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[ heading off to explore floors is becoming a little bit of a fun pasttime for them, now. after all, it's easily the most interesting thing to do here - there seem to be an infinite number of floors, the possibilities behind those doors are endless, how could they resist?
so they step into the elevator together and, of course, choose a random number. the elevator rises, and cyno looks to tighnari with a smile, excitement already beginning to bubble in his chest, though he keeps it well in check. when at last the doors slide open, they appear to be in.. a garden?
a well maintained garden, with high hedges that lead down a path, with an arched trellis at the end. curious. it doesn't seem dangerous, and there is music playing in the distance, and the sound of merry voices. cyno steps out of the elevator, and immediately his clothing is changed to something far more elegant and dressy than he's used to, but still very in line with sumeran style. he stops, glancing down at himself, surveying his black lacquered nails. ]
Well. At least I still have my thumbs, this time.
so they step into the elevator together and, of course, choose a random number. the elevator rises, and cyno looks to tighnari with a smile, excitement already beginning to bubble in his chest, though he keeps it well in check. when at last the doors slide open, they appear to be in.. a garden?
a well maintained garden, with high hedges that lead down a path, with an arched trellis at the end. curious. it doesn't seem dangerous, and there is music playing in the distance, and the sound of merry voices. cyno steps out of the elevator, and immediately his clothing is changed to something far more elegant and dressy than he's used to, but still very in line with sumeran style. he stops, glancing down at himself, surveying his black lacquered nails. ]
Well. At least I still have my thumbs, this time.
Of course.
[ tighnari is changed as well, though he might not look quite as flashy as cyno, he certainly looks very nice. tighnari rarely shows so much skin, however, and cyno's gaze drifts aside, his cheeks dusted pink. ahem. ]
I wore something just like this at the gala when I was promoted to general, if you remember.
[ it was a little too fancy for his tastes, but he does like how it looks, it certainly fits his sense of style, and it's light and airy as well, easy to move around in. anyway, they keep moving forward, and the garden opens up.. into a large, beautiful outdoor gala. the sky is dark and velvety above, dotted with stars. there's food and dancing, drinks, music, and paths leading further into the gardens that hem in the grounds. it's all.. quite lovely, really, even if cyno doesn't particularly fit into large social scenes. ]
[ tighnari is changed as well, though he might not look quite as flashy as cyno, he certainly looks very nice. tighnari rarely shows so much skin, however, and cyno's gaze drifts aside, his cheeks dusted pink. ahem. ]
I wore something just like this at the gala when I was promoted to general, if you remember.
[ it was a little too fancy for his tastes, but he does like how it looks, it certainly fits his sense of style, and it's light and airy as well, easy to move around in. anyway, they keep moving forward, and the garden opens up.. into a large, beautiful outdoor gala. the sky is dark and velvety above, dotted with stars. there's food and dancing, drinks, music, and paths leading further into the gardens that hem in the grounds. it's all.. quite lovely, really, even if cyno doesn't particularly fit into large social scenes. ]
[ cyno's blush isn't as easy to see as other's might be, he thanks his darker complexion for that, and is very grateful for tighnari not noticing, thank you very much.
nevertheless, the gala awaits them, and cyno is about to turn to ask tighnari if he would like to stay and enjoy it or move on, when that arm slips through his own. ah. that answers that. still a little flustered, cyno smiles warmly, then closes his opposite hand over tighnari's, squeezing. something about the air here.. he's feeling a little more bold, a little more forward. ]
Well, I'm not much of for mingling even at the best of times..
[ though he could spend all night here, in tighnari's company. together, they move forward. ]
I'm sure you want to enjoy the gardens, hmm?
nevertheless, the gala awaits them, and cyno is about to turn to ask tighnari if he would like to stay and enjoy it or move on, when that arm slips through his own. ah. that answers that. still a little flustered, cyno smiles warmly, then closes his opposite hand over tighnari's, squeezing. something about the air here.. he's feeling a little more bold, a little more forward. ]
Well, I'm not much of for mingling even at the best of times..
