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[ Color quickly flushes Junpei’s cheeks at the question. He closes the door once Vanitas is inside, hand going to nervously rub the back of his head.

Junpei thinks of himself as very mature for his age, above silly things driven by teenage hormones like being easily charmed by a handsome face or a little flirting.

He’s wrong, of course. But that’s what he tells himself. ]

We just talked and played Mario Kart. It was fun.

[ He leads the other over to the sofa, motioning to the coffee table in front of it. ]

Thanks for the food, it smells good.

[The flush doesn't go unnoticed by Vanitas whose unnaturally blue eyes seem to linger on Junpei's face. It probably doesn't help him recompose at all, so Vanitas does him the favor of turning away to look around briefly, double-checking that they are indeed alone.]

I see. [He follows Junpei to the sofa and considers offering to feed him before they start with a movie, but decides against it. Instead he shrugs off his coat, sits down and crosses his legs to get comfortable. Food could wait.] I'm glad I don't have to pretend not to be upset to hide my jealousy.

[Despite being the aggressively forward person he is, Vanitas is also not above being anxious around someone he likes. And for better or worse he has his crosshairs fixated on Junpei this time. Vanitas gestures to the space beside him for the other young man to sit.]

Jealousy?

[ Junpei sits down beside him with an airy laugh, trying to be casual. His posture is a dead giveaway that he’s not truly relaxed; he’s slightly stiff in the shoulders. ]

Weren’t you just encouraging me to get a look at his dick yesterday?

[ An initial impression might lead one to believe due to his soft voice and tendency to avoid social situations that Junpei is submissive and timid. The reality is that he has a sassy streak and a cynical outlook to match. He can put on a polite enough face, but when he’s comfortable with someone his true nature reveals itself.

He hadn’t fought back against his school bullies purely due to being realistic; he wasn’t going to be able to beat them and attempting to do so would only make things worse. It was better to just let them get bored. He’s still have bruises, but his time being beaten would pass more quickly.

He looked at his comments to Vanitas the other day the same way. He didn’t have low self-esteem, he was merely realistic about his attractiveness. ]

[Okay, so yes, he is guilty there.] And I stand by my suggestion! [Although if it had played out that way, him might not have any sort of chill about him today. Vanitas wouldn’t call himself particularly jealous, but he does lean toward possessive. He can’t really argue against that, but he also doesn’t have any grounds to play that card with Junpei.]

But since that fell through, you can look at mine. [Vanitas shoots a suggestive glance over at Junpei, expecting to catch a glimpse of his blushing face, or maybe just hoping to. Yeah, he has no decency, the movie isn’t even playing to distract them yet and Vanitas is as shameless as ever.]

Whoever you have around you clearly isn’t taking full advantage of all you have to offer. [It’s a little strange though. Having a conversation with someone that isn’t a means to getting something out of them. Well, maybe there are a few things he wants from Junpei, but nothing that he would need to lie, steal, or cheat to get. He just wants his time and attention for now. It’s perfectly reasonable for someone his age to want that, but he still isn’t sure why he feels like he’s trying to reassure himself of that first.]

[ Vanitas gets his wish, Junpei going red again and averting his gaze for fear he’ll get woozy if he looks the other right in the eyes.

His fingers go to idly fiddle with the bottom of his shirt. ]

It’s okay ... really. It was relaxing to be with someone and not have to be on edge. I’m still not used to just hanging out with a guy.

[ Is he just going to pretend Vanitas didn’t straight up proposition him? He shouldn’t. It’s not like he’s uninterested. He wets his lips and tries to overcome the sudden lump in his throat. ]

I’m sure yours is nice. It sounds silly, but I picture yours being ... elegant? To match the rest of you.

[ What is he SAYING? Oh well, not as if he has much experience in how to handle things getting steamy. Vanitas played that card, he gets what he gets. Junpei hadn’t promised he’d be any good. ]

[It's cute. He'd classify it as endearing, but somehow the word seems insulting in this context. It's lovely. Junpei flustered is now his new favorite sight, and Vanitas will look forward to new chances to provoke it again.]

