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Inigo does try to pull it away. Of course he does. And with Tidus following it, it turns into the silliest near-dance the two of them are having here. Inigo trying to spin to get the microphone away from Tidus's now much too loud mouth, Tidus chasing it. It's a miracle they aren't bumping into each other and collapsing into a heap, really.

But one thing that is very obviously happening is that Inigo's face sure is as red as a tomato right about now.

"I can't believe you..! You're so lucky it's just us here!" Is he still trying to keep the microphone away from Tidus? Yes. Definitely.

The higgledies start higging away, as if demanding to be Acknowledged, so Inigo quickly adds with a flustered tone. "A-And you two!" Geez.

"I'd almost say you're obsessed with seeing me half naked!"

Tidus does need to put down a hand to keep his balance when he shifts his weight onto his knees - luckily, not tumbling forward into Inigo, though a playful push could get him sitting back cross-legged. Instead he does of his own accord, perhaps too early, with the last of what Inigo says.

And there's a few things Tidus can say there, that tickle his cheeks. The question is, should he?

He rolls his lips together.

"Do I need to be?" he goes for first, a pause taken before he continues, giving a pointed look up-and-down Inigo. "--But let's say I am."

Does Tidus need to say it, or will Inigo try to ignore the obvious follow-up in the air? The question back: What will you do?

Did Inigo expect things to head in this direction?

No. Of course not. Tidus was messing around, the higgledies were cheering, that's just about the least sexy environment one could be in. Hence why that sentence just moved straight out of Inigo's mouth, without thinking whatsoever.

Leave it to Tidus to suddenly put that sort of spin on it.

".. no," Inigo says. It sounds more instinctive than purposeful, and he quickly shakes his head. THINK OF NAGA, INIGO. THINK OF PURE THINGS. "No, no, you're joking! I know you're just trying to get me all worked up!"

Yes, Inigo, you're right about that.

But the definition of that word might differ a bit between what Inigo is thinking right now and what Tidus is thinking.

Should they be flirting in front of the higgledies? Tidus isn't blind to them, but he does consider their presence more before he speaks this time. A glance taken to them, but the two of them have already returned to their own higgledy chattering, moving.

Good, stay that that so Tidus can lean his hands on his knees, feel alright about saying - alright, having some apprehension in his throat, but not enough to stop him from going, "Could you get me worked up? It might be fun, you know..."

And he leans back again, this time to put one of his hands onto Inigo's knee. Voice lowering.

"...we could keep it in the bedroom."

Some of us are working ourselves up, thank you very much.

ÀHHHHH?

Is this still a joke? Inigo doesn't know. Tidus seems just a little too serious about this for it to be a joke, but then again.. Inigo is basically notorious for being unable to catch Tidus's jokes in time.

And it's not like it'd be too weird if it was true. After all, they've had sex before. But there's something a bit more about this. Something about the thought of Tidus wanting to see him in it, in such a situation..

Not to mention the look the other is giving him right now.

Inigo feels like steam is about to blow from his ears. It's like Tidus's touch, that hand on his knee, burns him. One of his hands finds a piece of his own skin, pinching it, just to confirm that this isn't just some really weird horny dream he's having.

".. You.." Inigo starts. His mouth suddenly feels so dry, and he licks his lips without realising it. "You'd want.. to see that?"

It's good, probably, that Tidus doesn't catch the second taken for skin pinching. He might find it funny though, an Inigo thing, good after the initial disbelief and humour it'd sport. But he's all eyes on Inigo's face now, watching his disbelief, confusion, the embarrassment he expresses before he even says anything.

He likes it. But he feels his own shyness, when he's asked if he'd like that, and - he would, wouldn't he? But he's led by a feeling stronger than that; by his arousal, and even admitting the truth is some of a turn on. To keep this going.

"Yeah." A beat, gaze flickering from eyes to a mouth, and back again. "I said you looked good in it."

And didn't Inigo say? That guys can dance just as arousing as women could.

(But really, all Tidus wants - all he needs - is for Inigo to be on his lap, grinding, flustered, wanting it too. He'll take that.)

Something even just about the thought by itself makes something prickle at his skin. Almost like it's electrifying. Tidus genuinely thinks he looks good in it - something Inigo didn't think he was lying about in the first place for once, thankfully - to a point that he thinks about Inigo wearing it in.. that sort of way.

"I'll wear it then," he manages to say. Even though Inigo has no idea how he manages to do as much. His throat feels thick, it feels like he's about to sweat.

Because he knows he wants this, that it turns him on too. Just the thought that Tidus would feast his eyes upon him.

He has to resist the urge to move his gaze away. It's hard, but he manages to keep it upon the other. "For you. As soon as you want it."

Now - that's when he wants it. So his body says - his lower body, that is - and the word presses to the back of his lips, wanting release. He could say it, and he thinks Inigo would go along with it, but there's something that stops him, a consideration; his own desires suppressed some when, with a glance to the stairway just to be sure - he leans to press his giddy lips to Inigo's, the taking his bottom one between his, sucking on it a little.

