, of course! With a smile, at that. Wataru is a funny thing, in a very cute way.]

Alright. Don't keep me waiting too long, or I'll have to peek. [a quick single eye opening at that, before closing again. He'll be good!]

[ Oh Lord, no, anything but peeking! Wataru is too nervous to see the joke and fidgets a little while Everett follows the instruction, his expression looking so calm and content... it's a tad pretty, and the horn decorations add more to that-

... Kiss. Yeah. He wants to kiss Everett, and it needs to happen now. ]

Okay... really, don't peek.

[ He needs to remind that once more, and then he slowly leans in.

Once he's sure his aim is proper, Wataru tilts his head lightly and closes his own eyes, soon welcomed with the feeling of those soft warm lips on his once again. His hands now free to grab whatever, he chooses to just hold onto Everett's sleeves for the moment. ]

[The kiss is so simply sweet, it tugs right at Everett's heart. Wataru is such a gentle soul, it's expressed in so much of him.

Feeling the hold on his sleeve, he reaches out to the younger man, setting the flat of his gloved palm to his collar. Some more easy touch, to go with the kiss, which Everett reciprocates with a smile. Nothing rushed, no stressing sense of urgency to it, just a kiss to be enjoyed for it's own sake.

He feels that's what Wataru needs, to not feel overwhelmed. The lead is his to do with as he pleases, for the time.]

[ At his current age, Wataru knows he's supposed to know a lot more about intimacy than he actually does. He's a bit ashamed to still be a virgin and act like one when it comes to kissing, but Everett is so patient with him and it helps relieve the pressure of performance off himself a little.

His heart pounds quicker, at any rate, even though he's trying to stay calm about this. All because Everett is touching him... it's so embarrassing. His fingers curl around the fabric in their grasp.

When he pulls away from the kiss, the shade of redness all over his face has darkened some more. ]

...

[ He can't really say anything after that, huh. ]

[Everett separates the act along with Wataru, though he stays close. The hand resting on Wataru's collar remains there, but he lifts his other hand to pet a thumb across the young man's cheek. A dotingly affectionate gesture as he speaks softly, not too serious,]

Are you any more sure now, my dear? I did enjoy that. [which should be said, just to be encouraging! Everett's good at being that sort of mentor,]

... Yeah.

[ His voice wavers, not because he didn't enjoy it... on the contrary, he's now urged to kiss Everett again. It's just his virgin shame guiding the tone. ]

I would like more, uh... of this. I'm sorry though, I don't have a lot of experience...

[ Despite being apologetic, he's trying to scoot closer, seeking more contact. ]

Do not apologize, Wataru. I am happy to guide you along, if you so desire. [inexperience doesn't particularly bother nor did it appeal to him, it's just good to know about. Something to be considerate over and towards.

He'll be more bold in his guidance, now that Wataru is being more clear about his want for this. Everett slips the hand on Wataru's collar down his chest, his side, eventually finding the younger man's knee slung over the side of the couch they sat. He won't need to scoot in much closer once Everett hooks his hand beneath the swoop of Wataru's thigh and hoists both legs up over Everett's lap.]

How is that? Close enough?

[ Before he knows it, Wataru's legs move on their own as Everett maneuvers them so he's now half-sitting on the faun's lap. He'd never, ever been so close to a man before.

His breath shakes a bit, although he's not really tearing eye contact away from the other man. ]

Um, yeah, it's... fine. Like this.

[ He gulps, nervous but... excited. That must be the right word for it.

And afterwards he seals his statement with a light and brief kiss on Everett's lips. ]

Oh! [Everett coos, enthusiastic over the quick kiss. He smiles with a cute flush of cheeks, glad for a playful atmosphere between them. It's so easy to get caught up and treat these first moments of intimacy with all too much seriousness. The tension is there, and thrilling, but there's no need to be twisted in knots.

Well. Not emotional knots, anyways.]

Thank you, I'll have another. [he jokes, smooching Wataru right back, a bit more passionately. His lips catch the younger man's and linger longer, suckling briefly before parting again. Will Wataru continue to kiss him back? It's nice to take turns,]

[ While still nervous, Wataru is slowly letting tension roll off his shoulders, thanks to the complete absence of judgement from the other man. He still worries himself sick about looking ridiculous and doing everything wrong, but as Everett is rolling with it, he feels a stronger desire to please him. Make it so neither of them are going to regret this.

A small moan comes out of his occupied lips. He... liked that move Everett's just done now.

He's wondering if it'd be allowed to... use a bit of teeth there. Just a little graze, nothing harmful, if he can control himself. Experimenting.

With that, he nips Everett's bottom lip. Very very lightly, as though he's managing a real delicate sculpture. ]

[Not only is Wataru matching him, but the young man is even escalating slowly! What a treat that is, Everett glad he's being met so eagerly. Lack of experiences usually meant someone was either all too shy or all too rushed, but Wataru is more level between such extremes.

Of course, perhaps that's the moon at play, at least to some degree. The faun himself is buzzing with the anticipation of such instincts, which are being more teased than fully satisfied. Everett likes such teasing, though. He continues to kiss Wataru, deepening the action some, allowing his tongue to lap at lips, maybe touch teeth if Wataru is presenting them.

His hands, meanwhile, touch along the younger man with open palms. He has one wrapped around behind Wataru, nestled into the swoop of his lower back for support. The other is trailing from his knee up his thigh, enjoying the slender curve beneath his grasp]

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