[ though he could spend all night here, in tighnari's company. together, they move forward. ]
I'm sure you want to enjoy the gardens, hmm?
[ he likes it - this boldness in tighnari, too. generally speaking, he knows tighnari is a forward person by nature, not one to beat around the bush, but he's also careful and polite, and their situation is.. a little complicated. but here, right now, cyno doesn't feel that weight.
let them enjoy this time together, he thinks. they deserve it. tighnari certainly deserves it. ]
The gardens it is, then.
[ together they move along the edge of the dance floor, arm in arm, and cyno soon leads tighnari through another arched trellis draped with fragrant wisteria. the gardens open up before them, full of cultivated plantlife of all kinds, beautiful blooming flowers and weeping trees, thick cherry blossoms. there are even ponds full of koi, on which lotuses bloom, and it's toward one of these ponds that they move. ]
let them enjoy this time together, he thinks. they deserve it. tighnari certainly deserves it. ]
The gardens it is, then.
[ together they move along the edge of the dance floor, arm in arm, and cyno soon leads tighnari through another arched trellis draped with fragrant wisteria. the gardens open up before them, full of cultivated plantlife of all kinds, beautiful blooming flowers and weeping trees, thick cherry blossoms. there are even ponds full of koi, on which lotuses bloom, and it's toward one of these ponds that they move. ]
[ cyno might not be a botanist, but that doesn't mean he can't enjoy and appreciate the beauty of this garden. the air smells fresh and crisp, and the lush, verdant bursts of foliage are lovely to look at - and that's not even counting the flowers themselves. they paint a hundred colors across the landscape, their fragrance filling the air..
tighnari also isn't the only one enjoying the moment for the company. cyno always cherishes tighnari's companionship, but there's no arguing that this is a little different, a little.. dangerously romantic. yet he doesn't resist it. can't resist it. and when tighnari places that rose behind his ear, smiling so beautifully, cyno's face flushes warm again, his eyes flicking a little wider, fixed on tighnari's face.
and then he smiles. ]
Beautiful. Yes.
[ cyno swallows thickly, and before he can overthink it too much, he asks: ]
Would you dance with me, Tighnari?
[ they're still more than close enough to the venue to hear the music. ]
tighnari also isn't the only one enjoying the moment for the company. cyno always cherishes tighnari's companionship, but there's no arguing that this is a little different, a little.. dangerously romantic. yet he doesn't resist it. can't resist it. and when tighnari places that rose behind his ear, smiling so beautifully, cyno's face flushes warm again, his eyes flicking a little wider, fixed on tighnari's face.
and then he smiles. ]
Beautiful. Yes.
[ cyno swallows thickly, and before he can overthink it too much, he asks: ]
Would you dance with me, Tighnari?
[ they're still more than close enough to the venue to hear the music. ]
[ ah, that smile is radiant, and cyno feels his chest tighten with impossible fondness.
oh this is dangerous indeed. he might be tormenting himself here, allowing this, but he doesn't stop. it feels like a dream when tighnari leads cyno's hands where he wants them, and cyno's thumb brushes a slow circle against the skin bared at tighnari's waist.
though it might surprise some people, cyno is quite a good dancer. dancing is, after all, not so different from combat, and cyno's particular style of combat is smooth and fluid and flexible, and therefore, so is he. he listens to the beat for a few seconds before beginning to move, his grasp on tighnari's waist becoming a little more firm as they slide easily into the dance, hand in hand.
he wants to say something. he should say something. but all he can do is look into tighnari's face, his captivating eyes. ]
oh this is dangerous indeed. he might be tormenting himself here, allowing this, but he doesn't stop. it feels like a dream when tighnari leads cyno's hands where he wants them, and cyno's thumb brushes a slow circle against the skin bared at tighnari's waist.
though it might surprise some people, cyno is quite a good dancer. dancing is, after all, not so different from combat, and cyno's particular style of combat is smooth and fluid and flexible, and therefore, so is he. he listens to the beat for a few seconds before beginning to move, his grasp on tighnari's waist becoming a little more firm as they slide easily into the dance, hand in hand.
he wants to say something. he should say something. but all he can do is look into tighnari's face, his captivating eyes. ]
Yes, I do.
