'Hey, Aki?' Denji continued to twirl his finger around, the fine hairs following where his fingertip made contact. Aki focused all his attention on the little puffs of air he felt against his skin from Denji mouth breathing. He took a moment to glance down to study Denji's expression. His mouth was open, a sharp toothy grin curling sheepishly as two golden eyes, half lidded, gazed right up at him. He found it impossible to break the eye contact with Denji all gooey-eyed, satisfied for the time being, and instead drew his eyebrows together in mock thought. 'Yeah, Denji?' he finally gave in response and let his eyes fall to watch the corners of Denji's mouth further curl into a sinister little smirk before he began to speak. 'That thing you said…' he paused, dropping his finger from where it was tracing along his leg to drape at its side, head leaning to press into the meat of the thigh beneath him. 'About the fish thing? What did you mean?'
He made to ruffle Denji's hair and redirect his attention to something, anything when the body below began to shift. He came up onto his elbows, bracing himself on his forearms and crawling between Aki's spread legs, back arching beautifully as he curled upward to press his chin into the soft flesh of Aki's lower belly. The contact had Aki shifting, the press of his pointy chin sinking somewhere close to his bladder gave him the perfect excuse to push him off and slip out from under him, but for all of his stalling and many attempts to avoid the conversation, Aki just couldn't bring himself to be dishonest, not with Denji, not when the thing he was dodging and avoiding wasn't anything import or special. No, Aki felt that dishonesty was sometimes a necessary evil, and despite him being very good at it, he felt in times like this it was just best to be honest and up front. Failing to have an open conversation like this felt counterproductive to whatever it was they were doing.
I will not be explaining a thing. iykyk. #wipwednesday #akiden