I can understand that. It's been a long time since I've been able to relax around another human. [Well, he shouldn't assume.] I mean, someone who doesn't have biting me as one of the top things they'd like to do to me.

[The compliment about his dick is unexpected, but earns a laugh. There's a pink tint to his cheeks now, but Vanitas covers the lower part of his face with his hand to hide it. He's not sure he would choose the word elegant, but he's flattered all the same. The only way he can think to express his appreciation is by leaning closer until their shoulders touch, then turning his head to kiss an arbitrary spot along Junpei's jaw. Vanitas would have gone for his lips if he didn't care so much, but he finds himself not wanting to give his new friend too much at once and risk scaring him off.]

[ It’s a good decision, considering even that kiss sends a jolt of electricity down Junpei’s body that renders him paralyzed for a moment.

This is really happening, huh? Vanitas was definitely not all talk. There’s a nervous laugh as Junpei looks at him from beneath his lashes once he recovers. ]

Vampires, right? Are they as attractive as they usually are in modern movies? Or more like the original Nosferatu?

[ When your stomach is suddenly filled with butterflies, you turn to what you know, and Junpei is a movie nerd through and through. ]

[Vanitas feels like an apex predator the way his heart pounds in response to Junpei's reactions. Like he's working his prey into a corner until there's only one way out, and that's to be devoured on the spot.]

I think they're all just different genetically. Like humans. [Except.] The older ones do lean more Nosferatu-esque from my experience. [For dramatic effect he fans out his fingers to show his clawed gloves, something he's only noticed with very old vampires, but his aren't real. Vanitas slides them down his forearm one at a time to set them aside where he put his coat earlier.]

There are pretty ones though. [Vanitas shrugs, placing one of his bare hands at the back of Junpei's neck to idly play in his hair.] Do I need to be concerned about you running off with a beautiful vampire?

[ This atmosphere is charged with a thrilling energy. As much as Junpei wants to hold out, wants to show how mature and definitely not weak to positive attention he is, the touch to his hair makes him visibly tremble. ]

If you keep saying things like that to me, I really am doomed.

[ Getting a little bold he lets go of his anxious grip on his shirt to place on one of Vanitas’s legs. He’s not sure what to do, so he settles for just a gentle stroking. It feels wrong to just sit there like a statue and let him do all the touching. ]

... I’m starting to think we won’t even get to the movie.

It seems like you're ready to accept your fate.

[The hand on his leg makes it hard for him to think rationally. To think he should take things slowly, be calm, and not run at full speed toward someone he's interested in. If he had some sense of self-preservation he might have been more casual to start, but Vanitas has no chill.]

I'm sorry. I can't help myself. [When he leans in again this time, he goes after Junpei's lips, kissing them more curiously than cautiously. He's already thrown caution to the wind, but he does take it easy to gauge the response. His fingers gently curl around dark strands of hair, then rake through slowly when he pulls back a little.]

[ It’s his first kiss, and it’s intense for him even if Vanitas is still holding back some. Embarrassingly, a breathy moan escapes, the excitement inside of him needing a little release before he explodes from it. His hand on the other’s leg curls into fabric.

The response from Junpei is definitely positive as he returns the kiss with natural eagerness. There’s clear chemistry, the press of skin against skin igniting a fire in his belly. His body is all aboard for this, his desire to be stoic be damned. ]

[It's only when Vanitas is sure that Junpei isn't going to try to shove him off or hit him that he lets himself respond with the eagerness that has been brewing in him this whole time. The notion that this might be the other's first kiss doesn't even occur to him in that moment. He just knows that the other pair of lips pressed to his feel heavenly.