[ he has many things on his mind, things that are not helped by the delicate, lovely way that tighnari twirls, nor the way the fox presses his back to cyno's chest. it's fleeting, but the warmth of tighnari's body lingers against him, the sensation of having him so close making his skin prickle.
they move back into the dance with ease, silk whispering against silk, and cyno draws closer, scooping tighnari in near with the hand at his waist slipping to the small of his back, resting just above the base of his tail. cyno's thumb swipes the soft, downy fur there, and he lowers his eyes briefly, then lifts them again.
they've danced before, this isn't the first time. tighnari attended the gala for his promotion, after all, and there had been plenty of events that they'd been wrangled into, hosted by the akademiya. sometimes they even dance at home in tighnari's hut, laughing playfully. why does this feel different? why does cyno's heart feel ready to burst from his chest? he's feeling far more bold than he otherwise might, though perhaps it isn't necessarily boldness, but rather fearlessness. cyno isn't afraid of tighnari knowing his feelings, after all. he's quite straightforward. what he's worried about is putting his dearest friend in danger.
but he's already in danger, isn't he? everyone knows how close they are, no matter how cyno attempts to downplay it. anyone who wanted to get to him could surely do it through tighnari, despite what the true nature of their relationship might be. collei, too. so what is he waiting for? ]
Tighnari, I..
[ he murmurs softly, their bodies still swaying to the music. ]
[ he has many things on his mind, things that are not helped by the delicate, lovely way that tighnari twirls, nor the way the fox presses his back to cyno's chest. it's fleeting, but the warmth of tighnari's body lingers against him, the sensation of having him so close making his skin prickle.
they move back into the dance with ease, silk whispering against silk, and cyno draws closer, scooping tighnari in near with the hand at his waist slipping to the small of his back, resting just above the base of his tail. cyno's thumb swipes the soft, downy fur there, and he lowers his eyes briefly, then lifts them again.
they've danced before, this isn't the first time. tighnari attended the gala for his promotion, after all, and there had been plenty of events that they'd been wrangled into, hosted by the akademiya. sometimes they even dance at home in tighnari's hut, laughing playfully. why does this feel different? why does cyno's heart feel ready to burst from his chest? he's feeling far more bold than he otherwise might, though perhaps it isn't necessarily boldness, but rather fearlessness. cyno isn't afraid of tighnari knowing his feelings, after all. he's quite straightforward. what he's worried about is putting his dearest friend in danger.
but he's already in danger, isn't he? everyone knows how close they are, no matter how cyno attempts to downplay it. anyone who wanted to get to him could surely do it through tighnari, despite what the true nature of their relationship might be. collei, too. so what is he waiting for? ]
Tighnari, I..
[ he murmurs softly, their bodies still swaying to the music. ]
[ did tighnari.. did he just crack a joke??
it certainly helps to alleviate the tension. cyno's eyebrows lift, his eyes snapping open a little wider, and a smile soon curves his mouth, but his heart still thrashes in his chest. ]
A little bit.
[ fox does have his tongue indeed. and his heart. everything that he is, is tighnari's. cyno's throat works as he swallows thickly, and not for the first time, nor likely for the last, his gaze flits briefly downward to tighnari's lips. his heart leaps again. they're so close, it would be so, so easy to close the distance between them, to finally learn the taste and texture of tighnari's mouth, information he's been aching to know for years.
his thumb continues to move in slow circles at the base of tighnari's tail. he felt that shiver, and he wants more of it. cyno's pale hair spills over his shoulders as he dips his head forward a little, brushing their noses, whispering. ]
I.. want to kiss you so badly.
it certainly helps to alleviate the tension. cyno's eyebrows lift, his eyes snapping open a little wider, and a smile soon curves his mouth, but his heart still thrashes in his chest. ]
A little bit.
