[Sorry, he really couldn't help himself. But honestly--when he pulls back to meet her eyes, he can tell that she's a little bluescreened. And, well. He's been there before, but also, he's deeply flattered that kissing her could do that also?? Like he's sure it's mostly because she's a romantic and doesn't have much experience, but still...! His (mostly nonexistent) ego!
Anyway.
He's willing to pause for a moment, and since she's grabbing to his arms, he'll go ahead and just loosely rest his hands innocently and loosely on her hips.
(He wants to go for it again too. His instincts are telling him to, because one small, brief kiss wasn't nearly enough, but, but...!)]
[ She takes a deep breath, partly to fortify herself, because she doesn't quite believe her own daring--but she's also flustered, and that makes her a little bolder. Her hands flex, not quite pulling him back down, but threatening it. "Threatening." ]
I don't know. You should kiss me again so I can decide.
[Definitely nailed it. She's about as fierce as a kitten right now, but equally as cute, he can't help but think--and if she's going to say something like that, well...
Why resist?
Minato just hums softly under his breath at that, lips curving into a small smile, and then he lifts a hand to gently cup her cheek in it.]
If you insist... I think I can manage that.
[And with that, he leans in again, this time pressing their lips together just as gently, but this time lingering.]
Slightly. She still makes a little squeaky noise when he touches her cheek, but she recovers more quickly, tilting her head for a better angle. There's a part of her that wants to say the first one doesn't count, because she hadn't been prepared, but the truth is that she's going to remember this forever.
One of her hands covers his, a silent request for him to keep it there, but her other stays curled in his shirt as she relaxes, letting herself properly focus for the experience. ]
[It's dangerous how addicting this could become, and how quickly. The warmth of her hand over his is all the confirmation he needs--she's comfortable, she's enjoying herself, and that means... it's okay if he indulges too, right?
Because it's addicting, the warmth and softness of her lips on his--and the knowledge, too, that this is Ritsuka, the one person who came crashing into his life understanding every single bit of what he'd been through and then some, the one person who shares a perfect understanding of exactly what's most important to him.
It's too good to be true, part of him thinks. But until proven otherwise, he's going to hold onto this with everything he has.
He doesn't want to push too hard, too fast, not when they're both inexperienced. But he can't quite help himself when he finally pulls back from the kiss just enough for a breath... and then immediately dives in for another one.]
[ The next noise she makes is almost a laugh, a little breathless, the kind of sound that just bubbles up helplessly and that she wouldn't stop even if she could. This is just one of those things where Ritsuka has never really suffered for not having--but that doesn't mean it isn't something she has wanted. A lot of her romantic notions and desires have been discarded along the way, but maybe this is something she's actually allowed to have: a nice boy that she feels like actually really understands her, and what she's been through, and that she feels like she understands in turn.
Also, he's cute. He's cute, and she likes him, and sometimes it really can be that simple.
This time, she takes the very daring step of going up onto her toes a little, pressing herself more firmly up against him. She might not be bold enough to escalate further yet, but she's working up to it. She's curious to try. ]
[Minato's been trying to be considerate and thoughtful and understanding of the fact that Ritsuka's been through a lot as of late, and that romance is one of those things that hasn't exactly cooperated with her poor heart.
But he's a teenage boy, and Ritsuka is his crush and a very, very pretty young woman, so... the longer the moment goes on, the less he can remember why he was trying to take things slow and careful in the first place.
Especially when she presses more firmly up against him. On automatic, half-understood instinct, Minato loops his free arm around her waist to keep her close. And he dives into the next kiss all the more enthusiastically, lips parting slightly as he tries to coax Ritsuka into pursuing exactly whatever it is she might want.]
[ Sometimes, all you really need is permission, as much as from yourself as the other person. This would have likely gone much worse with anyone else, but there is something to be said about someone you feel you can trust with the awkward, uglier parts of yourself and know that they will be understood. Even if it had never gotten to this point, Ritsuka has trusted Minato with more than what she might have with any other partner.
