[That’s not how it works at all, a fact that he’s sure both he and the demon know, but he doesn’t say anything against it. There are certain arguments that aren’t worth the breath it would take to have them. So he keeps his eyes focused downwards, not wanting to see what look the demon gives him, and waits until he hears his footsteps fade away. Letting out the breath he’d been holding, Chikusa moves himself back to his couch. Already, he can feel regrets and uncertainty start to weigh down on him all the harder.]
[Only a kiss…. That’s what he had meant to happen. A kiss wasn’t inherently sinful, after all, no matter the recipient, even if the memories he had associated with it were. But what had happened, right there in the entranceway of his own home, against the door… As he sinks down into his couch, Chikusa thinks of it and shudders. He’s never going to be able to get rid of that mental image now: Mukuro on his knees, lips wrapped around his cock, those eyes focused straight on him with every lewd wet noise.]
[Chikusa squeezes his legs together and does his best to focus on the tea in his hands while he waits for the demon to finish his business. Except that doesn't do much for him at all, as it turns out, so by the time Mukuro comes out from the bathroom, it's highly likely that he'll find the priest quietly praying with a half finished mug of tea on the coffee table.]
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[Only a kiss…. That’s what he had meant to happen. A kiss wasn’t inherently sinful, after all, no matter the recipient, even if the memories he had associated with it were. But what had happened, right there in the entranceway of his own home, against the door… As he sinks down into his couch, Chikusa thinks of it and shudders. He’s never going to be able to get rid of that mental image now: Mukuro on his knees, lips wrapped around his cock, those eyes focused straight on him with every lewd wet noise.]
[Chikusa squeezes his legs together and does his best to focus on the tea in his hands while he waits for the demon to finish his business. Except that doesn't do much for him at all, as it turns out, so by the time Mukuro comes out from the bathroom, it's highly likely that he'll find the priest quietly praying with a half finished mug of tea on the coffee table.]