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[ There was a very long second where Renji tried and failed to school his face to some kind of normalcy. From the sharp swivel of his head and the unsubtle widening of his eyes, that innocuous statement had more of an effect than Ichigo intended. Obviously, Renji knew Keigo was worried about him—worried enough that Renji tried very hard to reassure him and got a poke in the ribs for his trouble—but somehow it was embarrassing hearing it from Ichigo's mouth. Renji just barely held himself back from forgetting about the chase altogether and asking Ichigo how they'd fared on the moon and exactly how much Keigo had told him.

But at least one of them was still paying attention. Renji turned an appraising eye towards the building, shrugging after a moment of consideration. ]

Worth a shot. [ Casting a sidelong grin at Ichigo, Renji already seemed to be feeling good about their prospects.

Plus... it was just really nice to see him again. ] Warmed up, Ichigo?

[ Reiatsu flared to life around him, a starter pistol as he exploded forward, feet blurring underneath him. He couldn't use shunpo quite as effectively here, whatever dampened his powers at the station did the same to him here, but he could cover a short burst of distance. Say, from where they were to the base of the building. So just enough to show off. ]

Edited 2019-05-28 03:27 (UTC)

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Who said I was worried...

[ Renji half-mumbled his unconvincing protest, mindful more of keeping his posture now that Keigo's attention was turning back towards him after that... misunderstanding. If he looked ridiculous, then it was better than looking weak in front of Keigo.

Although not much better, and after half a second, Renji's fists clenched tighter to stop himself from fidgeting and he peeked down at Keigo. His intent stare was almost tangible, and Renji wondered for a second if maybe Keigo had spotted something wrong after all. Or maybe he was looking real hard to find anything amiss because Renji was perfectly intact, just like he said. ]

Satis—gyah!!

[ It was difficult to tell if Renji's face turned red from the poke or the undignified noise that it elicited from him. Likely both. His rigid stance broke in an instant, a hand flying up to grab Keigo's wrist lest it jab at him again and draw more weird sounds from him. ]

What the hell, Keigo!!

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[ Renji steered them through the darkened club, striding with purpose past the bar and the open floor and towards the restrooms in the back. He felt the tremble in Keigo's arms as he clutched onto him more powerfully than the bass reverberating through the room, smelled that sweet perfume more sharply than the alcohol pouring into eager glasses. Again he felt an insane urge to stop right in his tracks and pull Keigo onto him, seat him on his cock and watch his body writhe in time with the pounding music. But practicality had to meet his arousal partway, and anyway Renji still wanted to live after this, so he continued towards a place that was... a little more private. ]

Not if we're careful.

[ Though the grin on his face suggested that Renji had no intention of being careful even if he were capable of such a thing. Not to mention their combined pheromones drew the eye of every patron as they walked past, leaving a trail of voyeurs in their wake.

Renji relished the pressure of their stares on him and especially on Keigo, flushed and hanging off his arm. He encouraged the proximity, let his arm pull so Keigo's body would have to angle closer to him and nuzzle up harder against his shoulder. His tails swayed and caressed up Keigo's back, light touches of his affection that he'd normally never be so bold to display. ]

Besides... [ Renji leaned closer to Keigo, placing a soft kiss on the delicate shell of his ear and purring softly. ] Seems like that doesn't bother you that much.

[ A sharp turn down a separate hallway lead to an apparently empty restroom. They couldn't get there fast enough. That teasing refrain and sweet sample of intimacy did nothing to satisfy the hot flood of desire he had for Keigo. Renji let the door swing shut behind them and give at least the illusion of privacy before his hands pulled around Keigo's waist. His fingers found the base of his twitching tail again, looking to elicit another wanton cry from his lips. He would've liked to have an audience here, but the slight echo of the tiles and their reflections in the mirror and the shifting shadows through the slit of light under the door provided a similar kind of thrill. ]

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[ That's what Renji gets for loitering. He was lingering outside the tunnel, scoping out the line to see what all the fuss was about, when he got roped into accompanying a young woman who was entering by herself. You can't let her go alone, they said. It'll be fun, they said.

Right now Renji doesn't see the appeal. Maybe if he'd just landed here he'd be gaping as they walked through the aquarium, staring at the dancing robots and exotic fish that flit through the water like petals stirred by the wind. Maybe take a closer look at the statues staring longingly at each other in their own little underwater world. But Renji has been in Lunatia for almost a year now and this is, at best, pretty interesting for a minute or two.

Renji's eyes are drawn to Re-L instead. It's rare he meets a woman who can look him in the eye, literally. He's never seen that shade of eyeshadow before. It matches her eyes. He has a friend back home who would probably adore it. And her lips stand out against the paleness of her skin— ]

Eh?

[ Re-L catches Renji flat-footed, his naked gaze suddenly meeting her clear blue eyes. ]

Wasn't thinking 'bout it...

[ A lie, clear from the way his whole face jerks to look elsewhere and his cheeks, already flushed from the aphrodisiac working through his system, grow a little pinker. ]

Were you?

Edited 2020-03-10 14:22 (UTC)

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