So when he hooks her in closer, she goes up further on her toes. At this point, she doesn't really know what she's doing--watching romance movies and reading comics only tell you so much, and it's very different when you're actually in the moment.
But doing things on instinct is something Ritsuka excels at. Whether it's a good first shot, or something she can roll with and learn from, once she's actually rolling, she doesn't think too hard about it. So without thinking about it too hard (or really at all), she tries very gently biting his lower lip.
[Ritsuka's instincts are, in this as in most things, spot on.
She doesn't give him time to second-guess or doubt. Instead, she's taking the plunge, and her reward is a quiet, breathy noise out of Minato, partially surprise but mostly very intrigued and encouraging.
He's not a loud human being at any time, really, so the noise itself is a bit of a surprise for him; he chases it up by trying to coax her into a deeper, more lingering kiss, partially because he wants to, and partially... to try to cover up how embarrassed he is that she was able to draw something out of him so easily.
Possibly more than fine, in ways Ritsuka is not letting herself think too deeply on, because the moment she does, she will fizzle out in embarrassment. As long as she just relies on instinct over thought, it will definitely be fine!
And the noise he makes is inspirational, to say the least. She wants to follow it as far as she can, so it takes very little encouragement for him for her to throw herself into it.
Which, for the moment, apparently means crowding him back a little, into the table. There are no convenient walls, and she's not willing yet to break the kiss to find one. This will just have to do. ]
Oh yes, he is so into this. He's more into this than he probably wants to admit to even to himself, but Minato's always had a weakness for ladies who can absolutely shove him around and apparently Ritsuka can fit that bill just fine!!
She crowds him forward and is perfectly successful; he goes willingly, until his back is pressed up against the table and he can't go any further. There's something exciting about that, too, something that makes his heart race as Ritsuka's all up in his space.
The way he leans in to kiss her is even more insistent than before, and the way that he almost hums into the kiss is very interested and intrigued.]
[ The more he allows her, the more she's willing to push. Ritsuka has always done her best responding to the energy she gets from the other person, so if Minato is willing to let her bully him like this, she's more than happy to keep pushing. It's just that she doesn't entirely know what she's doing, and instinct can only carry one so far.
But once she has him pressed up against the table, she does, very daringly, let her hands slide up, curling behind his neck. When she's allowed, she likes to be a tactile person, and it has possible that she has wanted to pet his hair for a while now. Just a little. She certainly makes a very pleased sound when she gets her fingers in it, giving the hair at his nape a small testing tug before she bites him again.
Sometimes you're the bullied, sometimes you're the bully. ]
[Sometimes you're just a guy who likes being bullied by strong ladies, and that's just a fact.
At the very least, he has a lot of hair for her to play with at will, and the way he turns his head into her touch, completely encouraging and willing. More of that, please--he's very much enjoying it.
His arm, looped around her waist, tugs her just that bit closer, until they're pressed flush together.
And when he finally breaks away from their kisses, it's with a smile on his face and flushed cheeks.
And, breathlessly (but clearly entirely pleased and only mildly teasing):]
[ It's not actually the first time she's ever been called that, though it's always been in a wildly different context. But even when it's someone praising her in a fight, it's not really a word she's ever associated with herself.
If he's going to say it, though, she might have to actually rethink her own impressions for herself. At least he doesn't seem to dislike it, which means she's only flustered, rather than trying to backpedal. There's a part of her that's deeply embarrassed about how skittish she feels, but also, this is all new for her! Surely she's allowed!
Her fingers flex a little in his hair, but she doesn't pull them out; if anything, she leans more of her weight against him. ]
I've never--uh--I've never even... I've only ever held someone's hand before...?
[She is absolutely, completely, and totally allowed to be as skittish as she needs. Minato seems content to take more of her weight, looping an arm comfortably around her waist as he soaks up the moment.]
Oh yeah...?
