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[ Tidus definitely won't have to wait long. After all, how could Inigo live for long with a statement like that? Even if Tidus hadn't said it in the sort of way where it sounded like he had to tell Inigo something bad, there's absolutely no way Inigo's head won't take a statement like that and spin it out of control, thinking of all the possible ways this could end up going really, really badly.

So he makes sure to quickly finish up his work with the flowers. He can't just sit there and quietly take care of them with a certain air of anxiety hanging over his head, after all.

And after a quick moment of washing all the dirt and soil off him, Inigo does arrive at the room. Kind of glad to see Tidus there, since otherwise he would've had to go look all over the train for the guy--

But at the same time kind of surprised by the air of casualness hanging here. Tidus lying there, just playing a game, as if nothing is up. Did Inigo just blow this up in his mind? Was he just being an idiot again?

Unsure of the answer to that question, Inigo just stands there, awkwardly, as he lets the door fall shut behind him. ]

Uh.. hey.

[ He may be comfortable, but as he hears the click and the swing of the door open, anxiety flutters in his stomach. The moment. His gaze raises from the game to the figure of Inigo coming in, returns long enough to set it to pause, but not to put it down. Deliberating it, between having something to hold and hide behind.

Just, you know. A guy doing normal things, no big deal. ]

Hey. [ He can't just jump right into it- quick, what was he going to small talk over? ] You wanna try some of those cocktail drinks I got later? I think I need to buy alcohol to add to them.

[ There's a slight delay in Inigo's answer. If Tidus bothers to look at Inigo - or rather, if he isn't way too busy looking real hard at the screen of his handheld console instead - then he might notice that it's because of surprise.

Or.. well, Inigo certainly is looking surprised for a moment there. Is that really something Tidus couldn't tell him in the presence of some flowers? ]

Sure..? [ It's the only reason he sounds so hesitant.

The drinks don't sound bad in the slightest, after all, and usually he would have agreed with full enthusiasm! But right now he is still a little baffled. ]

Was that what you wanted to tell me? [ Inigo gestures at the closed door behind him. ] You should've told me out there, then we could have gone to buy some alcohol right away.

[ His gaze flickers between the two, of the screen in its continued paused state, and Inigo's own paused bewilderment; one easier to settle his eyes on than the other, when Tidus knows where it comes from. Inigo came here for a reason, and now Tidus has to get to that reason.

The exhale he lets out is quiet, a rise in embarrassment for what Inigo concludes from the subject, but manages to keep it out of his voice. ]

That's not it. I wanted to talk about...bedroom stuff. [ Bedroom stuff. Because saying just sex is weird, while a part of Tidus knows that he's going to continue to confuse Inigo if he leaves it there.

But it takes time, dragging his mouth to work; and though it doesn't mean he's rushing to look at Inigo, he does finally power down the handheld, resting it against his chest. ] I was... thinking about some things. And I was wondering if you'd be into trying something new?

[ He can't keep his eyes off Inigo, so he doesn't, mouth pulled in a slight frown, attempting this look of casual indifference he doesn't really feel. ]

I was thinking- we could try...switching sometime. If you'd want?

[ What guy wouldn't? But he says it, can't take it back, so it's time to look whatever about it.

(Or just stupidly awkwardly embarrassed about it.) ]

[ Thankfully Inigo instantly understands what the other means by bedroom stuff - and therefore also knows why Tidus couldn't just tell him back out there in the train, most likely worried that someone else might have wandered in on them in the greenhouse.

But what he doesn't understand - not at first, anyway - is why the other seems so shy about it, with the way he's wording everything in such an indirect way. Sure, he's seen Tidus a little shy about these things before, but.. surely at this point it's not too hard to ask Inigo to just have another round, right? Even Inigo could do that while only feeling a tad embarrassed..

.. maybe. Hopefully.

But then he gets it. It's the specific thing that the other is bringing him up that's making him act a little off, isn't it? ]

Um. Well, I hadn't really thought about it before.. [ Since Inigo is pretty content with the way they usually do things. But-- ] I don't think I'd mind though? You know, if you'd-- if you'd have me.

[ Inigo doesn't exactly have a huge load of experience with sticking it into other people, after all. Read: he has absolutely none, which means things might end up a little awkward and experimental.

