[His gaze jumps back and forth over Shirasu’s eyes, studying. He still doesn’t hesitate to chase after Shirasu’s mouth, sliding his chest forward between the man’s legs and over the lap.]
You don’t have to play hard to get. I won’t tell. Depending on who is left, we may never even see each other again. You would be rid of me for good.
I'm sure I've told you before that I'm not playing.
[he is hard to get. shirasu doesn't take much interest in this sort of thing on his own.]
We may never meet again, or we may see more of each other than expected. [a brief pause, there.] If it's possible, if I get them back or can at least transport any survivors elsewhere... I've decided it's easier to find a suitable world than to change ours.
[so there's a good chance they're going to the same place, if everything works out. he's still not pushing hisoka away.]
[He pauses long enough to look mildly surprised, and then a grin slowly creeps in on his mouth.] You've made your decision then. [It's not a question. But aside from that, Hisoka miraculously doesn't give Shirasu any shit for the choice.]
You can make your own little village. [The farthest he can reach is the bottom of Shirasu's neck just between the collar, and he lets his lips brush there.] Then you'll be stuck with me paying visits when I'm bored. [Kind of like here.
His fingers dip into the wide edge of material by Shirasu's ribs, and he rubs the backs of his nails along the net and the skin, testing.]
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You don’t have to play hard to get. I won’t tell. Depending on who is left, we may never even see each other again. You would be rid of me for good.
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[he is hard to get. shirasu doesn't take much interest in this sort of thing on his own.]
We may never meet again, or we may see more of each other than expected. [a brief pause, there.] If it's possible, if I get them back or can at least transport any survivors elsewhere... I've decided it's easier to find a suitable world than to change ours.
[so there's a good chance they're going to the same place, if everything works out. he's still not pushing hisoka away.]
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You can make your own little village. [The farthest he can reach is the bottom of Shirasu's neck just between the collar, and he lets his lips brush there.] Then you'll be stuck with me paying visits when I'm bored. [Kind of like here.
His fingers dip into the wide edge of material by Shirasu's ribs, and he rubs the backs of his nails along the net and the skin, testing.]