raisetheearth | Happy Birthday, Blaise!

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Happy Birthday, Blaise!

Who: Blaise and Ryuzaki
Where: Gateway City Park
What: Blaise's Birthday Date
When: September 21
Warnings: Ryuzaki. 'Nuff said.
Status: Closed

Blaise scurries through the streets as he's on his way to the park, the biggest smile he can manage plastered on his face. He's wearing jeans, a navy blue, tank top with an open-chested, white, button up shirt over it, and has a small backpack with him. He's practically dancing on his way to the park; a day to spend with his beloved Ryuzaki!

He shows up at the park, trying to find the best vantage point to wait and watch for Ryuzaki. He decides on the fountain, and stands as high as he can on the bench as his tip toes and balance will allow.

He wonders how Ryuzaki will greet him, now that he's eighteen, and let's a few fantasies play in his head, each with a more joyful look than the last. He ~~probably will~~ might look weird to passerby, but it's the furthest thing from his mind. He's waited nearly a month for this day, and is beyond excited to see what it will bring.

As Ryuzaki approaches, he might find Blaise fighting to keep his balance on the backing of the bench as he tries to get a better look.

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Ryuzaki doesn't look particularly well-suited to the outdoors or the sun. He's more accustomed to sundown, seedy nightclubs and smoky interiors. He still made it out, wearing an olive-green hoodie and baggy jeans and carrying a wrapped package in his hands.

He approaches the bench the young man is playing on, canting his head to the side and simply watching until Blaise takes notice of him.

Blaise tumbles forward and lands on the grass haphazardly, falling to his knees. He gives a bit of a wince, but it changes quickly when he looks up again. He jumps to his feet with a huge smile.

"Ryuzaki!" he exclaims and throws his arms around him in a hug. He had hardly noticed the package and, as he lets go of Ryuzaki, he's quickly grabbing into his backpack. He pulls out a semi-transparent bag filled as full as he could make it with crispy, delicious bacon. He holds the bag out to Ryuzaki with pure glee. "I made you this!"

Even though it's Blaise's birthday, his time to be spoiled, he still wants to make his boyfriend as happy as he possibly can.

Ryuzaki raises a brow quizzically. The kid's practically an anime character in real life... but then again, a few of them just might be. Who knows, given the bizarre nature of echoes? Gamely, he accepts the enthusiastic hug, reaching around and patting Blaise on the back.

"I'm so happy to see you. So glad the sentiment's shared," he purrs. His eyes widen and his face breaks into a quick smile at the sight and smell of the bacon. "You shouldn't have. But how nice, that you remembered... you're a natural at making a guy feel special, you know?"

He hands over the package.

"It's your first birthday that we're together. Sorry I didn't get you anything fancy, but I think you should find it very informative."

Hearing Ryuzaki talk makes Blaise giddy. He wishes everyday could be this good.

Blaise smiles happily at Ryuzaki's reaction to the bacon. He makes Ryuzaki feel special! Yay!

"You can have some now if you want! I like it when you're happy, Ryuzaki!"

He looks at the package, then back at Ryu, astounded.

"Oh, wow. You didn't have to get me anything. I was just happy enough that I got to see you." He looks at it as he holds it in his hands. "Can I open it?"

In so many ways it just feels like shooting fish in a barrel, but anyone who ever thought that Ryuzaki was anything more than highly unscrupulous is fooling themselves... or, as is likely in Blaise's case, painfully naive.

Ryuzaki opens the packet, immediately starting to eat the bacon. There's something distinctly sensual, nearly lascivious about the way he devours it. "Well then you should like it a lot, considering you've made me extremely happy...." he breathes, licking his fingers before reaching for another piece. He eats it like it's a sin, and to be fair, to Lazarus it absolutely is.

"Go ahead and open it. It would be so strange to get you a gift and forbid letting you find out what it is..." he gets out between breathless lip-smacks and swallows.

Blaise's smile can't get any bigger, but he'll sure tries when he sees how happy Ryuzaki looks while eating bacon.

"Thank you!" he says excitedly as he opens it up. He pulls out the book and looks at the title, "Everything you wanted to know about se-"

His face goes instantly red, and more so as he reads the rest in silence. His eyes are innocently wide as he tries to process the gift. Wait, is this... an invitation? More red, he swallows a little nervously. Blaise has never done anything like this before. Even more red. At this rate, he might get an actual nosebleed. Does he dare?

Trembling slightly, he peeks open the book just a slight and nearly slams it shut again. He looks at Ryuzaki and gives the best smile he can manage in his embarrassment.

"U...uhm... So, how about that wall you promised?"

The bacon-eating is more unsettling than heartwarming, but maybe Blaise can be forgiven; he's admittedly wearing some blinders when it comes to the Ryuzaki that most others can see fairly clearly.

"You're welcome," he says, words distorted by his full mouth. He glances over to take in Blaise's reaction.

"You like it?" he asks, after swallowing his current mouthful. "I thought it might clear some things up. You seemed so curious and excited about so many things... and yes, I remember. What exactly did you think I promised, speaking of which? Rather... what did you hope I promised?"

"Y-yea, I like it alot." He means it, too. He's just not sure if he'll be able to get past the first page without freaking out. Sex has never been something that really crossed his dictionary. And now, Blaise's mind is kind of starting to see some suggestive meanings that he couldn't before in Ryuzaki's words.

He feels fidgety and nervous. His inexperience in anything of this sort is probably more painfully obvious now than it ever was before. His heart's pounding in his chest and he takes another nervous swallow. Maybe he's reading too much into it? Maybe. Ryuzaki wouldn't even kiss him before his birthday, and they have yet to get that far, standing where they are now.