But it's not the main thing he's thinking about here. Inigo goes a little more quiet as he moves to sit down on the bed as well, not taking off his shoes quite yet. Instead he looks over at Tidus, for once in their lives being the less embarrassed one here. For however long that'll last. ]

Are you sure you want that though? You seem a little..

[ ...

Awkward pause. Look, Inigo wants to word this in a way that won't make Tidus feel bad, but it's hard to find a word that won't do that! ]

Um, maybe unsure? Or.. kind of.. [ Oh no, sweet Naga, he's going to have to use The Word. Sorry, Teeds. ] .. shy?

[ Inigo is taking this easy; easily enough that Tidus can find relief, the apprehension of the (short) wait unwinding from his muscles, the way he holds himself. Nevermind that 'if you'd have me' sounds weird, but he'll take it, sweep aside his own awkward self and remind himself they have sex all the time, he should be better than this--

'...shy?'

what. ]

--I'm not shy! [ Forget whatever reassurances were working their way on his tongue. Tidus sits up more on the bed, putting the gaming device as it slips off his chest to the side of him, facing Inigo proper now. But not completely devoid of his earlier shuffling on the spot, fussing over nothing. ] --I'm not used to bringing it up, y'know? And I figured you'd like it, and- I'm a lil' curious, that's all.

[ He's already got a light wash of colour across his cheeks, mixing with the tan of his skin. Knows he's got to be bold now, so he can't be called out again, thought as being shy- ]

I've never talked about or done this before.

[ He's allowed to be a little awkward, ok bro...!!! ]

[ Please, bro, you're obviously acting very awkward and embarrassed about it, and he's not allowed to call you out on it? Inigo acts like that all the time, he's a verified expert!

But he quickly suppresses the urge to eyeroll at Tidus's claims, knowing that this - apparently - can't be easy for the other. And Inigo knows it sucks when people push a little too hard when you're already embarrassed to begin with, so he decides to be good here and just drop it, rather than drive Tidus into some corner. ]

You think I have? [ BRO??

Okay, no, it's not said with an accusatory tone at all. Inigo's tone is a little more gentle, the question meant in a reassuring sort of way. It's okay if Tidus isn't used to bringing this up - neither is Inigo, bottom extraordinare, obviously. ]

So you don't have to feel weird about bringing it up around me. I don't mind trying. I just.. can't guarantee it's necessarily going to be good, you know? [ That does bring a hint of something more shy in his expression, though he mostly just smiles and shrugs a little. ] This would be my first time.

[ Not that he isn't going to try, but.. b-bro, he's just making sure your expectations of him aren't sky-high, okay! ]

[ No matter if what's coming out of his mouth might be obvious and dumb, it's nice when the other person joins in - if unintentionally, in Inigo's case. Because Inigo's worrying about being not good, and why would Tidus know what's good or what's bad when it comes to this?

(inigo doesn't complain though so he guesses he's pretty ~~great~~ good!!)

He's going to sound dumb - or at least feel dumb - and that he has to sit there and acknowledge it; expression continuing to be a little pouty, but owning to the fact. ]

Well... you know with preparing - do you have to do that a lot before you try it? 'Cause I didn't know if I was getting the hang of it, and it's kinda weird just doing it in the shower...

[ When you don't regularly get off to the thought of getting plowed by guys, it's not so fun, even with his curiosity. Was it likely Inigo knew what was better? But he's more the expert here on this than Tidus, or from Tidus's perspective.

he is the gay expert here, and Tidus's gaze lifts onto Inigo. ]

What do you think?

[ (it might help to explain he means fingering himself, but isn't that obvious??) ]

[ Thankfully Inigo at least does have enough braincells (read: two) to rub together to realise that Tidus does mean fingering himself. Or maybe it's just that Inigo has done it often enough that it's not too hard to read that into what the other is saying..

.. though his response is slightly delayed, because he might be imagining Tidus fingering himself in the shower now, and that thought is pretty hot for Inigo.. hot enough to get distracted by it, anyway, his cheeks mildly pink as he shakes his head to try and get rid of these uselessly distracting gay thoughts. ]

W-Well.. uh. It helps when you have practice.

[ It's why he thankfully didn't have to be too awkward with it before having sex with Tidus all those other times. ]

But I can help with it. [ Putting your fingers into someone else probably isn't.. too different from putting them in yourself..?? Maybe? Inigo sure is hoping over here. ] And if stretching ends up being a little too much for you, we can just take it slow..

