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[ Men, Ryo learned, regardless of species and origin - weren't that difficult to understand when it came to their physical needs and desires. Some testing and pressing and he would find a way to get what he wanted or needed. That sigh confirmed that he had made the right choice. His lifts his head to whisper and answer Mista's question.

The other was asking what kind of help? He surely knew what kind of help.

But maybe he needs it spelled out for him. ]

I want to have sex with you.

[ He could have easily been crude and straightforward. But he doesn't know if it'd be so effective. He isn't asking, though. He's confident, again, that the other won't tell him no. Not when he's standing there wrapped up in his arms and wings. Not when their bodies are pressed close enough that he can feel the other breathe. He settles back, hand resting on Mista's cheeks. And, he'll say those pretty words that he thinks the other needs to hear. ]

Even without Iris, I'd want to.

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[ A feeling that he couldn't describe washed over him, skin tingling as a buzzing rose in his ears. Whether it was a more delicate way of putting it or not, that had been far more blunt than Mista had expected and for a moment he wasn't sure that he'd heard right again.

He wanted to pull away but he felt weak, even more so when a warm hand rested on his face and the rest of those words tumbled out of Ryo's lips. For a second he hated the part of him that was reacting to all of it, the fact that his body was doing more of the talking for him than his own mouth. He'd pulled in closer when he hadn't meant to. How much of it was the desire for contact and how much of it was an attempt to hide the blush that had spread all the way to the tips of his ears, he couldn't be sure at all. ]

With me...? I...I'm not...

[ Not what? He couldn't say that he wasn't gay, that he hadn't had a few intimate encounters with other men that he'd enjoyed. It wasn't as if he was pure any longer, that much felt like it hadn't been true for a long time but there hadn't been another guy since he'd given into his carnal needs. So why didn't he want to pull away? Why didn't he know what to say?

It was an instinctive sort of move that he made when he crooked his neck down and pressed a kiss to the skin of Ryo's neck. Better that he still couldn't see his face when he finally continued. ]

...I've never, you know, been with a guy like that. I mean not...all the way...?

[ Christ, he wanted to stop talking but it wouldn't have felt right not to say anything. There was something about him that made Mista feel comfortable, something that made him want to help him fulfill those needs as he pressed another kiss to Ryo's skin. And then another, and another; lips slipping delicately over his jawline as his own undeniable arousal was growing.

He hadn't really given him an answer, but at least his actions made it clear that it wasn't a no. ]

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[ Ah, so that's his concern? He supposes he could understand why. But, Ryo is Iris and full of want. He's already hard, not that it takes much with the effects, but -- he's enjoying the contact. He enjoys that Mista's giving him much needed attention along his jawline. Pressed his close, he knows that the other is getting turned on.

He won't drag this out this playing for too long. This game he has going on right now. He's figuring out how to approach it with the other, still. He's learned so far that being direct with his desire for affection with Mista has been the most effective, so he persists.

But he's sure when his words might sound harsh to the ear, his touches are soft and gentle. He's giving to get. His hands trail, finding Mista's abdomen, feeling the muscles there. They trace small circles there, slowly - but after only a couple slow movements, they shift downwards, to the waistband of the other's pants. ​]

Do you think that bothers me?

[ He has, and so - he can supposes he will be guiding the other. Not that there's a lot to guide here, he notes. It's simple. ]

The pants are going to have to go, though.

[ Blunt - telling Mista exactly what he wants. ]