"We-we were supposed to measure our height, remember?" As far as what he hopes for, Blaise really has to give it some thought.

Edited 2015-09-25 01:54 (UTC)

That blush is so deep and so pink. Ryuzaki's gaze lingers on it, and he licks his lips, because he is all about suggestive meanings, and it's actually unusual for the content of his speech to lack them.

"Right... measuring," he says, considering. "We'd have to stand pretty close for that, wouldn't we? A lot of things can happen at that kind of proximity. So? What about your hopes? You can answer the question. I won't laugh."

Blaise imagines standing close for a moment. And... Then gives consideration to any underlying meaning of 'measuring.' The results cause him to get a little more embarrassed and he bites his lower lip a little.

What would he hope for right now?

"U-uhm...." he fidgets his hands together a bit. He isn't sure whether to look Ryuzaki in the eyes or avert his gaze. "M-maybe a k-kiss...?"

If Ryuzaki is looking for outright sex, Blaise feels a little silly for his request. He's uncertain of what to do or how to do it. He supposes that's exactly what the book is for. Another nervous swallow as he resolves to do his best for Ryuzaki. Just one question plays in his mind - how soon?

Edited 2015-09-27 00:13 (UTC)

It's a strange kind of perverse to vicariously witness the way someone so painfully, pitifully naive reacts to innuendo. Ryuzaki supposes that it's its own brand of novel and kinky, both of which are musts for his brand of depravity. It's not that he hasn't handled blushing virgins before, but he does so rarely; his exploits and clients tend toward the toughened, bored and jaded who are just trying to feel something again, not those who are hyper-sensitive to every new sensation and touch.

"A kiss?" he drawls. "Is that really all? That's nothing. We could do that right here in public. But it's your birthday. You can ask for more than that."

"Uh... uhm..." Is it possible for his face to turn any more red? Probably not, but it'll try anyway. He's not sure how to react to Ryuzaki's gentle pressuring to 'allow Blaise to opt for more.' He glances down at the book, then back to Ryuzaki. He looks innocently up at his face, trying to think of something else he might want.

"Well... m-maybe... I could take you to my special place. Remember? The one I mentioned on our first date. I... it would be someplace we could be alone... for the first time. I-it's really nice there. If you're up for a bit of walking."

That innocence is practically a beacon, one that reeks of freshly-drawn blood to an opportunistic emotional vampire. His smile widens a little further; he's never, ever blushed in his life, but he's pinched his cheeks a couple times to fake it when he thought it could benefit him.

"Your special place...?" he asks. "Yes, that sounds very agreeable. If we wouldn't be interrupted, and it's somewhere we could take our time and go at our own pace. And if things are going to get physical... well, I'd better be up for walking, right?"

He offers his hand. "Whenever you're ready."

The mention of getting physical puts Blaise's heart right into his throat. Swallowing doesn't help the nervousness go away. He shakily takes Ryuzaki's hand and leads him down several turns and passageways. He might be tugging Ryuzaki's arm at some points, nervous as he is.

He takes Ryuzaki through some trees and around some boulders to a place with a small pond surrounded by foliage. It's pretty, tranquil, and when the sun sets, you can watch it perfectly through the frame of the trees.

Blaise has claimed this spot as his for almost as long as he's been in Gateway City and has never seen anyone come here. His secret place, and now Ryuzaki got to share in it, too.

Blaise's nervousness seems to ease as he looks at the water, almost forgetting the physical implications behind coming here in the first place. He smiles at Ryuzaki.

"This is the place I told you about. See? Isn't it amazing?"

Ryuzaki saunters along easily at his own pace, chuckling at the tugging but not speeding up for it. He's the one in control, here, and he knows it all too well, even though Blaise is the one leading. It's not the first time he's been tugged by the hand someplace private to do "something physical," after all, and he's leagues more comfortable with every aspect of the possibility than Blaise could possibly be.

He glances around when they reach it, raising his eyebrows and looking impressed even though he has no genuine appreciation for this kind of natural beauty. "Yes, it's amazing," he agrees automatically. "You have such an eye for extraordinary things. Nice job finding this place..."

He leans back against one of the boulders, smirking impishly. "Tell me what you've already done, with guys, girls... yourself... give me details and don't be shy. It's just us."

Blaise's face flushes entirely. What did Ryuzaki just ask him? Is he serious? Blaise becomes momentarily incoherent, and considers himself lucky when he's finally able to form any words.

"I-I-I... I haven't done... a-a-an-anything with... anyone else..." his heart's pounding in his chest and he fumbles his hands together. "I... I'm completely a.... a... virgin ..." And Heaven perish the thought if he did anything on his own. He's usually too busy adventuring for those kinds of urges. "I'm... I'm, uh..." completely inexperienced. At this point, he's finding it difficult to form words again and is completely flustered.

Ryuzaki gives him a slow, easy smile. The boulder at his back is warm from facing the Sun, and he rests a hand against it.

"That's OK to be a virgin, you know," he says. "Do you know that I was just about a year and a half ago? I would never judge anyone for that. But I want to make you feel better than you ever have today, all right? I can think of what I want to do to you without too much trouble, but is there anything you like? That you think about a lot?"

Blaise looks up at Ryuzaki.

"No, I had no idea. I mean..." Blaise is a little embarrassed at how that might have come across. "I thought most guys lost theirs by now." Zero tact. And he can't think of a better way to rephrase that.

He ponders over the last month, recalling his imaginings of Ryuzaki. He's still just as flustered over saying any of it.

"Well... I, uh..." he swallows nervously again. "I guess... maybe... I don't know... I've heard that... nipples are really sensitive... Maybe some biting...?"

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