"When you're ready - to give me a show," he speaks lowly, not a whisper; so he can be heard, with their mouths close to one another still. Easy to slip into a few more kisses, if Inigo wants. And Tidus doesn't mind pecking to get another, then another, as he speaks. "I wanna see you show off."

Put on a performance - and every performer needs some time to prepare.

It's honestly a good thing that Tidus checked beforehand whether or not there's someone else who just walked in, because absolutely any thought of doing that vanishes the moment Tidus's lips are on his own. It makes Inigo's heart jump in his chest, and he definitely chases Tidus for those few kisses more between the other'w words in.

Though it leaves him breathless. Both the kisses, and exactly what Tidus is saying here.

"I.." He starts, but then doesn't know how to say more with the way his heart freezes up in his chest, so he just presses his lips to the other guy's again for a moment, hoping that might help him find the words. "I'm not.. sure if I could live up to.. um."

This time it's a real pause, without being interrupted by dumb distracted kissing. No matter how close Tidus's lips still are.

"To.. anything you might be expecting."

This combines a lot of things he's very nervous about, after all. Especially since he could make a huge fool out of himself in the middle of something that's supposed to be sexy.

He shouldn't distract him, should he? Tidus behaves too, waiting for Inigo to get out what he wants to, is trying. Though he's really wishing they were in their room now - his thoughts of what they could be doing, not so different from what he wants to be doing right now.

"I'd be happy with just you climbing on top of me." You know, might be his favourite view to have, no big deal. And how nice it would be to have going on right now, too.

But there's a pause, a moment where he wants to add, knowing that Inigo's brain will inevitably worry and fret, and where Tidus wants to assure, to get across - leaving another kiss on his lips: "But all I want is - for you to be you. So - you can't fail that."

The ends of his mouth pull upward, and he knows it isn't very poetic, his words... but it's the truth of it. You can't fail to be yourself.

It makes the worried, fussy - or maybe just embarrassed - look on Inigo's face melt into a smile as he stares at the other, as he feels those now familiar lips on top of his own again.

It's nice. The kiss, sure, but the reassurance too. Even if it may be a little simple or straightforward, that's exactly what makes it so effective here.

"I can do that," he says with that same smile. He's trying to remember it, really. The piece of knowledge he has deep down - that Tidus just wants him to be himself. That it's enough.

His hand moves to land on the side of Tidus's upper arm.

"But I'll.. try to make it good anyway." Because he wants Tidus to have something nice too, especially since the other apparently likes the idea of this. It needs to have a little something extra. "For you."

"For me, huh?" he echoes, with his smile turning sly to match his voice. "Then you think you can pull off sexy? Do something like - you knooow."

He lilts, not knowing what to describe, what even to go with. But there's something funny in the request anyway, the mood he was going for with this.

What's sexy (other than having someone on his lap)? Well, Tidus has a few ideas with women...

But hopefully, Inigo's got better ideas with men!

"Like.. 'you know'?" Inigo says.

This time there's something more teasing in it than just something flustered like before. Because it drives home the point that.. well, Tidus knows just as little what he's doing here as Inigo, huh. For different reasons, maybe, but at least it evens out the playing field a little.

Especially since Inigo leans closer to press a quick kiss to Tidus's lips again. When he speaks up again, his voice is a little lower, and a little more quiet.

"Your every - so well described - wish is my command."

Tidus can laugh at himself, laugh when Inigo cheekily responds to him like that. Through his teeth and the grin he wears.

"Thank you, Your Majesty," he gives back in that same low voice, but now he pulls back, resting his hands on either side of himself; the fun of their moment not gone from his posture. Though, he's many not as thirsty as he was earlier-

"You wanna have a few more rounds with me? Of the normal kind," he clarifies, as if cutting off a joke before he can be said. "I want to see what other songs there are! Maybe there's a super sexy dance for couples."

And Inigo can take a few ideas from it.

His hand drops off Tidus's arm as he takes a step backwards, actually letting out a laugh rather than any flustered sound at the suggestion. Maybe it's since it doesn't feel so weird anymore after the mood they were in only a moment ago.

"As long as you explain to anyone who happens to walk in what's going on."

Though no one should walk in.

Hopefully.

"But.. sure. It'd be a waste to already quit now, right?" This whole thing cost points!!

Hah! With Inigo's agreement, he picks himself up onto his feet, giving his arms a stretch above his head - some sense of fluster or dizziness inside him; nothing to put him off balance, but he feels it, coming out of that mood and slipping back into normal.

"Oh, yeah - I'll tell them it's not what it looks like!"

They missed that by five minutes.

He taps the wrist piece, and the hologram boots back up out of rest mode.

"Alright then - time to find us a fun dance!"

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