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[wavesoakedlegs]

More familiar names belonging to unfamiliar people, from worlds both extremely close and very far in nature from the one I know. I do not think it is something one could ever get completely used to.

Sometimes I wonder if-

[And at that point Mitsuhide trails off, leaving little dots of ink after his last words, because without really thinking about it he has pulled a certain sweet from the bowl that has appeared in the Koumyou's island camp. Distraction makes the magical urge to do so very hard to resist; it makes the urge to obey the heart-shaped sweet's message even harder to ignore.]

[So a few moments later, Mitsuhide adds, in a slightly less neat kind of script:]

Lord Motochika, I love you.

[...yeah, he's just going to leave it there. Whatever he was going to say beforehand has been unsurprisingly washed from his mind by sheer embarrassment.]

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[behisstrength]

Why should I? You cannot tell the difference between their influence and my own desires, harmonious as they are.

[Motochika moves one hand towards the sweets while his other hand strokes upwards, coming to rest on the small of Mitsuhide's back. He covers Mitsuhide's outstretched hand with his, trapping the sweets, and inclines his chin.]

Tell me, Mitsuhide... where do you expect me to put them?

[wavesoakedlegs]

[Mitsuhide blushes deeply in the face of that comment, and all it implies. This has been heading in this direction for quite some time now, and he has actively been doing his part to encourage it, but that doesn't make Motochika's words and expression any less effective at flusturing Mitsuhide.]

[All he replies with is:]

Wherever you wish.