[ Even if that means Tidus might not get a dick inside of him today in that case. But it's still better than accidentally hurting the other during something that's supposed to feel good, Inigo thinks. ]

[ 'But I can help with it.' ...so maybe he is feeling a little shy, when the point of this discussion might be about getting a few fingers in him (and something more), but there's that knot in his stomach that isn't anything like relief, or being grateful.

At least he doesn't need to directly approve of it, doing so instead with the shrug of a shoulder, the tilt of his head. ] It can't take that long. I mean, how much prep does it need?

[ Tight asses?? Who would have those for real.

He's sitting cross-legged, arms leaning against his lap; still a slight pout to his lips, but sounding casual, okay as he asks: ] So, when do you want to do it? Whenever we're in the mood next? Tonight?

[ Is this really what Inigo wants to do after getting down and dirty ... with his flowers? ]

[ Tidus is so lucky, so lucky that he doesn't end on that rethorical question, because otherwise he might have had the most embarrassing possible answer of 'well, it depends on how tight your ass is' coming from Inigo.

And no one wants to have to deal with that.

So instead he's lucky, since he asks on, and actually asks something important. Something that immediately takes up all available space in Inigo's mental bandwidth.

His cheeks grow a little rosey as he looks at Tidus, turning so he's leaning his hands on the bed and leaning a little bit closer in the other's direction. ]

Are you seriously considering the possibility of not doing it right now? [ After getting him all worked up with these words, bro? With the idea? B-Bro?!

Though Inigo, no matter how eager he is, does look a bit more shy as he mumbles: ] U-Unless you really don't want to, of course.

[ In this house we respect consent!! No matter how horny a teenage boy might be at any given moment! ]

[ Inigo might've sound cool if he didn't lose it in that addition. ...then again, Tidus isn't thinking about cool so much as Inigo's leaning in, quizzical before thoughtful, then a pinch of amused. ]

What, you ready to go at the drop of a ball? [ Hats, balls. But Tidus doesn't need a response with Inigo leaning forward as he is, instead meeting him by leaning himself; hands reaching to rest on his knees, bringing him to meet Inigo's mouth for a kiss.

Inigo isn't the only guy to get interested so easily. ]

Washing clothes is boring anyway, [ he mumbles, lips still close to each other. Tongue pressing to them, hoping to slip in, bring their kissing in deeper, further. ]

[ Of course Inigo immediately kisses him back. It makes any protest about Tidus acting like he's the only horndog here die on his tongue, since this more than anything proves that the other is just as eager for it.

It's a nice reassurance to have, either way, since it's definitely the sort of thing that Inigo could get incredibly self-conscious over, especially considering his Complicated feelings when it comes to Tidus in this entire mess. At least he isn't just easily excitable - if you want to call it that - in a way that bothers Tidus.

He leans closer, hands finding purchase on Tidus's shoulder to steady himself as the kiss deepens, trying to keep them from collapsing into a boys pile at the most awkward moment possible as his tongue mingles with Tidus's own.

.. though Inigo does seem to have a belated realisation by the time he comes back up for some air. ]

Didn't-- Didn't even take my shoes off yet. [ Okay, so maybe he did get a little too excited, sue him!! ]

[ How unsexy can shoes get? It brings a muffled chuckle though, shoes of all things being what's going to disrupt them. But not before Tidus lays a few more kisses on those lips he wants to eat up, more interesting to him in this immediate time than whatever's ending up in his ass.

... but Inigo did bring up his shoes, so he relents, pulling away with a smirk toying on his lips, scooting himself back again. ]

Take off your shoes, Your Majesty.

[ His hands sit on either side of him, shoulders hunched to add to the pose; of teasing, waiting - expecting, one foot even crossing lazily over the other. A sing-song note to his voice, gaining confidence for no particular reason. ]

Sooo, if we're swapping, does that mean you're gonna give me head?

[ He swings his foot some, to add to the picture of innocence. ]

[ He momentarily turns away so he can actually take off his boots, but even without directly looking at Tidus, Inigo already knows what sort of expression is on the other's face right now. Just the guy's tone by itself is enough to tell Inigo everything.