[Minato hums to himself a little as he considers that, before he leans in to press their foreheads together again. She's cute when flustered, but he doesn't want to push it too much. At the very least, he'd like for her to be able to find her footing before he pushes things further, even if she doesn't seem to dislike it either.]
I think that just means I'm really lucky, since I get to be the first person to find this out.
[And while he's sure his body language has already made it clear, he'll continue:]
[ She grumbles, not quite whining, though she leans into the touch. She can't quite look him in the eye, because unfortunately that's just #tsunderelife, but she does like the contact. It's not wrong to say she might even be a little touch-starved, for all that she sometimes still shies away from it.
But after a few seconds, she glances at him again. ]
If you didn't, we'd probably have some problems...
[ It's the most lukewarm sort of complaint, the sort of thing that she's saying because it just sort of bubbles up, nearly an automatic response. ]
...but if you like it, then that's what I care about...
[He's also a little touch-starved, not that he wants to admit to it or examine it too closely, so it works out--
But... this is nice, honestly, pressed this close together so that he can see the emotions playing across her face and the way her golden eyes are so, so bright.]
Mm, I do. I like pretty much everything about you, you know?
[She gave him the opening!! He's going to take it!!]
[ Oh no. Oh no, danger, danger, she gave him that opening and she knows it. Her gaze immediately darts to the side again, though she doesn't pull away. If anything, she hitches herself a little closer. She just likes being close to him like this, no matter how embarrassed she is by his words. ]
That's... a pretty bold thing to say, you know. I can be a lot of trouble.
[He responds like that, but it's with faint amusement too. He's sincerely curious, but he's not concerned in the least by what she might say.]
What kind of trouble?
[He's also not about to pull back, though--in fact, he finds himself gently running his fingers through her hair with his free hand. He's always wanted to! Her hair is fluffy and pretty!]
[ There's a pause that isn't quite startled, before she leans her head more into the touch. She's unfamiliar with most kinds of touch, and as it turns out, she likes when someone plays with her hair. ]
It's practically my job, getting in and out of trouble.
[ She's pretty halfhearted about the protest, though; she doesn't actually want to scare him off. The dilemma is that Ritsuka does, in fact, really want someone to stick with her no matter the situation, but she can't just accept things that easily. ]
Actually, it would definitely be a lot of trouble...
[The good news is that he's really, really hard to scare off, in actuality. He just hums softly in response to that, tugging her a little bit closer, into a tighter hug.]
Then I'm happy to be able to face that trouble with you.
It's better to handle a lot of trouble together rather than alone, right?
[ In response to the tightening of his arms, she leans harder into him, pressing her face more against his shoulder, close to his throat. This is just comforting for her, and also something she almost never allows herself. ]
I've learned that the hard way. But I still worry about being a pain, you know?
[There's something extremely comforting and warm about having her tucked up against him like this, and... that's kind of dangerous, isn't it? If he already doesn't want to let her go, then he's already getting so, so greedy about all of this.
It's a new feeling for him, and one that he's going to need a lot of time to get used to, he thinks.
But that doesn't mean he's about to pull away. It's fine for him to indulge in this right now, right...?]
Mm... I suppose that's normal. But... honestly and truly, Ritsuka... what you bring into my life far outweighs any trouble you could ever cause me. I just feel so grateful.
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Anyway.
He's willing to pause for a moment, and since she's grabbing to his arms, he'll go ahead and just loosely rest his hands innocently and loosely on her hips.
(He wants to go for it again too. His instincts are telling him to, because one small, brief kiss wasn't nearly enough, but, but...!)]
... Was that okay?
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[ She takes a deep breath, partly to fortify herself, because she doesn't quite believe her own daring--but she's also flustered, and that makes her a little bolder. Her hands flex, not quite pulling him back down, but threatening it. "Threatening." ]
I don't know. You should kiss me again so I can decide.
[ Ha. Nailed it. ]
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Why resist?