[ fox does have his tongue indeed. and his heart. everything that he is, is tighnari's. cyno's throat works as he swallows thickly, and not for the first time, nor likely for the last, his gaze flits briefly downward to tighnari's lips. his heart leaps again. they're so close, it would be so, so easy to close the distance between them, to finally learn the taste and texture of tighnari's mouth, information he's been aching to know for years.
his thumb continues to move in slow circles at the base of tighnari's tail. he felt that shiver, and he wants more of it. cyno's pale hair spills over his shoulders as he dips his head forward a little, brushing their noses, whispering. ]
I.. want to kiss you so badly.
[ there's a moment where he's sure that tighnari will rebuke him. there's a reason they've never acted on their feelings, after all - a reason they've held back for so long. yet right now, it feels like none of that matters. cyno's heart aches for him, to be as close to him as he can possibly be, and this moment, dancing together amidst the flowers to distant music.. it's perfect.
when he feels tighnari pulling him in to close the distance, cyno's heart leaps into his throat.
and then he's pressing forward, locking their mouths gently together, both arms coiling around tighnari's middle to pull him close. closer. as close as he can manage. their lips slide together in a perfect match, and cyno shivers, losing himself in the sensation immediately.
tighnari's lips.. they're just as soft as he'd always imagined they would be, just as warm, plush and silken. their breath mingles, and cyno's pulse kicks up, his head tilting to better accommodate their kiss, a low hum in his throat. he feels dizzy. this is a dream, something he's ached to do for so long that finally achieving it feels unreal.
one hand slides slowly up tighnari's back, rough calluses catching against soft skin, and the other lifts to slip into tighnari's dark hair, cradling his head closer. ]
when he feels tighnari pulling him in to close the distance, cyno's heart leaps into his throat.
and then he's pressing forward, locking their mouths gently together, both arms coiling around tighnari's middle to pull him close. closer. as close as he can manage. their lips slide together in a perfect match, and cyno shivers, losing himself in the sensation immediately.
tighnari's lips.. they're just as soft as he'd always imagined they would be, just as warm, plush and silken. their breath mingles, and cyno's pulse kicks up, his head tilting to better accommodate their kiss, a low hum in his throat. he feels dizzy. this is a dream, something he's ached to do for so long that finally achieving it feels unreal.
one hand slides slowly up tighnari's back, rough calluses catching against soft skin, and the other lifts to slip into tighnari's dark hair, cradling his head closer. ]
[ cyno feels.. almost drunk on the shower of sensations, the incredible warmth, and the bone deep satisfaction of something he's been aching for for so very, very long. kissing tighnari, it just feels correct in the way that breathing feels correct, in the way that his heart beating feels correct. he's never quite known a feeling like it, before.
and then tighnari is arching into him, pulling close, and cyno's breath rushes hot, a shiver sweeping down his spine from the feel of tighnari's fingers, heat blazing under his skin. his head is full of warm, static cotton. tighnari chuckles, the sound bubbling against his lips, making cyno smile, his mouth curving against tighnari's. ]
Mm.. just what are you laughing about?
[ he says softly, his voice a low, rough whisper between them, but he keeps tighnari close, holds their bodies together, his lips pressing to the corner of tighnari's mouth. ]
and then tighnari is arching into him, pulling close, and cyno's breath rushes hot, a shiver sweeping down his spine from the feel of tighnari's fingers, heat blazing under his skin. his head is full of warm, static cotton. tighnari chuckles, the sound bubbling against his lips, making cyno smile, his mouth curving against tighnari's. ]
Mm.. just what are you laughing about?
