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[ bro, are you making fun of him!! like an exasperated parent!! please, his feelings are very sensitive!! ]

Well - maybe you should come with me more on missions! [ He says it like it's the obvious solution, though too delightfully cheerful to be entirely sincere, or like it might be followed. Has Inigo ever team hopped except the time they met? And only because Inigo couldn't swim.

But that's not really what Tidus wants to say, letting his head tilt towards the couch, though it doesn't quite get to rest on it. But he's comfortable anyway. (Food?? What food) ]

I don't think it's that different from when we hang out though, you know? You have my back, I have yours. Always. And even if we can't do much investigating like the train wanted us to, we can get stuff for people. See if they can mess around do something with it. Free clothes, and all that?

[ Eheh. ] We deserve an easy mission!

[ Filled with criminal activity. ]

[ Filled with criminal activity and total nonsense.

And sex shops. ]

Well, it's true that things usually feel a bit more high stakes than this. [ Like the constant fighting in Erda, or the meteorite they were immediately confronted with on Nion. Not that there isn't some bad stuff going on here, but it's not like it seems like it's threatening to kill the entire city.

So it does feel a bit more like hanging out than it usually does during these missions. ]

.. and, you know..

[ He looks away for a moment, but then glances back at Tidus, a small smile on his face. He leans his head over onto Tidus's shoulder, in that sort of way where it's hard to tell if he's teasing or if this is just one of those dumb affectionate Inigo things. ]

Maybe I will come with you on a mission next time. Be careful what you wish for.

[ The position might mean that Tidus can't really properly look at Inigo, but with a challenge like that, does he need to? Tidus scoffing in a way that says said challenge is accepted, playfully bold. ]

Is that meant to scare me? You should be thinking if you can handle it! [ ohhh yeahhh, Inigo!!! ] Hanging out with everyone in Red? Or getting to be with all the kids on Blue Team?

[ As kids make up a majority of Blue Team.

but shut up he likes the kids ]

Are you trying to tell me the kids are that intimidating?

[ Please! He may not know them very well, but he's seen them. He hung around with Romeo that time they were putting together the Madnug. Inigo knows that they're a bunch of the cutest softest kids around. ]

I'm pretty sure I can handle how sweet and adorable they are. [ Just wait until Inigo proceeds to get pushed around by a bunch of kids. ] I almost have to wonder if you like going with them so much since you can handle them, but can't handle me.

[ Because he's just THAT COOL. You know it's true, Tidus! Inigo is too hot to handle!! ]

[ Spoken like a fool who has not had kids look at them with beady big eyes. F o o l.

But for all the terrifying truths that Tidus could be spilling about the younger ones of Blue Team, those last words sure are a Tidus bait if he ever heard any. He angles his head to try and get as best a view of the guy on his shoulder, speaking bold. ]

Oh yeah? How so? I'd say I handle you pretty well.

[ You think he can't handle you buddy?? ]

[ Inigo moves his head back up.

Just so Tidus can see his expression. Just so Tidus can see the challenge in it. Because yes, this is very much Tidus bait. It's intentional bait, even. ]

I think I've yet to see an example of you handling me.

[ Nevermind the fact that Inigo was literally just now thanking Tidus for making things easier for him. It's all going out of the window for a moment, just for this piece of bait. ]

Haven't you! [ The bait, the bait has been taken--

and that's not the only thing being taken as Inigo will feel a touch at his sides, a tugging-- no, that's Tidus grabbing and pulling him with all the exaggerated grunting that should go with any bro-lifting, a ] Tiiime to handle you! [ sing-songed for good measure.

And where can Tidus really take Inigo, except maybe lift him off his butt, moving himself back on the couch and end up dangling him over him from there? MAYBE HE CAN RAISE HIM TO THE POINT OF GETTING INIGO'S CHEST IN HIS FACE!

again: what food ]

[ SWEET NAGA, HE IS BEING MANHANDLED. IT'S HAPPENING, OH NO, IT'S HAPPENING, ALL OF HIS DREAMS ARE COMING TRUE.

