It was gray and cloudy but it somehow suited the tense mood surrounding them both. Ritsuka in his fear and Astre in his. One from rejection and one from simple not knowing how to handle these feelings.
"I..." For a moment, he felt like he was choking on his words, lifting his cup to his lips and taking a slow sip. Part of him hoped it would help him find the words he needed. After a moment, he sets his cup down on its saucer nad just reaches across the table to take his hand.
"I don't know... how to do any of this... or if I'd even be any good for you." He knew he was doomed, after all, with a demons mark on his eye. It felt unfair to Ritsuka but Astre had become much more selfish a creature since he'd met Sebastian.
"Like... like I said, you can forget about what I said, I don't... that would be the one thing I'd be okay with you forgetting when it comes to me. I didn't mean... I didn't mean to put that burden on you, Astre..." he looked down at his hands. Because his love could only ever be a burden.
"You don't need to tell me anything about how you feel... don't... rush or feel like you have to return anything. Just... like I said, this is the one thing I'd be okay with you forgetting if that's what you wanted. Or... if you want me out of the manor, I understand that too."
He lifted his head to stare at Ritsuka for a moment, making sure he heard the other boy right. Forget what he said? That was impossible, really. And he didn't want to.
So he stopped for a moment, clenching and unclenching his hands a couple times, before he closes the distance between them. His cheeks were stained pink, and he looked unsure of himself but didn't stop him. Once he once close enough, one hand settled on his shoulder and he leaned in close.
His eyes widened when he was suddenly kissed on the cheek. He went bright red and cleared his throat. He swallowed and, with Ciel so close, he licked his lips and caught Ciel's mouth, if only for a moment.
His ears pressed against his head as he looked at Ciel, swallowing again.
There was a little squeak of surprise but he didn't push Ritsuka away. Or object. He let himself be kissed, and let his cheeks start to burn a bright red. He hadn't been kissed like that...
well, ever. At least, not by someone he knows and cares about and never so sweetly. Brief as it was.
"I'm not sure... I never... felt attraction to anyone before." He clears his throat a little. "Not with anyone my same gender."
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"I..." For a moment, he felt like he was choking on his words, lifting his cup to his lips and taking a slow sip. Part of him hoped it would help him find the words he needed. After a moment, he sets his cup down on its saucer nad just reaches across the table to take his hand.
"I don't know... how to do any of this... or if I'd even be any good for you." He knew he was doomed, after all, with a demons mark on his eye. It felt unfair to Ritsuka but Astre had become much more selfish a creature since he'd met Sebastian.
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"You don't need to tell me anything about how you feel... don't... rush or feel like you have to return anything. Just... like I said, this is the one thing I'd be okay with you forgetting if that's what you wanted. Or... if you want me out of the manor, I understand that too."
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So he stopped for a moment, clenching and unclenching his hands a couple times, before he closes the distance between them. His cheeks were stained pink, and he looked unsure of himself but didn't stop him. Once he once close enough, one hand settled on his shoulder and he leaned in close.
"None of that." And then softly kissed his cheek.
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His ears pressed against his head as he looked at Ciel, swallowing again.
"What... what are we, then?"
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well, ever. At least, not by someone he knows and cares about and never so sweetly. Brief as it was.
"I'm not sure... I never... felt attraction to anyone before." He clears his throat a little. "Not with anyone my same gender."
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"You're super cute when you blush, you know that?"
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"Ah..! R-really?" That only made his blush darken a bit.
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Astre's lips were so soft and even a little sweet, probably from the dessert he likely had with his tea.