I can't believe lewd bunny eichi is getting me to play some furry shit

[finethanks]

Whether or not that's the case, to start something like that here—

[Starting from the beginning of this would be too confusing. A curse, a tradition, whatever you wanted to call it, Eichi was still at a point where his pride wasn't used to this sort of treatment. There's a hand pinching at one of the soft ears protruding from his head, and it's so incredibly sensitive that he lets out a gasp, interrupting his statement about time and place and forcing his head to tilt.

His hand reaches up, knowing he has no place to tell him right now to stop, but stubbornly wanting to anyway. It grips uselessly at Rei's wrist.]

Now I'll need a hood. [Almost pouting, he comments with that— but it's a forfeit, no matter how he words it. They're still at school, as he'd tried to delay this for other plans, but he knows he'll have to follow Rei to his house. Now, though, he'll have to endure this sensitivity and strange appearance on the way there. Was it some sort of punishment for him not agreeing at once?

It brings a shiver along his skin, and he swallows it down, gently pulling at Rei's wrist to remove it from his ear. His other hand undoes the jacket of his student uniform, pulling it over his head as a makeshift hood. Thankfully, it's raining, so people won't question it. His tail is hidden beneath his pants.]

After you, God.

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[finethanks]

[Rei absolutely goes to fast, and Eichi is in no way going to scream. Instead, with too much force, he clings to Rei for his life. These turns are spectacular, and it might be fun to watch Keito being driven around on one of these things, but himself? The way his body changes with these ears is a miracle, really. He's sure his heart allows for more thanks to it, or he'd be dead on the back of this bike.

Instead, when they finally stop, he's gripping so tight he doesn't know how to let go and trembling slightly, a thing he can't disguise or hide away. Thank god his face can stay behind Rei for the time being as he takes his time letting go.]

By your speed, I thought I really had died, and it was only that it happened so fast I didn't realize it. [Dear lord, help him, save him, does he have to take that home?]

Sakuma-senpai... if you continue to drive that way, you'll certainly perish in a horrible accident. [He just wants that clear as he steps off, hands on his helmet still too worried to take it off.]

[vampireing]

[ Rei reaches out, plucking the helmet off Eichi's head with a movement that shouldn't be as gentle as it actually is. He takes an extra degree of care to make sure he doesn't wind up pinching those ears. The last thing he actually wants to do is damage Eichi, but that doesn't mean he can't still seem like a rough boy. ]

I wouldn't let ya die. [ Have a little faith in him. Eichi is -- to some degree -- Rei's, even if Rei makes a concentrated effort not to act like he actually owns everyone on a day to day basis. It's still true, though, in the end, that Eichi is his, and Rei isn't the sort of person to break his toys.

Rei tosses the helmet back on the bike, reaching out to smooth some of Eichi's hair down where it's trying to stay out of place from the static of the helmet. It isn't raining as hard on this side of town, but it's still drizzling at a steady enough pace that Rei doesn't want to keep Eichi outside too long. ]

C'mon, inside's warmer. Gotta get you out of those wet clothes.

[ Or out of the clothes in general. ]

[finethanks]

[He has no reason to believe that first comment, but he doesn't have a retort, either. As much as he hates to be rendered speechless, the way the helmet is yanked off brushes too much against his sensitive ears, and it feels like he wants them to be touched. That's only proven by the strange tension that the hand smoothing down his hair brings, and he tries to focus on the sensation of his hand grabbing his opposite wrist, instead.]

Is there anyone else inside?

[He can't even think of a witty response to the clothes thing, which has him thinking way too much about the Rei Sakuma's naked body, and focuses on another worry in his mind. If he's going to be dealing with his pride getting a check, he'd rather it only be Rei who bears witness to it.

Still, there's no hesitation as he walks after him, ears bending slightly over his own head as his hands raise to shield what he can. It's pouring so hard, he already feels like he's soaked, even through this jacket he's borrowing.]

almost replied from eichi's account...

[vampireing]

Nah. Just me. Ritsu's at school and my parents are in... Bolivia? Paraguay? Somethin' like that.