And the sound Junpei makes? It has Vanitas smiling against those lips, kissing them until they part enough for him to slide his tongue inside. He pulls at the collar of his shirt like getting more air against his hot skin will stop the way his body responds to being kissed by someone who wants to kiss him back.]

[ Junpei’s mind is reeling, and now suddenly there’s tongue in the equation. Things are moving quickly, but it’s a thrill, and even if he’s totally a fish out of water he’s going to do his best to keep up.

The hand on Vanitas’s leg trails up to his chest, exploratory. This is also his first time getting free reign to touch another, and so far the other hasn’t seemed to oppose it.

He indulges in the hot rub of tongues for a couple blissful minutes, letting that be the only sound in the room. It all gets to be so much at once that he needs to lean back, panting noticeably as they separate. ]

W-well ... the food is going to get cold if we keep doing this, right? I don’t want you to have wasted your money.

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[Vanitas doesn't make any motion to stop the hand moving from his leg up to his chest. He's usually selective about who he allows to touch him and how, but it's clear that Junpei is free to do as he pleases.

A soft hum escapes him every so often, rumbling up from the depths of him each time he decides the taste of the other is something he wants more of. When they part again, he's breathing hard like he's run a marathon, like that whole time they'd been attached at the mouth he'd forgotten to breathe. It's pleasantly suffocating, but he uses the moment to try calming himself. ]

The food? [Vanitas laughs, shaking his head.] Are you hungry? We can eat. [He tries to gesture with his free hand over to the food, but Vanitas uses his other hand to settle on Junpei's, keeping him from drawing away from that contact.] Or, we can eat later?

You seem to have a preference.

[ Even the touch of his hand feels like a grand gesture, Junpei’s eyes going down to glance at it in awe. ]

I ... am a little hungry. For food, I mean.

[ A hard swallow. ]

Other things too, but ... we have all night together, right? Unless you had other plans later.

Hm. [Maybe he does have a preference. It's not that he isn't hungry, it's just that Junpei is unexpectedly distracting, but he's not a complete savage. He can manage to pull himself together.

It takes Vanitas some effort to put some space between them, and he leaves couple parting kisses against Junpei's face before he actually allows him space. It's easier with the promise that they can resume at a later point in time.]

You're right. Let's eat. I don't have any other plans for the night. [And it would be a good time for Junpei to put that movie on so Vanitas could really see what sort of horror film he liked.] I don't know if you like French food, but maybe my subconscious was homesick when I was deciding what to bring.

[He takes out the containers from the bags and sets them down.] It's coq au vin. Basically, braised chicken. Mashed potatoes and onion soup for side dishes. [Vanitas isn't usually one to reveal details about himself and where he comes from, but at least this he doesn't mind sharing.]

This feels really fancy for a movie night, but maybe that’s just because it’s French.

[ He will start the movie before he digs in, though he lets trailers play first so he can concentrate on the food for a bit first. Taking a bite of the chicken he makes a pleased sound. ]

Better than the conbini food and instant ramen I’ve been making myself for sure ... mmmm.

[ It’s incredibly similar to the reaction he had from the making out, actually. Vanitas is just tantalizing all his senses this evening. Junpei is absolutely beaming. ]

Ah, this one is actually a horror comedy. If I’m honest, those are my real favorite. I thought about picking something more serious, but ...

It's not so fancy. Although it was comparatively expensive here for some reason. Maybe the chicken laid golden eggs and the potatoes are pure bred.

[Vanitas laughs at himself for having uttered such a ridiculous sentence, but quiets down when he can hear the sound of his friend enjoying it. He allows himself to eat once Junpei has had his first bite, and his focus swaps between the film and his company often so he can ask questions about every little thing just from the initial trailers.]

Horror comedy? That's an interesting mix, I don't think I've seen anything like that before. [Vanitas settles into a comfortable state where his guard isn't up, and even if this is only temporary, he feels like a normal person his age. Raging hormones and all.]