Minato just hums softly under his breath at that, lips curving into a small smile, and then he lifts a hand to gently cup her cheek in it.]
If you insist... I think I can manage that.
[And with that, he leans in again, this time pressing their lips together just as gently, but this time lingering.]
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Slightly. She still makes a little squeaky noise when he touches her cheek, but she recovers more quickly, tilting her head for a better angle. There's a part of her that wants to say the first one doesn't count, because she hadn't been prepared, but the truth is that she's going to remember this forever.
One of her hands covers his, a silent request for him to keep it there, but her other stays curled in his shirt as she relaxes, letting herself properly focus for the experience. ]
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Because it's addicting, the warmth and softness of her lips on his--and the knowledge, too, that this is Ritsuka, the one person who came crashing into his life understanding every single bit of what he'd been through and then some, the one person who shares a perfect understanding of exactly what's most important to him.
It's too good to be true, part of him thinks. But until proven otherwise, he's going to hold onto this with everything he has.
He doesn't want to push too hard, too fast, not when they're both inexperienced. But he can't quite help himself when he finally pulls back from the kiss just enough for a breath... and then immediately dives in for another one.]
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Also, he's cute. He's cute, and she likes him, and sometimes it really can be that simple.
This time, she takes the very daring step of going up onto her toes a little, pressing herself more firmly up against him. She might not be bold enough to escalate further yet, but she's working up to it. She's curious to try. ]
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But he's a teenage boy, and Ritsuka is his crush and a very, very pretty young woman, so... the longer the moment goes on, the less he can remember why he was trying to take things slow and careful in the first place.
Especially when she presses more firmly up against him. On automatic, half-understood instinct, Minato loops his free arm around her waist to keep her close. And he dives into the next kiss all the more enthusiastically, lips parting slightly as he tries to coax Ritsuka into pursuing exactly whatever it is she might want.]
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So when he hooks her in closer, she goes up further on her toes. At this point, she doesn't really know what she's doing--watching romance movies and reading comics only tell you so much, and it's very different when you're actually in the moment.
But doing things on instinct is something Ritsuka excels at. Whether it's a good first shot, or something she can roll with and learn from, once she's actually rolling, she doesn't think too hard about it. So without thinking about it too hard (or really at all), she tries very gently biting his lower lip.
You know. Gently. Testing. ]
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She doesn't give him time to second-guess or doubt. Instead, she's taking the plunge, and her reward is a quiet, breathy noise out of Minato, partially surprise but mostly very intrigued and encouraging.
He's not a loud human being at any time, really, so the noise itself is a bit of a surprise for him; he chases it up by trying to coax her into a deeper, more lingering kiss, partially because he wants to, and partially... to try to cover up how embarrassed he is that she was able to draw something out of him so easily.
It's fine.]
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Possibly more than fine, in ways Ritsuka is not letting herself think too deeply on, because the moment she does, she will fizzle out in embarrassment. As long as she just relies on instinct over thought, it will definitely be fine!
And the noise he makes is inspirational, to say the least. She wants to follow it as far as she can, so it takes very little encouragement for him for her to throw herself into it.
Which, for the moment, apparently means crowding him back a little, into the table. There are no convenient walls, and she's not willing yet to break the kiss to find one. This will just have to do. ]
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Oh yes, he is so into this. He's more into this than he probably wants to admit to even to himself, but Minato's always had a weakness for ladies who can absolutely shove him around and apparently Ritsuka can fit that bill just fine!!
She crowds him forward and is perfectly successful; he goes willingly, until his back is pressed up against the table and he can't go any further. There's something exciting about that, too, something that makes his heart race as Ritsuka's all up in his space.
The way he leans in to kiss her is even more insistent than before, and the way that he almost hums into the kiss is very interested and intrigued.]
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But once she has him pressed up against the table, she does, very daringly, let her hands slide up, curling behind his neck. When she's allowed, she likes to be a tactile person, and it has possible that she has wanted to pet his hair for a while now. Just a little. She certainly makes a very pleased sound when she gets her fingers in it, giving the hair at his nape a small testing tug before she bites him again.