[ he says softly, his voice a low, rough whisper between them, but he keeps tighnari close, holds their bodies together, his lips pressing to the corner of tighnari's mouth. ]
[ for cyno, it is much the same. he has let others into his heart recently enough, but tighnari..
tighnari, and collei. they are his life. his heart. his family, his reason to wake up in the morning, even beyond his own sense of duty and work ethic. cyno fights for sumeru and her people, he fights for those he loves, to make the world a better place for them, a safer place, day by day. and so they, too, are his weakness as well; there is nothing he would not give for tighnari, up to and including his life, the breath in his lungs. ]
Next time..
[ he murmurs, weakened by that irresistible fondness in tighnari's eyes, knowing that same deep, undeniable love is reflected in his own expression. next time. yes. he likes the sound of that.
and next time, it would seem, is right now, for cyno is soon cradling tighnari's face in both of his rough hands, and kissing him again. ]
tighnari, and collei. they are his life. his heart. his family, his reason to wake up in the morning, even beyond his own sense of duty and work ethic. cyno fights for sumeru and her people, he fights for those he loves, to make the world a better place for them, a safer place, day by day. and so they, too, are his weakness as well; there is nothing he would not give for tighnari, up to and including his life, the breath in his lungs. ]
Next time..
[ he murmurs, weakened by that irresistible fondness in tighnari's eyes, knowing that same deep, undeniable love is reflected in his own expression. next time. yes. he likes the sound of that.
and next time, it would seem, is right now, for cyno is soon cradling tighnari's face in both of his rough hands, and kissing him again. ]
[ if cyno had a tail it surely would be wagging as well, but his surging happiness shows in other ways - in the way he holds close to tighnari, in the way he still cannot stop smiling even as they kiss again. he's pleased. more than pleased. cyno is absolutely over the moon. he kisses tighnari again, and again, and again, their lips sliding together, before he's sinking his teeth gently into tighnari's lower lip.
gods, he could kiss tighnari for hours and never tire of it. ]
We should..
[ .. talk about this. shouldn't they? there's so much to be said, despite how much they both already know of one another's hearts, so much that doesn't need to be said, since they've said it a hundred times with their smiles, their deeds, their lingering touches.
cyno pulls back, but only enough to be able to look into tighnari's face, into his forest colored eyes. ]
.. talk.
gods, he could kiss tighnari for hours and never tire of it. ]
We should..
[ .. talk about this. shouldn't they? there's so much to be said, despite how much they both already know of one another's hearts, so much that doesn't need to be said, since they've said it a hundred times with their smiles, their deeds, their lingering touches.
cyno pulls back, but only enough to be able to look into tighnari's face, into his forest colored eyes. ]
.. talk.
[ the moment tighnari responds, cyno thinks that perhaps he should have waited for this, should instead allow them both some time to simply enjoy this night and this moment without having to weigh it down with conversation. it's okay for them to just.. have this, isn't it? to allow themselves to indulge in something they've wanted for so, so long?
cyno wonders why this should be so difficult in the first place. if two people care for one another, shouldn't they be able to express that, without fear and without worry? if only things were so uncomplicated. ]
Do you remember that night - it was a long time ago - before you graduated? It was a quiet night, nothing particularly interesting happened. We sat together on the terrace outside of your apartment. It was summer, very warm, we were drinking peach iced tea.
[ cyno remembers it, he remembers it as if it were yesterday. his thumbs smooth across tighnari's cheeks, fingertips sifting into his dark hair. ]
We talked about the stars. You pointed out our constellations, and we talked about a potion that could turn me into a scarab. That night - that's when I knew.
cyno wonders why this should be so difficult in the first place. if two people care for one another, shouldn't they be able to express that, without fear and without worry? if only things were so uncomplicated. ]
Do you remember that night - it was a long time ago - before you graduated? It was a quiet night, nothing particularly interesting happened. We sat together on the terrace outside of your apartment. It was summer, very warm, we were drinking peach iced tea.
[ cyno remembers it, he remembers it as if it were yesterday. his thumbs smooth across tighnari's cheeks, fingertips sifting into his dark hair. ]
We talked about the stars. You pointed out our constellations, and we talked about a potion that could turn me into a scarab. That night - that's when I knew.

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