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Part of him almost wanted to snicker a little at both the other's comment, and catching the bed creak some beneath the newly added weight… But in the end, Minato managed to restrain himself-- instead simply nestling his way up beneath the blanket beside the other. With such closeness, however, that color rising to Aoba's cheeks of course didn't go unnoticed…

Had Micchan been of any clearer mind, then he probably would've tried to argue that Souji had already done more than enough. Between cleaning up the apartment after Minato couldn't find the motivation to do it himself, to cooking for them earlier… But, despite a few mugs of coffee, it had taken far more energy than the blonde would've liked just to move from his desk and onto the bed after Souji had coaxed him over-- So any sort of argument was squarely out of the question.

Hazy golden gaze watched his boyfriend for a few moments, that pleading gaze directed his way having Minato's brows furrow a little further before he closed his eyes for a moment. His hand soon finding Souji's bangs to push them back gently, before he was lightly gripping the other's hair.

Those hands along his sides almost tickled a little, but with that gentle squeeze, and soon the light touch of nails along his skin-- Micchan couldn't help but shiver a little, hips twitching slightly before soon enough, he gently bucked into the other's mouth. "Haa~… Sorry…" An apology murmured on heated breath, as he tilted his head back a bit further; hips trembling just slightly as he tried not to move again.

"Not trying to kill your mood or anything when I say this, but-- Yeah, a little." He gave another small chuckle in return for that muttered question, soon adding another comment. "Since that's usually about the only time I've seen anyone else look so nervous just being in a place like this."

Hell, he probably wasn't much better the first time he'd set foot in his favorite bar either… So on that front at least, the stranger was in understanding company. Speaking of that bar, though-- it's probably a good thing they weren't hanging there for the evening. Because Minato just knew the queens there would have a field day with a new face they could dote on.

Laughing a little under his breath at the thought, thin brows then rose a little as the other kept talking. With Minato soon leaning on the table a little ways as he went to reply.

"Hey, nothing wrong with trying something new. Kinda hard to know what ya like otherwise, right?" Lips quirk into a subtle smirk with that, before he's reaching for a sip from his drink. Now, admittedly… it wasn't usually in his nature to try and be the supportive person-- so somehow, this did feel kinda weird… But whatever. Maybe it was something about the way this guy seemed almost like an anxious puppy that swayed his mood.

"Oh? Then again, not the first curious guy I've seen around bars…" Somewhat skipping over the first part of what the other said, to save repeating something close to what he'd already said-- Minato instead focused on that comment about 'the ladies' for a moment, before softly clicking his tongue at what the other had said next.

"Hey, come on now--" Leaning over the table just a little more; just enough to keep the other man's attention, but not cross over into his side. "No need to up and run, Mister Macho. I mean, kinda rude to up and leave someone ya just started chatting with, yeah? Besides, it's not like I'm gonna bite ya~." Sure, he was openly teasing a little now-- but hopefully that wouldn't make for a bad reaction.

Ever one to try and press buttons in one way or another, teasing was something that came rather naturally to blonde; perhaps even more so whenever it came those he went seeking intimacy with. And while he might've expected Ikki to quip back in return… it seemed a return blow wouldn't come just yet-- that quirk of the other's lips didn't go unnoticed, however. Lighting a spark of amusement within the blonde as they exchanged further kisses.

And should Ikki have admitted that concealed bashfulness aloud, perhaps there was truth to the assumption that he'd be doubted on it… But really-- maybe that was just thanks to Minato himself being the same in some respects-- Or at the very least, similar.

A soft chuckle leaves Minato's lips at the other's admittance, golden gaze narrowing a little in mischievous amusement as those striking eyes glared at him. "Glad ya can be at least a little honest~…" He hummed softly, partly out of being teasing again-- and partly in enjoyment of those touches along his skin. His own fingertips caressing across Ikki's shoulders in return-- hands coming just shy of slipping the other's open shirt from his shoulders.