Sometimes you're the bullied, sometimes you're the bully. ]
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At the very least, he has a lot of hair for her to play with at will, and the way he turns his head into her touch, completely encouraging and willing. More of that, please--he's very much enjoying it.
His arm, looped around her waist, tugs her just that bit closer, until they're pressed flush together.
And when he finally breaks away from their kisses, it's with a smile on his face and flushed cheeks.
And, breathlessly (but clearly entirely pleased and only mildly teasing):]
Ritsuka... you're pretty fierce... huh?
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[ It's not actually the first time she's ever been called that, though it's always been in a wildly different context. But even when it's someone praising her in a fight, it's not really a word she's ever associated with herself.
If he's going to say it, though, she might have to actually rethink her own impressions for herself. At least he doesn't seem to dislike it, which means she's only flustered, rather than trying to backpedal. There's a part of her that's deeply embarrassed about how skittish she feels, but also, this is all new for her! Surely she's allowed!
Her fingers flex a little in his hair, but she doesn't pull them out; if anything, she leans more of her weight against him. ]
I've never--uh--I've never even... I've only ever held someone's hand before...?
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Oh yeah...?
[Minato hums to himself a little as he considers that, before he leans in to press their foreheads together again. She's cute when flustered, but he doesn't want to push it too much. At the very least, he'd like for her to be able to find her footing before he pushes things further, even if she doesn't seem to dislike it either.]
I think that just means I'm really lucky, since I get to be the first person to find this out.
[And while he's sure his body language has already made it clear, he'll continue:]
I like it, for the record.
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But after a few seconds, she glances at him again. ]
If you didn't, we'd probably have some problems...
[ It's the most lukewarm sort of complaint, the sort of thing that she's saying because it just sort of bubbles up, nearly an automatic response. ]
...but if you like it, then that's what I care about...
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But... this is nice, honestly, pressed this close together so that he can see the emotions playing across her face and the way her golden eyes are so, so bright.]
Mm, I do. I like pretty much everything about you, you know?
[She gave him the opening!! He's going to take it!!]
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That's... a pretty bold thing to say, you know. I can be a lot of trouble.
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[He responds like that, but it's with faint amusement too. He's sincerely curious, but he's not concerned in the least by what she might say.]
What kind of trouble?
[He's also not about to pull back, though--in fact, he finds himself gently running his fingers through her hair with his free hand. He's always wanted to! Her hair is fluffy and pretty!]
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[ There's a pause that isn't quite startled, before she leans her head more into the touch. She's unfamiliar with most kinds of touch, and as it turns out, she likes when someone plays with her hair. ]
It's practically my job, getting in and out of trouble.
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He's not here to push her, but he's really happy to see her slowly opening up to and making clear what she does enjoy.]
In that case, it's definitely okay that you're trouble. I think a little trouble keeps things exciting, personally.
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[ She's pretty halfhearted about the protest, though; she doesn't actually want to scare him off. The dilemma is that Ritsuka does, in fact, really want someone to stick with her no matter the situation, but she can't just accept things that easily. ]
Actually, it would definitely be a lot of trouble...
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Then I'm happy to be able to face that trouble with you.
It's better to handle a lot of trouble together rather than alone, right?
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[ In response to the tightening of his arms, she leans harder into him, pressing her face more against his shoulder, close to his throat. This is just comforting for her, and also something she almost never allows herself. ]
I've learned that the hard way. But I still worry about being a pain, you know?
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It's a new feeling for him, and one that he's going to need a lot of time to get used to, he thinks.
But that doesn't mean he's about to pull away. It's fine for him to indulge in this right now, right...?]
Mm... I suppose that's normal. But... honestly and truly, Ritsuka... what you bring into my life far outweighs any trouble you could ever cause me. I just feel so grateful.
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