Midnight stroll [Sou]

He doesn't want to let go of the trowel, but eventually does. He's a little confused by Kiyo making his arms go around his neck, but lets them be guided anyway. With his arms awkwardly rested on the older man's shoulders, he looks up at him. The demon wasn't wrong. Already Kiyo had all but broken his personal bubble, and he knew that if he really did get out of the graveyard, some people Could be made Worse.

Sou listens carefully to by elder, even lf their closeness was a bit distracting for him. The boy pulls his lip between his teeth. As strange as the closeness and the kisses along his jaw were, he didn't feel the urge to push Kiyo away from hair. When he was smaller, he wouldn't have hesitated. But now, he actuallyMakes his arms more Comfortable. The young demon wasn't entirely Sure what to do when Kiyo kisses him a little more firmly, and it shows a little. "I, don't care if that what you're doing... the Kissing thing..."

A small noise escapes him at Kiyo's sudden strength. It wasn't something he had expected at all. Sou could feel his heartbeat quickening slowly. "Does gender really make a difference?" he Hts his head slightly. That sort of thing didn't make sense to him if it was all just a chemical reaction. A quiet gasp leaves his ups, a blush crossing his cheeks a the bridge of his nose when the demon touches his sensative skin.

"It's difficult to explain. You may not feel anything when a female touches you this way." His hands slid down, gripping Sou's ass with the same firm touch as before. "The details are also important. Slick, damp bodies moving against one another as a pleasurable high builds deep inside of you..." Sou's gasp and blush was enough to make him want to ignore his responsibilities.

The bone Sou was searching for was forgotten for the moment. There was a stone slab beside the grave they were standing on. Kiyoharu picked Sou up, carrying him over to lie him back against that cold surface. His hands moved to pull the youth's shirt up and drop it beside him. The scarf was left around his neck to keep from upsetting him too much.

Slender fingertips moved down the younger man's bared chest. "I want to keep pushing you forward until you tell me to stop." His hands made their way to Sou's hips before moving back up his sides. Kiyoharu leaned down, brushing his tongue against one of Sou's nipples. "You can touch me or push me away." He glanced up at the younger man before tugging at that little nub lightly with his teeth.

A quiet squeak leaves him when his ass is grabbed. He wasn't anticipating that at all, and was debating on whether it was good or not when he's picked up, causing another surprised sound to leave him. "...and, being damp like that is good, right?" He bites his lip a little as he s moved. The blush stays in It's place, darkening as his shirt is stripped from him. He bites onto his scarf as if to protective keep it there.

Sou nibbles on the fabric, shivering slightly from the cold stone. Or was it Kiyo's fingers making him do that... "o-okay..." he wiggles a little, biting his lip as the older demon toys with his body. A small whimper escapes him as his nipples are played with. He didn't know what he was feeling, but he was too curious to push him away.