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eclipse.
Well. That certainly wasnât what he expected.
It wasnât a bad thing, of course, but the shock showed readily on his face. Redily, even⌠he was already growing pink. Was this Reijiâs intention? With words like desire and demands⌠favors and rewardsâah, that hand on his leg. Sospetto. This had to be what he meant. But how could he even reply to such a thing like that, such a vague offer? As always, Reiji was an ambiguous sort. A mystery, an active phantom, his quiet shadow⌠and he certainly prided himself on that. Pride. Orgoglio. âŚAh, was heâŚ?
Caesar sat up, then, running a hand through his hair. He had definitely considered this once or twice â perhaps more if he was forced to admit it â but to actually be posed with this question? A rare opportunity indeed. He struggled with what to say, the pink in his cheeks spreading even to his ears. Everything that had to do with Reiji, whether it be acts of love or sexual desire⌠it was all foreign to him. Uncomfortably so. Commitment itself, like this; hah, what a concept.Â
Nevertheless, he attempted to reply, "⌠âŚB-bene⌠âŚI mean⌠âŚahâŚâ Strike one. Why was this so frustratingly difficult? His boyishness was showing once more as he sighed heavily.
"⌠Anything like⌠that you chose to do, I-I wouldâŚ. accept.âÂ
"Is that so? Anything? Now, is that what you truly desire? To put me in an authoritarian position and claim full control of what I feel you deserve...? Hmm..." On cue, he feigned thoughtfulness with a curt tap to his chin. To be able to do whatever he felt was a worthwhile reward for someone who so often proved his worth for such a privilege. A reward for his patience, was it? He thought-- well, faked-- about it all. Lips would curve into a conniving smile as those sanguines move to gaze upon his roseate-tinted companion. His betrothed. His possession.Â
His words now a breathy whisper tickling Caesar's senses, Reiji states his terms. "Now, you are not to move your hands without my guidance. You shall not move without my permission." Both palms press down on the other's chest, both bodies forced down on the bed-- Caesar on his back and Reiji straddling above. Knees positioned on either side of Caesar's waist, Reiji straightens completely. He works at his own tie, sanguines not once leaving his partner's presence.
"Raise your arms above your head, Casanova."
Selfishness⌠that had been a concept between them. Selfishly, Caesar accepted his own feelings and had selfishly told Reiji in his actions. Reiji, the man who often alluded words of their meaning, had accepted and made his own selfish reciprocations in time. They had clung to this concept of their own shared happiness. Happiness they would be denied elsewhere. Happiness he never realized he had craved so strongly until it was in his presence, a man who exuded moonlight. It had in the end been the reason they shared this bed in an embrace. An eclipse.
Egoista. Yes⌠could it really be considered bad?
Like many things here, he wondered, he wondered. Even now, revived of a week long perish, he did not actually hate this place. It would perhaps surprise people to know that, and he too had felt initial shock. A place that advertised despair, an inescapable amount of terror and fear⌠He had died twice now, this time a much longer span, a much greater burden and pain⌠but he had come back, once more. Living, breathing. Alive. His reality would not be so kind. Returning to Italy, traveling to reassume the fight with Jojo, Lisa Lisa⌠he would already be gone. Forever.
And this time, he would not have the comfort of those eyes. Sanguine eyesâŚ
In his afterlife, this realization had become clear. He would choose this trying process over and over again if it meant that they would be experiencing it together. Long removed from his previous fight⌠this was what he wanted. Yes. This was really it. He still wanted to be happy⌠to experience life. It hurt to see Reiji this way, the risk of dying continually and causing this once more⌠but he would come back, again and again⌠right? He would fight for the opportunity. A fight he never knew he was capable of. He would remain in tact, his arms encircling like this. A protector, a provider. Again and again, this lover would. Ripetizione. Ripetizione. Ripetizione.
He could say many more things. Words and words⌠ahh, no. Words were never enough. This had been discovered long ago with Reiji. "⌠âŚWasnât it⌠you⌠who told me how little words mattered?" His voice was soft but his intentions ever strong. Confident and assured. He shifted them so he could look down and meet his gaze. "⌠I could apologize forever⌠but the value in actions, fantasma⌠their sincerityâŚâ
A lean forward; a kiss, weak and light, was pressed to his forehead.
"âŚ. âŚYou⌠taught me that."
