[If Hizamaru minds, he doesn't show it. Actually, Dick is quite amusing, he thinks. In a fond way. Being so new to his own body, he enjoys being able to see the reactions on others. Sure, he likes putting on a show, too... but watching a show? He's down for that.]
Lovers...?
[Both eyes are revealed when the fringe goes back, golden and curious, terribly innocent in the sense of not knowing very much about modern, worldly things. That one little sprig, though--damn, it will not stay anywhere but curled across his face in the opposite direction. His hands curl over Dick's hips, the thumbs pushing inward low under the navel.
[ dick seems to realize the potential implication of what he'd said, so he clarifies, grinning a bit sheepishly: ]
It's one word for people who have sex with each other. Humans don't really bathe one another outside of that kind of context.
[ which isn't quite accurate as far as explanations go, but it's right enough for this context without getting into intricacies. Dick's fascinated by the sprig of hair for a second or two, pushing it back only to watch it bounce, but after a second he leans in close to kiss softly at the corner of Hizamaru's mouth, lingering. His breath catches a bit at the feeling of hiza's hands over his hips, and he matches that with his own hand on Hiza's right side, rubbing slow circles with his thumb on the hipbone. ]
Ah. [Alas, Dick cannot ever hope to correct the Genjifucking mindset probably. Now he's sure he and Higekiri are maybe lovers because he sometimes washes Higekiri because Higekiri is just spoiled af, but he won't say that here.] Humans should bathe together more often, I think. Even if they don't touch.
At the Citadel, we bathe together in the hot springs. [His voice lowers when Dick's lips brush his mouth.] It's very relaxing.
[The mischievous curl of his lips returns. He watches what he can of Dick's face through his low lashes. One hand drops down to shamelessly but experimentally take Dick into his palm, underhanded. He curls the fingers, not so much pulling as sliding it over them.]
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Lovers...?
[Both eyes are revealed when the fringe goes back, golden and curious, terribly innocent in the sense of not knowing very much about modern, worldly things. That one little sprig, though--damn, it will not stay anywhere but curled across his face in the opposite direction. His hands curl over Dick's hips, the thumbs pushing inward low under the navel.
Don't give him the wrong idea now, Dick.]
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It's one word for people who have sex with each other. Humans don't really bathe one another outside of that kind of context.
[ which isn't quite accurate as far as explanations go, but it's right enough for this context without getting into intricacies. Dick's fascinated by the sprig of hair for a second or two, pushing it back only to watch it bounce, but after a second he leans in close to kiss softly at the corner of Hizamaru's mouth, lingering. His breath catches a bit at the feeling of hiza's hands over his hips, and he matches that with his own hand on Hiza's right side, rubbing slow circles with his thumb on the hipbone. ]
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At the Citadel, we bathe together in the hot springs. [His voice lowers when Dick's lips brush his mouth.] It's very relaxing.
[The mischievous curl of his lips returns. He watches what he can of Dick's face through his low lashes. One hand drops down to shamelessly but experimentally take Dick into his palm, underhanded. He curls the fingers, not so much pulling as sliding it over them.]