Even though it's happening in a joking way. He knows it's a joking way. It's visible off everything. Tidus's voice, the tone in his voice, it's all one big joke. Even though Inigo may enjoy being picked up and moved around like this by Tidus more than he'd admit to.

But Inigo sees another chance in all of it. It helps that Tidus is sitting down, and it makes Inigo have the chance to wriggle himself out of the other's grasp just enough to move down slightly--

And end up sitting right on Tidus's lap. Facing him.

Perfect. ]

Oh no, what a compromising position we've found ourselves in.

[ Heh. HEH.

Inigo has the biggest shiteating grin on his face as he says it. ]

[ Is this flirting.

Tidus's hands keep to Inigo's sides, if lowering close to his waist, their faces close and bold. Where this is heading being anyone's guess, if you're a guy like Tidus. But Inigo knows exactly where he's taking this, and there's no doubt with everything Inigo is at this moment; a shiteating grin being met by a daring look, Tidus locking his hold at those sides, his own gaze straight on. ]

Huh. Bet you've been wanting to get here for a while. [ Heh. ] You sure you're gonna be able to wait 'til your birthday?

[ Punk? Can you keep yourself away? Though the mood for Tidus is still pointed towards dumb than arousing. Like there's a backdown to be won here.

And Inigo's gonna be the one to lose. ]

[ There definitely is something dumb in the air here. After all, if there wasn't, both of them would most likely already be reduced to awkward messes at this point.

But the joking tone keeps this all light, keeps Inigo from freaking out that he is finally in the spot where - yes, okay, Tidus is right - he's been wanting to be for a while now. ]

Of course I can wait. [ N-Not that he isn't excited already!! But he's not going to admit that now, since this feels like it's heading dangerously close towards a game of gay chicken, and Inigo can't admit to the full gay he feels inside. ]

But nothing is wrong with getting a preview by sitting here, right?

[ There is definitely a competition here, one that Tidus isn't used to, but he isn't going to let that have him lose. Humming thoughtfully (or pretending to), and does he dare? ]

I think you got a view just like this one before. [ If you know what he means, a giddiness fluttering in Tidus. Referring to previous sexual encounters? Scandalous!! ] You were moving a lot more then too...

[ Don't mind his sly, low voice, and just give him a reaction, buddy!! He's waiting!! ]

[ There's a moment where Inigo is thinking. He's probably trying to think of when he's sat on Tidus's lap before..

.. but then, inevitably, his thoughts drift off to the actual scandalous event from before. And it's one thing to be confident about it when he's the one bringing it up, when he has time to prepare himself.

But when he suddenly recalls the way he was getting himself off on Tidus's hand? It's not such smooth sailing.

Maybe Tidus is going to win today after all, since Inigo's face is slowly starting to grow red. ]

B-But you liked that! [ He sputters.

A last attempt. ]

[ Inigo got to where Tidus wanted him to go eventually. Maybe he wasn't on his lap then, but he was close enough to it, hovering over him and only being propped up by that one hand on his chest. ]

What's wrong, Inigo? [ But what matters right now is the present, Inigo losing his cool and Tidus gaining more of it, the hands rested on Inigo's sides sloooowly slide down past his thighs, coming close for his fingers to get a touch of a butt.

His face coming in closer to Inigo's - now who's wearing the shiteating grin here? ]

You can't handle this?

[ (honestly, the grin is so wide because he's chuckling some, feeling absolutely goofy) ]

[ NO, HE CAN'T.

That's what he knows the answer is, but it's not what he wants to say here. Even though the touch of Tidus's hand is definitely shifting this from something joking to something a bit more arousing to Inigo, and he's really trying to hold back having that sort of reaction. It'd make things so awkward, for one, and so he bites his tongue.

Come on, Inigo. Be strong. Think of something incredibly unsexy. You can do it. ]

D.. Do you have any idea how often I've been close to you, huh? [ Often initiated by Inigo himself! Like.. right now, actually.

Oh no, he put himself into this trap. ]

If I couldn't handle that by now, there'd be something wrong with me!