And while it's a little embarrassing, it is - at the same time - incredibly exciting as well. He can feel his heartbeat starting to quicken inside of his chest as he stares at his boots for just a moment longer than strictly necessary, feeling his cheeks heat up.

Stupid sexy Tidus and his power over Inigo. Stupid sexy Tidus!! ]

[ Inigo sucks in a breath, trying to gather every last scrap of confident inside of him by the time his shoes are fully off and he's looking back at Tidus, moving further onto the bed so he's closer to the other again, supporting himself with his hands against the blankets. ]

Do you really think you can handle both that and having me inside on the same night? [ ARGH.

This would be ten thousand times better if he ever actually felt as confident as he made that sound!! ]

[ Tidus, always forgetting the powers he has, and just going with the flow of the mood he's in, giddy and waiting. Watching Inigo's back with expectations of what's to come next, everything, but especially the build up.

And the teasing that comes with it, getting it returned. Tidus meets the approach with a flutter in his heart, the confidence Inigo wears in his smile. He leans forward his head to meet him, tantalised; having no confidence himself in knowing what to say, but what does it matter more than keeping up their game? ]

Maybe I wanna be spoiled. [ He brings his arms around Inigo's sides, inching closer as he takes them from around his sides, creeping lower down as he gets a husk in his voice. ] Maybe I want you sitting on my lap.

[ Tidus always wants Inigo on his lap, and he's got his hands around his ass to help him scoot forward, get him exactly where he wants him to be.

For kissing. And more. ]

[ Tidus doesn't have to worry about wanting to be spoiled. No matter their usual bickering, Inigo would hand the entire world over to the other guy if that's what he wanted - since that's just how weak Inigo is for him, for seeing this expression on Tidus's face.

It's why he doesn't protest as he's dragged closer and closer to the other. Instead Inigo cooperates, moving his legs and body so he can actually sit down on the other's lap, feeling the way it makes his own heart pound faster and faster inside of his chest. ]

I'm not sure how flexible you think I am. [ He mumbles, though it's obviously between kisses that are being pressed to Tidus's lips already, because Inigo just can't resist.

And sure, wanting to talk and wanting to kiss at the same time is hard, but he's going to make this work. It's just too good to not say it, especially if he wants to remain toe-to-toe with Tidus in this teasing game. ]

But sucking you off while I'm sitting here might be a little difficult.

[ This is them in their best mood, which is always a plus on a train stop day. Not worrying about who's come, who's left - all of that is outside their room, and in here is only the pair of them.

(The higgledies left to have fun elsewhere.) ]

You in that much of a rush to suck me? [ For the vulgarity of it, it's not meant to entice, just amused between the lip-pressed kisses they're sharing. Allowing them the room to slip words in-between, the tease of their tongues now and then. ] What if I want some of this first? You don't like this?

[ Behind, his fingers trespass between the layers of fabric, finding rest against the skin of Inigo's back. Nothing meaningful, nothing hinting like there's a need for clothes to come off. Not now anyway - this is the two of them. So what if this started because of what Tidus asked? He's not going to hurry if Inigo doesn't make them. ]

What?

[ Apparently Inigo is the first one who breaks.

Or rather - perhaps should I say that of course Inigo is the first one who breaks here. Even though the logical part of his brain knows that Tidus is just teasing him, he can't help but react so much more instinctively when the logical part of his brain is pressed further and further away from the forefront of his mind in favour of the part of his brain that's just enjoying the sensory pleasure here.

Which means that Inigo pauses the kisses for a moment. His cheeks light up, and the expression on his face is so innocent that it's almost cute, brought forth by his momentary confusion and the light touch of fingertips on the skin of his back. ]

N-No, of course I like this! [ At least he doesn't seem upset in the slightest - just surprised. Just eager to reassure Tidus that he does like this, before the other gets the wrong idea. ] I want to do this together with you first.

[ He nearly stumbles over his own words, his hands trying to find purchase somewhere that doesn't feel awkward - first landing on Tidus's shoulders, then on the back of his shoulders, then moving lower, before they gingerly move back up to his shoulders. ]

J-Just.. being close for a little while.

[ Of course. Of course. The reaction - the break of their kiss, the worried and earnest expression on Inigo's face is one that confuses Tidus, wondering where it came from. Even if it comes from his own question, nothing serious; but somewhere along in their kissing, the cool was lost.