[ Rei unlocks the door and toes his shoes off in the entryway, shaking vigorously to try and eliminate the worst of the drips before he steps onto the wood floor. ]

You ain't that much smaller'n me, so you'll fit my robe. [ The Sakuma house is -- not actually that abnormal, all things considered. Sure, the wall art trends towards gothic and there are definitely some weird knickknacks here and there, but overall it's still a house. Considerably smaller than the Tenshouin estate, but still bigger than if Rei's family were actually, like, normal. ]

Bathrooms through here. Don't worry 'bout drippin' on the floor, I've got towels. [ Rei can clean it up while Eichi gets warm, because Rei isn't about to make Eichi be sick when he's already a rabbit.

Even if bunnies sneeze awful cute. ]

eichis everywhere, falling from the sky

[finethanks]

[Following suit, he slips his own shoes off at the door, and it's the first time he feels like he can stretch out these ears of his. They give a little flick to get the water off, and he hopes it goes unnoticed.

So he has permission to drip water all over the Sakuma estate? That's a little fun. He doesn't shy away from doing so once it's okayed, stepping towards the bathroom with a glance back at Rei.]

Thank you. [He should still be polite... and pretend he's not nervous. It's not something he can't handle, of course. He's thinking this way. But Rei Sakuma was someone above everyone else in many ways, and to be alone with him in such a large home is thrilling in a handful of ways. Now he's beginning to wonder what they'll get up to, when it comes down to it. Maybe he's a little eager.

Inside the bathroom, he shuts the door behind him and drops his clothes, leaving Rei's jacket hung somewhere he can find it later. He steals a towel, first, drying himself off for any spots that water got through to the skin, ruffling his own hair dry and assuring it's presentable before he finally finds Rei's robe.

It's comfortable, soft, and now it's the only thing he's wearing. He spends a good five minutes staring at his own ass since this obnoxious tail he's got is creating a little, obvious lump at the back of the robe, and he can't fix it at all.

Once he's done fussing around, though, he ties it around himself and peeks out of the bathroom before stepping out.]

[vampireing]

[ Rei just flaps a hand at Eichi's thanks; Rei doesn't care much for the obligations of society, and ... well, he's just taking care of Eichi, isn't he? It's his fault to begin with, in a few different ways. He'd be a pretty terrible "God" if he wasn't at least a little accountable for things like this.

He lays down some towels over the wet spots that Eichi's left in a trail to the bathroom and gives them a half-hearted scrub with his foot to make sure they won't completely ruin the finish on the floor. He leaves them where they are, though, like a damp trail of breadcrumbs that shows exactly where Eichi has been in the house.

For now, at least.

By the time Eichi gets out of the bathroom, Rei's changed -- into a a loose, worn t-shirt with some American metal band's logo on the front and a pair of house shorts. ]

I'll hang up all the clothes later. [ No point in hanging things up to dry when it's still rainy... which means Eichi is either going to have to stay longer than anticipated, or wear Rei's clothes when he leaves.

Rei can't say he really minds the thought of the latter. ]

My room's upstairs, unless ya wanna do somethin' else first. [ Getting food or small talk or -- whatever people do when they're nervous; Rei knows that kind of thing is probably how Eichi would do things, if it was entirely up to him, if the circumstances weren't already so far out of control.

As it is, though, Rei doesn't think Eichi is going to be putting anything off. Not with the way his tail dents the robe in the back.

That's awful cute, actually. Maybe Rei should procrastinate more. ]

[finethanks]

[Mm, a conflict. He'd love to have tea, to chat, to make things feel more relaxed and to get himself feeling more confident... But the longer he stands around here with bunny ears and a tail, the more his confidence drops. He can't control how sensitive they are, how he's drawn in by Rei, and he'd rather not have Rei staring at his tail for even longer.

So he's correct in that guess.]

I won't trouble you with worrying about even more arrangements. [That's, obviously, his polite-speak for "I didn't come here to have cookies." He waits, pointedly, for Rei to lead the way.]

Shall we go upstairs, then? I'm quite curious to see how your room looks.

[vampireing]

I'm pretty curious to see how you look in my room. [ Rei shoots it back automatically, without thinking -- the wild, flirtatious behavior of a feral god who almost adamantly refuses to be trapped down by propriety or tradition. His family isn't here and there's no one watching but the two of them, which means Rei doesn't have to worry in the slightest about appearances or rituals or anything of the sort.

