Words that Riku never thought he would hear addressed to him, about him and there they are, spilling so effortlessly from Ven's lips and leaving him speechless in the moment.
Despite the bond, despite the shared marks that they wear on the insides of their wrists, despite the rules and everything that they're supposed to do or supposed to not do... despite all of that, Ven would still choose him. Ven... would choose him... of all people, even without this pull, even without these marks, even without some 'higher power' saying so. He would do it on his own and that alone causes something within Riku to swell.
There's something about this moment, something that doesn't feel as though he's being pulled by the shared bond they're wrapped up in. No, he's not being forced, not being coerced into coming closer to Ven. It's all on his own, all of his own doing, all of his own desire. This is what he wants right here, right now.
Ven is what he wants.
And so he dips in, catching those lips in another kiss and he pours whatever amount of emotion that he can into it, hoping to have it brush against Ven's lips and slip into his mouth, tasting the sweetness that he is making him feel in this moment. Because to kiss Ven like this... it's like kissing sunshine and spun sugar and it's the sweetest, warmest thing he's ever felt. ]
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Words that Riku never thought he would hear addressed to him, about him and there they are, spilling so effortlessly from Ven's lips and leaving him speechless in the moment.
Despite the bond, despite the shared marks that they wear on the insides of their wrists, despite the rules and everything that they're supposed to do or supposed to not do... despite all of that, Ven would still choose him. Ven... would choose him... of all people, even without this pull, even without these marks, even without some 'higher power' saying so. He would do it on his own and that alone causes something within Riku to swell.
There's something about this moment, something that doesn't feel as though he's being pulled by the shared bond they're wrapped up in. No, he's not being forced, not being coerced into coming closer to Ven. It's all on his own, all of his own doing, all of his own desire. This is what he wants right here, right now.
Ven is what he wants.
And so he dips in, catching those lips in another kiss and he pours whatever amount of emotion that he can into it, hoping to have it brush against Ven's lips and slip into his mouth, tasting the sweetness that he is making him feel in this moment. Because to kiss Ven like this... it's like kissing sunshine and spun sugar and it's the sweetest, warmest thing he's ever felt. ]