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[ With a chuckle, Akechi approaches him for a quick kiss on his lips. ]

Don't worry about me. I'm not quite as clumsy as you may think.

[ Only when it comes to stealing food from others and not paying attention!! But at least he doesn't trip and fall flat on his face in the treadmill!!

That said, he makes his way back to the first room and picks up the mattress without much effort, though he does spare a second glance at the blankets; ultimately, he decides it might be too much to try to safely juggle at once, so he settles for having to make another trip to the bedroom later.

(Maybe he was hoping to get it done with quick so they could truly start enjoying their new gift, but. He'll just have to curb his enthusiasm.) ]

There we go. [ He sets it down besides Akira's mattress, right by the fireplace. ] It's already looking rather cozy, if I may say so myself.

[Bringing up the treadmill incident would be a pretty low blow!

He also makes it down without issue, looking over their makeshift bed. It does look pretty cozy, and not only because it reminds him of a different cozy night. He wishes he could go ahead and get down on it, but they still need a few more things to make it as cozy as possible.

And so...]

Looking pretty good. Just need blankets, and then we'll be all set.

[And so he is off to fetch them!]

[ He won't bring it up. But he'll always know. ]

Very well. I'll see about getting a fire started in the meantime.

[ They were lucky enough to have firewood available last time, although he wonders if Akira had to resort to one of his Persona to actually get the fire going. Would he have to do the same? He really has never tried anything like that before, but he has the feeling a Maragion from Loki would be a little too overkill-- and rather risky for other reasons, too.

Thankfully he's spared from his own Sophie's Choice when he finds just what he needs-- wood and some matches. It would seem that whoever granted Akira's wish really did think of everything this time. ]

All set on this end. [ Said as he takes a step back and admires his handiwork. Once Akira gets back with the blankets, then they'll finally be ready.

(He's so very ready.) ]

[Don't worry, Akechi - Akira is just as ready as him, and so he moves fast down the stairs, even though the pile he carries comes up high enough to nearly cover his face, leaving only the bush of his hair visible. Thankfully he does make it safely down, coming to dump the blankets in a heap next to the mattress.]

Let's get these spread out, and then I think we'll be good.

[And then the real fun can start. So saying, he grabs a thinner sheet off the pile to spread out as an undersheet over the mattresses.]

[ Wow, Akira, please don't go risking your life like that!! Haven't they waited long enough??

Still, Akechi grabs on to the other end of the sheet and carefully tucks it under their makeshift bed to the best of his abilities, making a mental note to perhaps bring some rope to tie everything together next time; depending on how rowdy they get, those sheets and mattresses won't stay in place for long. Next, he proceeds to taking more of the blankets and arranging them much like they did last time, with one rolled up as an improvised pillow as the others serve their actual purpose.

Once he's finished, he spares Akira yet another innocent look, with a smile to match. ]

There. Now it looks fairly comfortable to sleep in.

[ What a teasing piece of shit. ]

[Such a tease! But alright, if that's the way he wants to play it, Akira can match him just fine.

And so, he nods, sitting down on the bed and pulling his glasses off to set aside, before spreading out his legs and wiggling to get comfy.]

Yep. Pretty nice.

[Your move, Akechi - what do you want to do now?]

[ Honestly? He wants to make very good use of that leg spread. Alas, he still has to play the (teasing) role of the good boy, so. ]

I'm glad you think so.

[ Keeping his (obviously fake) innocent smile in place, he follows suit after Akira and joins him in their makeshift bed, wiggling a bit as though testing his handiwork. Not bad, indeed. ]

This is what you wished for, isn't it?

[ Well. They have their place now, but it's still missing one specific part of that wish. And he's still leaving that to Akira, too. ]

[Akira is torn between trying to push Akechi into asking for it or just getting on with it, but in the end, his own desire wins out. Who knows how long Akechi could keep this up for, and he's ready to move on to the main event.

So he rolls over up onto his knees, kneeling over Akechi, eyes wide behind his glasses.]

There was a pretty key part of that wish we're still missing.

[And he knows Akechi knows what that was.]

[ Akechi could probably keep it up for quite some time, so given the state of Akira's raging hormones, this is the better option. ]

Oh, right. The other part of your wish.

[ Said in all pretense of nonchalance, like he had forgotten for a minute. Still a piece of shit, for that little bit longer.

And just as casual as before, he takes a hand up, lets it sneak underneath Akira's shirt and sweater to stroke warm, warm skin, trailing an idle path up and down in between his pecs. ]

How do you want to do this?

[ It's ambiguous, but whatever answer he gets will be good enough of a start.He just wants to hear Akira say it. ]

[Oh, that feels nice...

Akira's eyes flutter shut for a moment, like a cat receiving some particularly good petting.]

I'm not the only one this is for.

[If he has to say embarrassing things, so does Akechi!]

But I think...

[He opens his eyes again, halfway, though he doesn't look at Akechi.]

I'd rather be... underneath you.

[He's going to die.]

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