That's Inigo for you. There's a light chuckle on his lips, and Tidus simply presses his arms around Inigo's waist tighter, as if pressing the two of them closer. Together. ]

I know you do. [ Silly. His voice low, but gentle. ] I'm just messing around, having fun. I'd say you like kissing as much as I do.

[ If he had to answer a survey on it, for some reason. ]

It's cosy, right?

[ There's a low sound coming from Inigo, almost like a kind of rumble that comes from his throat. It sounds a little pouty, or perhaps just a little embarrassed, as he feels his body being pulled closer against Tidus's own.

It's nice and warm. ]

It is.

[ And as long as Tidus knows for real - outside of their joking - that Inigo likes this just as much as he does, then it's fine. He just doesn't want the other to think it's any other way around. ]

That's why I couldn't wait. [ His voice is a bit more of a mumble, and his lips press against Tidus's own, lingering there for a moment before he pulls back enough again to speak. ] If we didn't do this right now, I'd have to spend all this time until when we'd actually do it thinking about it.

[ Imagine how hard it is. Living with 24/7 stupid sexy Tidus on the brain! ]

And doing these on the days of platform stops is even better. [ Because it turns a day that is usually generally crappy into something that's a lot better. ]

[ It's always nice, always warm; always comforting for limbs to be wrapped around close to one another like this, and Tidus enjoys it. A body near to his - that body being Inigo's. The shy way his friend doesn't want to meet his eye when his worries bubble up this way, but a shyness Tidus wants to soothe, and to take the kisses that flutter against his lips and return them, too.

Luckily, Inigo isn't too flustered, even being honest. An honesty that pinches up the ends of Tidus's mouth to listen to. ]

I can think of worse things to be thinking about. [ Than sex. But he pauses himself too, pressing firmer a kiss, a tongue flicking against lips. Asking for a deeper taste, for more than just a brief pause - longer, as he drags them both into a kiss that heats his cheeks. Hands grabbing at that that plane of skin around Inigo's waist, further pushing against his shirt.

But they behave, easing as Tidus's tongue does; almost reluctant to take the breath he does, breathily suggesting (or threatening): ]

What if I made us wait 'til after the mission?

[ ...definitely a threat. ]

[ Definitely a threat. And one Inigo should be so used to at this point, considering this is what Tidus always does. But maybe it's since that deep kiss just melted his mind for a moment, or maybe it's just a typical Inigo reaction.. Whatever the exact reason behind it is, there's definitely a moment where surprise and frantic worry seems to shoot through Inigo's gaze.

It truly can't be missed, especially with the two of them that close. ]

You wouldn't. [ Inigo replies, a little breathy after that kiss.

At least he knows to avoid certain jokes here, like 'what if I die and then we'll never have it'-- because there's only been two people near him while nearly bleeding out during a mission, and he's sitting on the lap of one of them. He's not about to make things that awkward.

Instead Inigo's grip lands firmly on Tidus's shoulders this time, seeming to lean a little against there. ]

I mean.. You want me too. I know it. [ Maybe not as well as he's pretending to right now, but ssh, it's all part of the act as he leans in a little closer yet. ] You can't resist me.

[ Inigo is calling his bluff. Close enough to be read, the uncertainty that weakens the weight of his words unintentionally. It should be so easy to dismiss, to grin as he always does; be sly and meet him, make him wither on his lap at the thought of being made to wait.

'You can't resist me.'

--but Tidus isn't that confident. Not as confident as he can get away with, that he makes himself out to be. Or, it has little to do with confidence, but instead the level that he's met with. You can't resist me. Inigo drawing himself in closer with those words, asserting himself with that grip that pulls in his gaze.

Tidus pauses, heat tickling his cheeks. He licks at his lips, sucks in once his lower lip as he glances at Inigo's own. ]

Can't I? [ He asks it quietly, privately, but wanting to encourage; wanting that sliver of a hint towards dominating to come out more. His embrace around Inigo's waist lowers closer to his ass, but without being restrictive. Just there, if he wants to nudge him later, pull him in, press him close, but who knows what Inigo might get the confidence to do?

Because maybe he likes this flirtation of a more controlling Inigo, leaving him at a loss as to what he can say, unused to this. But all the same- ]

What're you gonna do?

[ He wants more, more of it. Show me more, the question asks and hopes for. ]

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