[ And yet his facial expression definitely looks a little nervous.

And he may be shifting nervously on Tidus's lap juust a little. ]

[ Tidus is absolutely noticing that shifting around. A shifting around he might usually be able to ignore, but now? Like this? Inigo has to be doing this on purpose - wanting him to be the one to think gay thoughts so he has the upper hand!!

His expression loses some of its smug, but Tidus is trying his best to stay in the game. The space between his legs and Inigo's ass now getting company in his less coy fingers grabbing an even better hold. ]

Then you're telling me you don't want to? Right now?

[ It's a dare, a taunt, a temptation, less slick and more testing - or pushing - at Inigo's limits. ...and maybe this close, his mouth and tongue are feeling underworked with the glances he takes at Inigo's lips; deliberate initially, but after...

(ugh, no! no making out!!) ]

[ Inigo isn't making it any easier for Tidus, though it's entirely accidental. He's definitely pushing against Tidus's legs a little with his shifting, and Inigo nervously licks his lips, which proceed to hang open a little even afterwards, as he's thinking, as he's trying really hard to not lose it here.

Not that Inigo even notices that Tidus is having a struggle over here too. Oh no, all he notices is his own struggle to keep himself from kissing Tidus right here and now.

He wants to do it so badly. ]

I..

[ He starts, but then pushes his own lips against each other tightly, suddenly looking more determined. He can't lose this easily, right? ]

I don't think it's about wanting as much as it's about who does it first, right? [ Who gives in. ] You already kissed me earlier. I.. I bet you can't wait to do it again.

Y-you wanted me to!

[ To kiss you. But that's an attack Tidus wasn't expecting, that kiss - something else from what they're doing here, forgotten under this mood. This mood that's becoming a little too desperate as Tidus watches Inigo chew at his own lips, licking them, teasing him all on purpose.

What if I do want to kiss you again? But he can't give in, he has to show Inigo that he's not the only one who can play games; leaning in their faces to bring their noses touching, as if he might, but it's taunting words before his tongue that leave. ]

You're the one who couldn't wait to get us in that room. Aren't you the one who likes this? You could get off so easy- but that's not the getting off you want!

[ It's getting so dangerous.

Especially with how close their faces are right now. It'd be so easy to kiss Tidus, and it makes Inigo's breath shake a little.

But if he's right - and he hopes he is - then he can tell from this up close that all of this isn't entirely leaving Tidus unaffected either.

So maybe it's time to attack from a different direction. If he doesn't expect it, then just maybe it can be a victory stab for Inigo, right in the heart. ]

Yeah. [ His voice drops a bit, husky on purpose, especially from this up close, even though his heart is pounding right in his throat. This may just the most dangerous game of reversal gay chicken ever. ] I like this, because it's with you. You're the hottest guy I know.

[ Sweet Naga, come on, let it work!! Let him win for once!! ]

You like hearing me say that, don't you.

[ It's as if Inigo knows the reaction he'll get with those words. You're the hottest guy I know alone wouldn't have the same kick to his blood if not for what comes before it. 'I like this, because it's with you.' Because it's with him - because it's with him.

The compliment is just a cherry on this chicken pie they have going on, and Tidus so wants to kiss that stupid mouth. His lips lining tight and his brow furrowing, the absolute poutiest face to wear while in a flirting session. ]

Shut up, [ he hisses, barely, more sulking than anything. Fingers digging into their grip on Inigo's ass. ] If you want me so much, why don't you kiss me?

[ b-- baka!! ]

[ Unknowingly Tidus is using the most powerful move of all here. It's not like Inigo isn't super into Tidus when he's being all cocky and smirky, but this is what makes his heart weak - the other looking like this. So pouty, almost blushy. It's a reminder that despite how amazing the other is in Inigo's eyes, Tidus is very much still human.

Still human on the same level as Inigo. Someone who gets affected by other people's words, flustered, unsure of how to deal with it.

(Although it still feels miraculous that his words could bring Tidus to such a state.)

