I'll always say your name, I'll always want to hold it close... If I say you're mine, then you're mine, right? And we'll be amazing... perfect... higher than anyone else... Because it's us.

[He gasps and gulps the words between kisses, his body still so light, his hand working as the other touches Eichi's face softly, gently. They'll have so many more times to do this, won't they? Wataru will find a way, even if he's Romeo under his lover's balcony without the knowledge of their families. Even if he has to disgrace and humble himself, he'll have Eichi. He's not even thinking about the consequences right now, or what could happen if they got caught. All he's thinking about is how he never wants anything else to make him feel this good. Just Eichi. Always and forever Eichi.]

That's right, Eichi's mine. Mine to hold and touch and kiss and adore with all my heart! Until you can say you love me with your lips close to mine, I'll keep you even closer. I'll guard you and let no one else see how beautiful you can be...

[His pace stumbles, but he manages to regain it, then with more kisses, more affection, more pure, bared love, he nudges Eichi over the edge, too. Then Eichi rolls over slightly, and Wataru, suddenly shy, draws his hand away and marvels down at the mess they've both left on his skin. At least it won't be so bad to clean up... but he really is a sight right now.]

Oh... Eichi...

[He turns his head to nuzzle that hand, sighing happily.]

I've never felt so wonderful...