He... did, didn't he? In an indirect sense of the word, Reiji did indeed teach this boy how to speak with what he does rather than what he says with spoken, articulate tongue. Caesar had always been the fancy talker, his words flowery and scented with intention he could never carry out in action. In short, Caesar had not only bared with his own petty attitudes and behavior, but learned some things from him as well. He listened to him. He listened. Genuinely listened. Genuinely... he listened to Reiji's words, both concern and complaint.Â
And in turn, Reiji himself... he listens, as well. He gives the same respect to Caesar, as Caesar gave to him.
Respect. Respect.
Ah, he must really be tired, isn't he?
Despite his ensnaring in the other male's arms, Reiji felt too exhausted to move. Too exhausted to allow previously established habits take hold of his behavior. Exhausted, and comfortable. Safe. Comfortable. All of the above. A slow exhale escapes his lips.Â
"Idiot." His words soft, tired from an emotional outburst he had kept locked away for so long. "I know. I am well aware of my own past words." Half-true.Â
A bout of silence, his form lax in the other's arms. "It's rare... ... ... to be in the presence of someone who listens and adheres to sound advice..." If he could, he would simply slip into slumber right here, yet... how embarrassing would that be? How unsightly for a proud vampire to fall asleep in the arms of an equally worn down human?
Although, there is a factor in the equation unaccounted for-- this human... This human happened to have opened up and captured this arrogant vampire's heart over time. Love comes with comfort, it seemed. It felt... ... ... pleasant.
remodelingdespair replied to your post:new theme and autoplay!! and iâll be working on my...
Yuma and laito both owe junko a reply /nods
iiii think ill drop yuma's junko reply though;; not much to do from there on out so ill add junko to laito's to-do list
new theme and autoplay!! and i'll be working on my replies now, mmmhm. all around, i owe...
Reiji:
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Yuma:
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Giorno
if i missed any, lemme know!! i'll be slowly working on these... nods...

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Simply, to him, there is no appeal to Halloween. Caesar can have fun, in fact, Reiji highly encourages it. Just leave him out of it.
"Trick or treat. Treat or get egged!" Holding a basket filled with everyone's favorite! Eggs!!
He's not opening this time.
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"Trick or Treat!!"
"I have no treats to give." And the door closes. Good lord.
"Trick or treat?"
"I do not have anything for you." And the door closes. Bye.

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Why.
i may as well, liiiike this for a starter! capping at two, i dont trust myself enough with a larger responsibility than that.Â
eclipse.
This was extremely true, as well; their time together, especially alone, had the worst time limit. Even as one chose to slightly alter their schedule â which had turned into a natural trade off of sorts â there was still a matter of how short it always was. It seemed no amount of sacrifice would make this notably different; he, however, was mostly okay with it. If given the chance, he would ask for more, of course⌠but he was not unhappy.
No, these days were mostly clear skies. The Sun was bright and proud.
The other had a softness to his voice. Beckoning, dolce⌠Caesar rose and did as was requested of him, sitting beside his partner. Ah, he certainly felt relaxed, especially as he regarded his body language. There was a recline in his posture â still elegant, still refined â that seemed to match the calm timbre in his words. He too couldnât help but allow himself the luxury of relaxation; he sat forward, propping his elbows on his knees, his chin on his hands. Boyishly, he smiled.
"I am listening, bene?â
"Good."
Now, how on Earth was he to commence this return of a favor? My, he did not expect such an activity to be so difficult to carry out. It is said to be a natural act between two individuals in love. Love, he felt, was far too strong of a word however. Love, an emotion even now he finds difficult to swallow and accept. Although, he does indeed acknowledge such exist within him, the acceptance thereof... a difficult task, indeed.
At last, the vampire makes his move, gloved hand resting on the other's unoccupied leg. Sanguines cast their gaze upon the boyish Italian, greens meeting his own reds.
"Your presence and performance at trials have been above average as of late. Compounded with other little favors you have unconsciously done for me over the course of these few months, you are quite overdue for a reward, aren't you?" A reward in the shape of a lewd act of which Reiji is consciously putting off performing. Consent was not an issue-- moreso, this was... incredibly outside of his comfort zone. "Do enlighten me on the things you desire most, within reason. I have all rights of refusing your demands, in turn, wasting your grand opportunity altogether."
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donât like fish? is that why ur gay?
bro
The islands smell like... fish. Well, nothing out of the ordinary there.

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Learning him had resulted in this love. From the very moment following that first trial⌠Caesar had vowed to learn who he was. To truly understand his intentions, what made him tick, everything about him. What had began as a challenge following the way he admired his spirit, his livelihood in his vampirism despite what that had resulted in⌠had become genuine, unabashed love. Unexpected love. Love he had never felt before this moment, before coming to this place and experiencing Reiji. Everything else had been so shallow â so many women, so many dates⌠he had never thought himself a man of commitment to anything other than his craft.
