[It's all electric. Eichi feels it in every brush. Even if they move close enough that the air around them shifts, he wants to shiver and holds it in, capturing that tension and pushing it forward. Momentum, energy. He doesn't want to ruin this.
And so, he acts as light would. His motions are graceful and ethereal, but there's a new sort of energy behind them so separate from his old days of fine. Every touch from Wataru has him pulling towards him like a magnet, every turn away has him weighted. It's clear, they're drawn to one another in this act, repelled and then drawn again, and it's more intimate each time. Closer, closer, he can feel the heat of Wataru's body more than his own sometimes, and he breathes deep, sensual...
Ahh. He's losing himself to this a bit. But that's the best, isn't it? Normally, he saves this for the stage, but they have to be sure that it's perfect. That it will be just right for their debut. He gives it his all, slender fingers drawing back against Wataru in one motion, dragging down, and then he turns away, waiting to be chased, to be pulled, yanked. His heart is beating faster and faster, they're almost at the end of the song and...
God, Wataru is gorgeous. It wasn't his hair alone. Even now, his hair is still gorgeous, but his eyes are that beautiful purple, his skin is flawless, his figure... just slightly broader shoulders than Eichi, yet he's strong, so capable of movement, he's perfect.
He presses forward, both his hand and his chest pressing to Wataru's front, knowing he's meant to push back here, and their faces are close, for this rather intimate line in the song that they're not yet singing. His eyes have been staying locked on to Wataru's for some time now.]
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And so, he acts as light would. His motions are graceful and ethereal, but there's a new sort of energy behind them so separate from his old days of fine. Every touch from Wataru has him pulling towards him like a magnet, every turn away has him weighted. It's clear, they're drawn to one another in this act, repelled and then drawn again, and it's more intimate each time. Closer, closer, he can feel the heat of Wataru's body more than his own sometimes, and he breathes deep, sensual...
Ahh. He's losing himself to this a bit. But that's the best, isn't it? Normally, he saves this for the stage, but they have to be sure that it's perfect. That it will be just right for their debut. He gives it his all, slender fingers drawing back against Wataru in one motion, dragging down, and then he turns away, waiting to be chased, to be pulled, yanked. His heart is beating faster and faster, they're almost at the end of the song and...
God, Wataru is gorgeous. It wasn't his hair alone. Even now, his hair is still gorgeous, but his eyes are that beautiful purple, his skin is flawless, his figure... just slightly broader shoulders than Eichi, yet he's strong, so capable of movement, he's perfect.
He presses forward, both his hand and his chest pressing to Wataru's front, knowing he's meant to push back here, and their faces are close, for this rather intimate line in the song that they're not yet singing. His eyes have been staying locked on to Wataru's for some time now.]