With hands moving lower, Minato couldn't help but arch his back a little in return-- and while momentarily unsure what to expect when feeling his waistband being tugged, the almost ticklish touch of lips was welcome none the less-- Only for slight goosebumps to rise with a small shiver at that cheeky lick. "Really?" Breathing that simple reply as something just shy of a laugh, before playfully dodging that attempted kiss. Minato honestly would've been quite content to carry on this way for a bit longer, but…

It seems Ikki had other plans-- Gaze shifting in an attempt to look upon feeling the other's arm wrap more harshly beneath his thighs; a surprised little grunt soon slipped the blonde as Minato found himself pushed upwards-- and quickly flopping backwards into the mess of bedding. Then; almost just as quickly, finding his pants discarded somewhere to be forgotten till later. And while not really bashful about that fact-- added heat did rise to his cheeks as Ikki settled between his thighs, quiet moan slipping into that following kiss as their lips met again.

Arms again finding their way to the other man's shoulders, one wrapped around them, while the other more so drifted upwards-- slender fingers raking up to tangle gently in silvery locks. Although he undeniably enjoyed the lingering kisses… It also didn't take long for Minato to realize that, despite the suggestion of intention with their current position-- Ikki was purposely doing little more than making himself 'comfortable'-- Which already made for a spark of impatience within the blonde; brows furrowing a little.

In the end, Minato decided not to bother with digging out his phone for music… Although, he did still spare a moment to remove it from a pocket and place it over on the coffee table instead. Careful not to shift too much and disturb the other laying on him. And although he couldn't help breathing a soft sound as Souji's teeth anchored into warm skin-- he was determined not to let the feeling get to him.

Or at least, that would be the case for a while anyway… Fingers still combing through the other's hair, in between petting Souji's head in general-- it wasn't until the feeling against his skin shifted to kisses instead that he focused on the moment at hand a bit more directly, and in turn the subtle tingle beneath skin brought by that touch of lips.

"Hm?…" A small questioning noise, before he breathed a faint note of laughter at those next words. "I'm guessing ya mean for more than just a cuddle, huh~?…" Teasing playfully again, he lightly nuzzled into the hand reaching for him for a moment. But soon enough, tenderly brought his lips against the other's.

The debate had been bouncing around in his head for almost the entire time he'd been standing outside, watching wisps of smoke from his cigarette fade off into the chilly air as he stood leaned against the balcony rail. Being here with just Icchan and Tsukimi wasn't terrible, but… It didn't exactly make the day feel special either. And even if it wasn't much, doing something different for the day might ease the ache that was slowly settling into his chest…

Finally making up his mind with a prolonged drag, and large sigh of smoke, Minato was soon typing away at a message from the small-ish screen of his coil. Sending it off towards a certain someone… A familiar chime soon coming through on Aoba's end.

[msg from: Minato] Hey, I know this is kinda sudden, but… Would you mind if I came over? I know that's kind of a step up from hanging around out and about together, but, didn't wanna drag you off somewhere if you've already got plans at home.

Was it the most polite thing in the world to stare? No, not at all-- But, that wasn't about to stop a certain blonde from doing exactly that. Really though, could anyone blame him? After all, it wasn't everyday you saw some guy surrounded by a flock of girls as though he were some kind of celebrity.

That said, though… The longer he looked on at this little spectacle, Minato couldn't quite shake the sense that the guy in the midst of this… Wasn't as fully into the situation as he was leading this mob of women to believe. Which, while it wasn't really any of his business-- and in all honesty, he wasn't all too sure just how much he was really concerned with it. At the same time… Part of him was still tempted to butt in, if mainly in the hopes of getting all those giddy women to quiet down for a damn minute.

And so… After a few moments of debate longer, Minato pushed off the railing he'd been leaning against, taking a confident yet still relaxed stride as he approached the group. Golden gaze focused on the silvery haired man at the center of the crowd, offering the other a smile once his attention shifted toward that new face at the edge of the crowd.

"Hey~, I can see you're kinda busy right now--" A subtle pause as he gave a slight breath of laughter. "But if we wait around too much longer, then the bar's gonna close before we make it there. So~… You gonna come along or what?" With that question, he grinned a little again. He wasn't about to make it super obvious that this was just an effort to offer the stranger an out from this situation… But, Minato hoped the hint was still plain enough to catch.