He'd like to see if he can get Eichi to the same state -- open and bare, without any inclinations for what he should be doing and only what he wants to be doing. Rei wants to see what Eichi looks like with everything else removed, and what's better for that than seeing him back on Rei's bed without any clothing between them?

He leads Eichi upstairs, to his room, which is... tidy enough, for a teenage boy; there's a bed that looks barely slept in and a coffin that's the opposite, some bat decorations alongside band posters and more old-looking books than any teenager should have in their room. ]

Are you a light on or off kinda guy?

[ Rei, obviously, can see just fine in the relative gloom of the bedroom, with the curtains drawn and the sun hiding behind the clouds even outside. He does, however, have a lamp. ]

[finethanks]

[That flirtatious line is so smooth that it catches Eichi off guard. Again he's caught off guard, and if this keeps happening, he's not sure how he's going to be able to keep up. Rei really is a worthy opponent in all ways. He's far above his level in just about anything, but that's what makes him a good goal...

Ah, but he's lost in both those thoughts, and the thought that Rei is as attractive as ever, and being in his room for this exact purpose is a whole new world. His heart is beating so fast that it hurts.]

Off. [He replies instantly, but it's not out of any interest of his own— he doesn't want Rei to see his stupid bunny tail, or his expressions, or anything like that, and if he can prevent that in any way, then he intends to. Of course, he's never sure how much of the whole vampire thing is true... Can they see better in the dark?

His hands hesitate at the tie to the robe. He's debating undoing it himself or waiting for Rei. Would it be more of a power statement to be confident enough to do it now, or to wait and have Rei ask for it or do it himself? He's overthinking everything over here, trying to stay on top, trying to think of how to stay on top. He's out of his element.

But he can adapt quickly. Undoing the robe, he keeps it folded over himself with a grip, but allows it to slip from his shoulders slightly as he heads immediately for the bed. He's obviously not going to do it in a coffin, okay. He tosses Rei a silent look over his shoulder, hiding his nervousness behind his own flirtation.]

[vampireing]

Sure. Fine with me. [ Rei doesn't bother to hit the light, then; he can see just fine in the dark, and there's a faint glow to his red eyes even in the dim lighting of the room. They're honed in on Eichi, watching the way he hesitates on the robe before he undoes it.

It's admirable, in a way, how Eichi refuses to let himself be overthrown; he's clearly at all sorts of disadvantages that must absolute grate at his pride and his wit, but he still struggles with careful movements to try and maintain as much balance in the situation as possible. Rei can appreciate that. The way Eichi flusters is different from most of the others, and it's intriguing to Rei -- and undeniably arousing, which makes sense, with the way they're linked together, fates unwillingly entwined.

Rei steps over to Eichi, calm and sure, leaning down into his space and putting a hand on the mattress to steady himself as he reaches for Eichi's chin. He redirects at the last moment, fingers trailing down Eichi's throat, instead. He doesn't press down, no intention to choke or harm, dragging nothing but a light touch down Eichi's collarbone. ]

I can hear how hard your heart's beatin' from across the room. [ Rei's voice drops when he speaks; a little softer, a little darker, a little more sultry than usual. ] Would it help if I promise not to eat ya? [ There's a glint of fangs, there, in Rei's smile. ]

[finethanks]

[His tail is even more of an eyesore like this, but as a small little ball on his backside, he hopes it remains mostly unnoticed. His ears are another story, seeming to act on their own in response to his emotions, twitching or flopping, and falling back at the touch to his throat.

But in response to Rei's teasing is a calm smile. His heartbeat always betrays it, but...]

You shouldn't flatter yourself unnecessarily. [It's cold, the way he says it, even if his body is heating rapidly at just how attractive Rei is. It's Rei Sakuma, after all, and he expected no less.] My heartrate is known to spike for no reason.

[An excuse, but a perfect one to him. His own pale, slender fingers find their way to Rei's chest, touching with more confidence than he really has, and sliding down just slightly.]

There's no need for you to be cautious.