[Heshikiri is not a dull sword in the least. It is a killer, a weapon, kept in the finest condition even here, and the world shifts into slow motion when he sees what's about to happen.]
Be care--
[More than foolish. Ridiculous. And he'll feel that for a while. Shuddering, Hasebe reaches to pull the blade away from Guanshan's grip, stopped short with wide, concerned eyes as he's commanded to do nothing further.
Mo Guanshan is to be protected from things like this, but the side of him that pulls away from the sweetness he's always shown and gravitates toward injury confuses Hasebe. The confusion doesn't have a lot of time to take hold. There's blood on his lips and tongue again, more abundant now, and when Guanshan escalates, Hasebe meekly follows. If it were someone else, a fellow sword perhaps, he might not bat an eyelash at this. But it's... a person. A normal person, someone who only a short while ago wanted to be far enough away from the blade itself.
If he's opening up to Hasebe, if he's offering, Hasebe will take, and he closes his eyes with a soft groan. This kiss is unlike anything he's ever experienced. Maybe this is how it feels to care about someone on a deep, instinct-driven level, without thought of propriety. All he can do now is hold Guanshan close and let himself be taken over.]
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Be care--
[More than foolish. Ridiculous. And he'll feel that for a while. Shuddering, Hasebe reaches to pull the blade away from Guanshan's grip, stopped short with wide, concerned eyes as he's commanded to do nothing further.
Mo Guanshan is to be protected from things like this, but the side of him that pulls away from the sweetness he's always shown and gravitates toward injury confuses Hasebe. The confusion doesn't have a lot of time to take hold. There's blood on his lips and tongue again, more abundant now, and when Guanshan escalates, Hasebe meekly follows. If it were someone else, a fellow sword perhaps, he might not bat an eyelash at this. But it's... a person. A normal person, someone who only a short while ago wanted to be far enough away from the blade itself.
If he's opening up to Hasebe, if he's offering, Hasebe will take, and he closes his eyes with a soft groan. This kiss is unlike anything he's ever experienced. Maybe this is how it feels to care about someone on a deep, instinct-driven level, without thought of propriety. All he can do now is hold Guanshan close and let himself be taken over.]