And he can't hold back in the face of that, not with how it makes his heart flutter in his chest. So Inigo leans forward just the slightest bit of an inch, just far enough to press their lips together into a kiss. He still can hardly believe that this is just a thing he can do now, without having to worry about Tidus's reaction. Something he only dreamed of months ago. ]

Guess you win. [ He mumbles against Tidus's lips.

But it's not so bad to lose under these circumstances. ]

[ This wasn't the taste of winning Tidus was hoping to savour moments ago. That dish has gone out the window, replaced by this new lust, this new want, taking the kiss Inigo offers him greedily, his tongue licking over those lips. Words breathed against his, but Tidus doesn't care for any of that now, his hands brushing up to hold Inigo around his waist and to grab the back of his head, his tongue dipping out to ask for something deeper, his hands pulling Inigo in closer.

This guy who wants him, this guy who appreciates the way he looks; wasn't this exactly what Tidus was looking for, that crazy day in the spa? A day that felt more surreal than just everyone switching ages, even for the pair of them. The two of them shy about going for it after, and yet - it's like scratching an itch, a comfort not regularly indulged it. Hasn't been, has it - not since Yuna has been gone, not since Inigo agreed to take part in this with him.

He doesn't want to waste this feeling, this intimacy. Tidus indulges as much as Inigo will allow him - them - to, the rest of the world far from his mind. ]

[ Inigo wasn't quite expecting deeper.

After all, they were just messing around. And while he was very much genuinely enjoying that kiss he finally gave Tidus, part of him thought it still was just part of the messing around--

-- until it suddenly wasn't. Because this is more than that. Just by the way Tidus pulls him closer, where his hands go as they hold on to him, the way Inigo can feel his tongue on his lips.

Yet he doesn't mind, easily opening his mouth, allowing Tidus access, his own tongue moving right along with it.

They should probably be doing other things, it suddenly occurs to Inigo. As if the forgotten meals on the ground only now decided to slip back into his mind. They should eat, rest, work, the usual schedule he develops for himself on these missions, too used to the ones that required constant vigilance.

But the flesh is weak - and honestly, Inigo's love-dazed mind is too - and wants nothing more than to indulge Tidus, to let the other take as much as he wants.

To feel how the other wants him right now.

His hands slip into Tidus's hair. ]

[ In contrast, Tidus doesn't think. He enjoys, he wants, tongue moving languidly, some part of him not in a rush for once. Having this body close to his nice, and he slips the hand wrapped around Inigo's waist under the rim of his shirt, but not in any particularly sexual manner. Touching, and searching for more to touch in that space of skin he's allowing himself to explore; while his chin tips, mouth moving to a new angle, just because he can between the kisses left on their lips.

It's some time before he thinks, or experiences any particular tug to do anything else but kiss, their lips not even far apart, breaths hot with their mouths still close. He can't even really open his eyes, and he doesn't care to, leaving another small kiss, another, before- ]

Guess we can do this more if you're on the same mission too.

[ As me, he forgets to specify, but please excuse that his mind is somewhere else. ]

[ Inigo does have his eyes open by the time Tidus speaks up. He's watching the other's expression, even though he can't see much from this up close - but he still wants to capture every little hint of it he can see.

Maybe that's what he's so occupied with that he doesn't answer right away. Instead just staring, feeling their hot, uneven breath mingle, planting another slight kiss on Tidus's lips.

It's only then that he speaks. ]

I don't think anyone has given me a better reason yet to rest on these missions. [ Because he can't make out with Tidus in the middle of battle, right.

His thumbs rub circles against Tidus's scalp. ]

Why can't everyone just say 'Hey Inigo, come over, Tidus wants to kiss you'? I'd be right there.

[ Alright, that gets a small burst of laughter from Tidus, a chuckle out of his throat. He leans back a bit, giving their faces some more room, but far from trying to escape Inigo's touch. ]

Really? [ Bro. Bro, please! But even if it's too goofy to him to take serious- ] Even if there was a desert between us? Then what? I might not want any by the time you get to me!

[ And wouldn't that be a tragedy? This dumb, silly tragedy of their what-if. ]

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