"... don't go..." The man smiled at the response, such a simple statement yet there felt as if there was such a bigger meaning beyond those two little words. The boy continued on, explaining what had happened, as if to explain what he meant by those words. Kei already had his answer though, he had it two months ago when he killed a phoenix, he had reaffirmed it one month ago when the boy had begged Kei to stay with him, and nothing had changed since then. “I would never go anywhere without you.”
Kei didn’t think he had a choice anymore, he couldn’t comprehend ever finding a reason to abandon Niall. His conviction was strong, stronger than the morals he had kept intact for over a millennium, and stronger than the fears that had made him a dog of the gods for all that time. He had heard of minor gods finding their mortal mates before, it always ended in despair, but Keisuke had spent his entire existence in despair and he was ready for something else no matter the consequences after. He was ready to tell the boy that, tell him everything about himself when Niall started moving.
He regretted the absences of warmth as Niall turned to face him, and he looked up to meet the boy’s eyes. Niall was looking at him with an expression he couldn’t quite place, he was familiar with disgust and rage, but with was something completely foreign to him. He studied the boy’s expression, not moving a muscle as he tried to work out what Niall might be feeling. His eyes followed the boy’s motions as he lifted the collar of his shirt above his chin. Kei felt his eyes widen, he was stripping, why was Niall stripping in front of him?
In his shock at the idea of seeing Niall’s bare chest, Kei had missed the motions Niall took to lean in close to him. He hadn’t noticed how close Niall had gotten to him until it was already happening. Kei felt his entire body tense at the contact. Niall’s lips against his, one single piece of cloth protecting him. Many of the party goers awed, and Kei felt the blood rush into his cheeks. He could feel the boy’s warmth, the ghost of his breath as he groaned. Immediately the man wanted more. He had heard the boy moan, felt him shudder, and Kei’s heart was pounding in his ears.
The boy was practically in his lap, so it was easy to disrupt the fragile balance between them and knock the silver haired boy back towards the ground. He used the crook of his elbow to keep Niall’s head from hitting the floor and cradled it there. He used his other arm to brace his body as he hovered over the top of Niall, eyes hooded. Several people hollered at them, and there was definitely one who whistled. The shirt was still over Niall’s mouth and the man leaned down, his breath ghosting over the boy’s lips but not connecting. He moved past Niall’s lips, hovering by his ear and he whispered. “Any further and I won’t be able to control myself.”
Losing control in this situation could end up lethal, something Kei absolutely could not risk.