[ The food commentary earns a laugh from Junpei, causing him to display his common habit of unsuccessfully attempting to hide it with his hand.

The movie starts in a small town with an issue of wandering werewolves. The comedy part comes in when it’s revealed these werewolves are actually the town’s senior citizens who are having the time of their lives causing a ruckus.

Once he’s finished eating, Junpei slowly scoots close to Vanitas again. He’s mostly paying attention to the film, being a huge movie geek and taking in the various effects and gags. There are a few more giggles from him due to this, his mood much more relaxed than it had been at first. ]

[Vanitas can't remember the last time he felt safe enough to just drop his guard and be present in a moment, so this feels new and terrifying. The latter seems to fade away rather quickly while they finish up with eating and settle in to continue watching.]

I've seen a cursed vampire that looks like that. [He means the elderly werewolf, pointing as he leans in against Junpei's shoulder. Although he doesn't know a lot about this sort of film, he's watching genuinely while he sneaks his hand around Junpei's arm and lets it settle on his fingers.] I fixed him before he could bite me, though. He wasn't going senile though, at least.

You have such an interesting life.

[ He owns this movie so he can always (and will) watch it again later if he misses anything. Any conversation Vanitas wants to have, Junpei will happily indulge him.

The touch is as welcomed as the previous ones, Junpei intertwining their fingers. It’s still kind of mind boggling how quickly being so intimate with Vanitas felt not only natural but right.

At one point he’ll lean over to plant a gentle kiss on the other’s cheek, feeling the urge rise up inside of him and seeing no reason to deny it. This is especially true when his body rewards him with a pleasant ticklish feeling anytime they touch. ]

Not by choice, unfortunately.

[It's just for a moment that he lets himself look like he feels before he quickly replaces his expression with something more neutral. He doesn't want to take the conversation there. Not right now. Vanitas just wants to enjoy more of the stabilizing presence next to him without worrying about anything else just yet.]

Never met a werewolf though. I wonder if they exist. [He wonders quietly to himself, tracing his fingertips over the length of Junpei's fingers, settling on his knuckles for the time being. Vanitas accepts that kiss without resistance, giving it a moment before he tries to lean in for another.]

[ The momentary sullen expression is noticed, but Junpei isn’t going to pry. If Vanitas wants to share that part of himself at some point or not, either is fine.

For now, kissing is too nice not to continue. Junpei sighs in contentment as their lips meet again. There’s a cacophony of howling from the television as the elderly werewolves form a hunting party, but the pleasant smack of lips and tongue has his full attention. There’s another soft coo of pleasure into the other’s mouth as Junpei feels himself start to descend into a dreamy sort of haze.

This time he allows it to take over instead of being overwhelmed. ]

[If ever verbalized, then Vanitas would absolutely agree that kissing Junpei is far more enjoyable than most of their other options. Or maybe he's fixated too hard on this one thing? Whatever the case is, he doubles down on it, lifting himself onto his knees as he situates himself over Junpei's lap, pushing him back against the sofa.

He's not disinterested in the movie, though, he's managing to pay some attention just listening to the dialogue in between the sound of their kissing and soft sighs Vanitas isn't entirely sure aren't his own.]

You're lovely like this. [Vanitas comments aloud, his kisses traveling down to the neck of Junpei's shirt where he can go no further. A more patient person would ask to be permitted further, but Vanitas impatiently bites at skin at the very top of the other's chest, sucking to bring color to the surface of that spot.]

[ The sound Junpei makes at the bite is a mix between a whine and a groan and even he seems surprised upon making it. It feels incredible, having Vanitas in his lap like this, being pressed into the couch and given such rapt attention. The compliment only intensifies the feeling, and his head is swimming from what his reality currently is. ]

You should see the view from down here.

[ By this time he’s starting to become ridiculously aroused, a tent forming in his pants. It’s uncomfortably hard, and he wiggles a little beneath the other for some relief. ]

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