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[Have one Ken Hidaka. It's not all that unusual of a sight, if one doesn't count the black wings curled just along his shoulders. Poor boy hasn't been able to get a shirt on all day thanks to the new appendages, so it's left all his scars very visible.]

Cute. Real cute. I'd love to know the next time I won't be able to go in to work. A little advance notice, you know. A day. Two or three would be even better.

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[He smiles into the kiss and moves closer, reaching behind Ken to run his fingers over his wings just to see if he'll get a reaction out of it.]

[That's something he doesn't expect. Breaking the kiss with a soft gasp, he fights to keep from shivering at the new (and slightly odd) sensation.]

.... Jesus. Don't do that. It's... weird.

Really? It actually seems like you enjoyed it.

[So he decides to play with them again, just to make sure.]

[He can't help but squirm a little, skin prickling as he bites back a soft noise.]

They're not toys.

They're not toys and yet you're still liking it.

[A perfect reason for him to just keep playing with them, stroking the feathers, threading his fingers through them...]

I never said I liked it. It's weird.

[The words are a little breathless once Aya's fingers sink into the soft feathers. It's all he can do to keep from leaning into the heady contact.

Sighing the other's name, he twists the arm still curled around Aya's waist just enough to let his fingers slide through whatever feathers of Aya's wings he can reach. What's good for the goose is good for the gander, after all.]

Your body is answering for...ah...

[He would finish that but his hand hesitates at the feel of fingers moving through his fingers. It's so easy to forget about his own wings actually. But excuse him while he shuts the laptop off and leans against Ken.

It's weird, yes, but it is far from bad.]

[The look says it all: 'see? Told you so.' Smirking, he lets his fingers slide in a little deeper, burying the digits in the soft down.]

And who's distracted now?

[He smiles at him.]

You. [And he wastes no time in going in for a hot kiss.]

[Okay, for once, Aya's right, not that Ken'll ever admit it. The kiss is very distracting, but that doesn't mean Ken doesn't let his fingers gently rake through the soft feathers as he returns the kiss just as heatedly.]

[Aya actually arches into the touch to his feathers, surprised by how it feels. He hadn't expected them to be sensitive but apparently they are and he responses by deepening the kiss and pressing himself even closer to Ken.]

[For a moment, there's a glib comeback threatening to make Ken break the kiss just long enough to mutter it, but the way Aya pushes closer to him changes his mind. Still, he smiles into the kiss, knowing full well that Aya would more than likely be able to feel it.]

[Aya definitely feels that smile and growls softly, quickly deciding to retaliate. He's aware that Ken likes it when he gets like this so he supposes that's why he allows it.

Grabbing his hair, he tugs on it and pushes his leg between Ken's to rub slowly but firmly.]

[Aw damn it... it's all Ken can do to keep from rubbing against that rather intent leg, but to his credit, he keeps himself from acting that shameless. Still, he barely stifles the moan that rolls in the back of his throat as his fingers tighten oh so carefully in the feathers they're sliding through.]

[Oh no. There will be no more of that. Letting go of Ken's hair, he reaches behind him to get those hands untangled from his feathers. As good as it feels it is distracting and he knows this will be more frustrating for Ken if he can't touch him back.

Which is the point this time.]

[This time, it's Ken's turn to growl under his breath. Hand flexing, he tries to work himself free of Aya's grip even as he forces the kiss to linger on with a bit of a threat of teeth.]

[Aya growls back and goes to trip Ken onto the bed, taking advantage of his leg being between his.]

[For once, Ken's sprawl is anything but elegant. He ends up on his back, wings spread under him, arms scrabbling to find a grip on the covers.]

[Following after Ken, Aya quickly goes for his hands, wanting to pin them over his head. He's not going to bother to take the time to admire the way he looks all spread out like this, Ken will gain the advantage that way.]

[He doesn't bother to try and free himself. Why would he? He's in one of his favorite spots, after all.

Slowly, his lips curl up into a knowing smirk, a flicker of pink tongue slipping out to dampen his lower lip.]

You better not let me go, Aya.

[He lifts a brow at him and nips at his lips.]

If that's the case, I may need to make sure I keep your hands down so I can free up mine.

[And that just earns a nip back.]

You'll still need to let me go to grab something.

You have a point.

[Moving Ken's hands up to the headboard, he holds them there with one hand then reaches for Ken's belt. A quick tug and he brings it up to use it to tie his wrists to the headboard of their bed, smiling down at him when he's done.]

Now I won't. [Dipping down, he runs his tongue over his chest.]

[Ken doesn't make it easy for his lover, but in the end, he knows he's held tight. That doesn't mean he doesn't at least try to yank his hands free, even more so when with the warm, wet tease along his skin.

Growling under his breath, he arches up, twisting under Aya.]

[He knows that the binding is perfect so Ken won't be getting free. Still, he does glance up with a smile as he works his pants off. Of course Aya has his moments of being a tease too.]

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