And yet, here he stood, tall and proud against the silent ocean, embracing and kissing a man his heart would pledge the utmost loyalty to before his lips could form the proper words. Impegno, indeed. His own bleeding heart a constant surprise.
Ahh, but could words even do it? Time and time again he came to the same realization: actions had always mattered more between them. He had come to favor actions, knowing what they had meant to Reiji who could hardly grasp the abstraction of words themselves. To make things abundantly clear had become a quiet goal. It was easier and better to simply⌠do. For Caesar it was a lesson in being thoughtless. Surrendering to natural emotions he didnât believe he possessed until he felt them in their entirety. They took his breath away, made him dizzy and lovesick. It felt⌠so good. Criminally good, which in itself was perhaps hilarious given the relationship. A vampire and a man whose goal was once to eradicate all vampires⌠when did that happen separate of storybook fantasy?
And maybe thatâs what it was. To some degree, this was already unlike any reality he could have ever experienced at home. Reiji, himself, was supernatural, as well. A creature of the night, paired with a man of the daytime⌠fantasma. Perhaps too good to be true.Â
His ghost⌠one he feared would disappear one day.
Which made the time between them more important than anything he could have felt back at home. An underlying fear easily masked in the warmth of love⌠The taste of his lips; the kiss itself lasted only a few sweet moments but even that was enough to intoxicate him. He wanted to immerse himself in Reiji like this, in what he could call the sleepless dream they inhabited together presently. Separated from the rest of the world⌠no, the world was in front of him. A universe of Moon and stars. The peace of night, forever. He would never tire of the comparison.
Perfection, bathing him in moonlight. Perfetto. Loverâs light.
They released but upon the separation it was hardly a moment before he joined them together again. Gentle desperation bled from his lips like saccharine candy, Reijiâs own becoming his greatest necessity.Soft, pale, perhaps soaked in the very moonshine he embodied; he wanted them completely.  Electric ever still, he felt his Hamon escape in short bursts. His kiss would wander to the corners of his mouth, small and careful deposits of his personal lightning, along his jaw, the crook of his neck, even his collar⌠âŚ
Love no longer became an abstract word to him. It is true that could hardly grasp such a concept. Abstract, being the absence of concrete evidence and understanding, is a concept of which eluded Reiji for the longest time in his endless years. Accepting baseless truths was beyond him for awhile-- not until accepting that there are some aspects of life where concrete did not apply. Aspects of emotion, things exclusive to the individual, that the individual themselves must explore. Despite the years and years of Reiji's loneliness, never was he given a chance to truly explore those abstracts. Never truly given the light of day to allow himself the luxury of letting himself feel for a change. A fear had long nagged at his nerves. A fear of imperfection and flaw. Those fears no longer held as tight a grip on him... no longer...
Not with Caesar, at least. Never with Caesar.
Bathed in the Moon and stars, he receives and reciprocates the Italian's love. No interruptions loomed in the background, ambiance only belying in distant waves colliding with a shallow shoreline just yards away from their supernatural standing. A world of ambiance, an oceanic environs where not a self-conscious soul existed besides them. Them, them, only them.
It is them who would share this moment together. A kiss laced with heat and light, a spark Reiji felt clearly on his lips. Controlled, yet potent, he felt it conduct between a connection of tongues as well, a brief encounter before they both had pulled away, where Reiji had been left breathless in response. Those toxic kisses craving an ethereal form, craving to leave their impressions on Reiji's body. An everlasting, repetitious reminder to him that this moment too good to be true is in fact reality all along. Repeated shocks entice the skin, some spots more susceptible than others. Some more sensitive. A sharp exhale, although controlled, he allows himself to melt under the other's conductive lips.
It was only until a thin layer of skin had been marked did a hiccup in Reiji's aerial stability make itself known. A minor drop in elevation induced by a Lichtenberg sunlight singeing the flesh of his neck. A sharp inhale, its intentions possibly to express arousal, possibly shock. Possibly both. Nevertheless, the sudden shock elicited a peculiar reaction both on his anatomy and in his actions. The vampire nudges away, cautious, regaining his composure and aerial stability. Beneath the mask of an early night's sky, a lingering mark would be left upon the vampire's collar; a branching figure that would prove difficult to hide, and yet... Reiji is completely unaware of those lasting effects...
That Caesar truly is something else.
"Such a bold man, you are, Casanova." His lips curve into a smug grin, initial shock simply pushed aside. "What was that? Were you a little too excited...?"