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NAME: Charlie Maxwell BIRTHDAY: June 21st FAV CAKE FLAVOR: Strawberry WHAT THEY WANT MOST FOR THEIR BIRTHDAY: To go dancing! Someone sweep me off my feet already!

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[ He'll never get bored of kissing Charlie, Nanami is sure of this. The way their lips move together, the slow slide of tongue against each other, the warmth of Charlie's body against him and the quiet moan Nanami presses into the kiss as they continue. It's all building a low heat in him that makes him feel wonderful, like he can't get enough.

It's enough to make him forget his problems for a while, the stress he's been carrying since Gojo left to return to their world, since he realized what would happen to him and why Yuji is so very hurt. He can just be in this moment, just kiss Charlie and only care about this little bubble that they're in where nothing else matters.

He'll break away when the need for air surmounts the need to keep kissing but he doesn't pull back. He just presses kisses across Charlie's jaw, nuzzling against his cheek, and nipping lightly at his earlobe. His voice is low and heated as he murmurs against Charlie, while his lips trail down to his throat, nipping lightly at the skin there as well. ]

I'm sorely tempted to mark you up just to make it clear how much you belong to me.

[ Hope Charlie is ready for his throat to be mauled. ]

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[ There are certainly more ways than one to forget one’s problems, and if Nanami needs a moment (or several) to just be, to find something warm and joyous and revel in it, then Charlie is more than happy to help with that. Not that he doesn’t benefit either, though, because kissing Nanami is always great.

At some point during their kiss, Charlie shifts himself around in Nanami’s lap to better press closer, his knees on either side of the other man’s hips, their bodies pressed flush. When Nanami breaks away to explore elsewhere, mouthing at his throat, Charlie tips his head back to let him with a soft gasp. ]

Afraid someone’s gonna try and steal me away?

[ That’s not a no. Maul away. ]

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[ He does. He didn't think he needed that moment before he got here but the change from how dire things felt with Yuji to something a little more lighthearted and romantic with Charlie, it's welcomed. His problems feel in the rear view now as he flirts with Charlie, as he holds him close and feels warm with their affection for one another.

His hands are going to drop down to Charlie's waist, holding him around it and dragging him in closer while he presses kisses, open-mouthed and hungry against Charlie's throat. There's a low laugh that spills from Nanami at Charlie's words and he nuzzles against him with a hum. ]

And if I said yes? I haven't felt this way about anyone in quite a long time, can you blame me for not wanting to give you up?

[ He's not that insecure, at least. Still, any excuse to call Charlie his and mark him up in turn is one Nanami will take. He likes it, likes the closeness it brings, the sentiment he feels. He hasn't felt this at ease with someone since he was a teenager. ]

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[ He could never tire of Nanami’s mouth on him, open and hungry and claiming. It sends heat bolting down his spine, but as ever, there’s an undercurrent of just… warmth there too. Something so soft and gentle and fond.

His hands, having somehow come to rest on Nanami’s shoulders in all the shifting around, tighten their grip, fingers curling against hard muscle as a thrill runs through him. ]

Guess I’m wearing a scarf tomorrow, huh?

[ It’ll be a fashion statement for sure, but certainly not one he has any objections to. ]

Or… maybe we can just stay in, instead.

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[ The warmth is what makes Nanami's kisses less aggressive and more just soft and claiming. He presses kisses up along Charlie's throat, across his jaw and lingers against his mouth as he replies to him. ]

Staying in... sounds good to me.

[ More time with Charlie. More time with Charlie alone. It's all very good to Nanami and so he's going to kiss Charlie, long and lingering. For all his threat of mauling Charlie, he's still being very gentle in his touches and kisses. He just likes the man too much, he wants to do everything with him but more than that he wants to be tender with him.

Nanami doesn't get a lot of tenderness in his life. Back home, things are... brutal, his work is hard, he spends more days covered in blood than not. Ever since coming to the hotel, life has given him gentleness than he didn't think was something he could have. In the form of friendships. In the form of romance. He can carry a lot for Yuji and Megumi but he still has his own needs and he's allowing himself to chase after them for once.

Which is why when the kiss breaks and Nanami is just nuzzling against Charlie, his hands move to hold Charlie more securely around the thighs and waist. Then in one swift movement, and a showcase of Nanami's strength, he gets up from the couch and lifts Charlie as he does so, keeping hold on him securely. ]

Let's move this somewhere else.

[ Yes, indeed, he is moving them to the bedroom. ]

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[ It is sort of the norm that when they get together, neither of them goes anywhere for a while. They don’t always tumble into bed; there have been plenty of late nights reading until they’ve fallen asleep on the couch, evenings where they simply chat until the sun comes up. It’s far easier to just stay together instead of one of them making the trek back to their room at that point.

Tonight, though, they are definitely tumbling into bed together. Charlie grins and claims Nanami’s lips one more time before he slips out of his lap. Catching him by the wrist, they head for the bedroom — though it’s frankly something of a miracle if they get there without stopping to kiss each other breathless first.

From there, it’s so, so easy to get lost in one another. To shed layers of clothes and distress both until there’s just the two of them tangled together in the sheets. When it’s over, and the both of them are quite sated (and Charlie has presumably magicked in a towel or something to take care of any mess), Charlie half drapes himself over Nanami, head resting on his chest, the tattoo of his heartbeat in his ear. He heaves a contented sigh. ]

I could really get used to this. Being yours.