texts;

[tokugawa]

[So he was suddenly called out of town for a night - and short-notice and short-term as it was, he didn't see the need to take Mitsunari with him. In the end, he ended up staying with Kanetsugu for a night with Ieyasu's promise that he would already be back in the morning.

That was a few days ago and now, bored as he is while Mitsunari's working, he's going through Mitsunari's phone.

Not only did I hold your hair back as you puked, I french braided it. I am such a great friend.

. . .

Wait.]

.... Mitsunari?

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[insultea]

[...hnn.

It's almost a whine in the back of his throat at that, but he just huffs quietly and focuses on his work.

Tap tap tap tap.

God Ieyasu, you're such a tease. But he will do his best to focus regardless.]

[tokugawa]

[Yeah, you do that.

Ieyasu comes back in with a popsicle some green grapes because no, he's not quite so mean.

Amusing himself by tossing them up in the air and catching them in his mouth.

This is how he entertains himself.]

[insultea]

[...distracting.

But yeah he'll just...buckle down and focus. And when he really tries, he is rather good at tuning things out.

It helps him to finish his work up much more quickly at least, as the rapid typing slows and then stills as he looks over what he has.]

. . .

[tokugawa]

[Well come on, Mitsunari, he's almost running out of grapes and the rest of your texts were remarkably boring or gossip-y.]

[insultea]

[Well maybe you shouldn't have distracted him in the first place--

But yeah, after a few more moments in which he finishes reading it over, he closes the laptop and leans back with a sigh.

......there.]

[tokugawa]

[Sshh, the french braids were curious.

But Ieyasu notices that and laughs, taking the last grape before settling the bowl aside as he moves closer to Mitsunari.

He then offers him the grape silently.

Last one? c:]

[insultea]

[....well okay.

He's not sure where the grapes came from but he'll take it.

He just leans forward and plucks it from Ieyasu's grasp with his mouth.

Mmmm juicy grapes.

A pleased hum at that. Thanks, hasubando.]

[tokugawa]

[There's a soft chuckle and when Mitsunari seems to be done chewing, Ieyasu just leans forward and presses a quick, chaste kiss to Mitsunari's lips.

Oops 180.]

[insultea]

[.........yeah he's confused.

But he'll roll with it with an inward shrug. He just scoots over to be able to lean against Ieyasu's shoulder.

He's pretty content just like that, really, but he places a quiet kiss on Ieyasu's cheek as well.]

[tokugawa]

[... alright, now it's a little too close and perhaps too chase.

Someone's greedy.

And by that I mean Ieyasu kind of just scoops Mitsunari back into his arms to settle him into his lap for a slightly more lingering kiss.

He did say he had to make it up to Mitsunari...]

Anything else planned for today?

[insultea]

[...oh.

Well.

He might've been expecting that--

But regardless, he leans into the kiss eagerly enough, smiling at Ieyasu's words.]

Mmm, no, not now that I've finished my work. Did you have something in mind?

[tokugawa]

Depends on if there's anything in particular you want to do...

[another kiss.

speak now or face the consequences of giving Ieyasu free reign, Mitsunari-]

[insultea]

[He's honestly still not entirely sure the extent that Ieyasu is offering--

So he's curious.]

Ah...no, it's up to you.

[tokugawa]

Well.... alright then.

[And he presses their lips together again- his tongue moving to explore the inside of his boyfriend's mouth just as his hold on Mitsunari's waist tightens.

Time to upstage Kanetsugu entirely.]

[insultea]

[...o-oh. Well.

That's rather forward, but Mitsunari has no complaints. He just gently sucks on Ieyasu's tongue--he'll never get tired of the taste of his fiance--hands pressed gently to Ieyasu's chest, even as Ieyasu tightens his hold on his waist.]

[tokugawa]

[Forward indeed but he feels rather guilty for having left Mitsunari that night and... apparently leading to his unfortunate experience with alcohol after.

So his actions are rather immediate, one hand burying itself in Mitsunari's hair to keep his head held close as he groaned softly into their kiss, the other keeping their bodies pressed together.

Hopefully this would be apology enough for his darling waifu.]

[insultea]

[More than enough. He always enjoys it when they are close, and he always enjoys their passionate kisses. He just presses all the closer to Ieyasu's chest, only breaking the kiss for a quick, sharp breath before he is back for more, attempting to slide his tongue into Ieyasu's mouth in return this time.

Mmnn.]

[tokugawa]

[There we go.

A contented noise in response as Ieyasu lets Mitsunari's tongue into his mouth, letting him have this moment of dominance--

Just as Ieyasu's hands slip underneath Mitsunari's shirt, tracing the line of his spine on his bare skin lightly.

He also missed being able to touch Mitsunari this way.]

[insultea]

[Ah...

He ends up pressed all the closer to Ieyasu's chest then, back arching at the touch.

N-nngh. He just focuses on the kiss, though when he finally breaks away, chest heaving, his hands find their way to Ieyasu's face. He cups his fiance's cheek with one hand, exploring the ridge of Ieyasu's cheekbone and jawline with the thumb of his other.

...]

I love you so much...

[tokugawa]

[... mmnnn.

Ieyasu just smiles at that and, breathing ragged, just leans forward to press a sweet, lingering kiss to Mitsunari's lips.

When he pulls back, he keeps their foreheads resting upon each other.]

I love you with all my heart.

[And he pauses for a moment before a grin stretches across his lips and he meets Mitsunari's eyes.]

And I enjoy the thought that you're all mine... just as I'm yours.

[insultea]

[He chuckles, only a little breathlessly, at that. And foreheads pressed together as they are, he just darts forward for another quick kiss.]

Mm...Always.

[...and a mischievous look--]

Since it seems like you already know you don't have to worry about Kanetsugu.

[tokugawa]

[.... raising an eyebrow with a slight laugh.]

Why would I?

[IF THERE'S ONE THING HE'S SURE OF-]

[insultea]

[s n e r k.]

Aha...there is certainly no reason to be.

I'm sorry, it's just--

[He chuckles, nuzzling against Ieyasu's nose with his own.]

...Amusing.

[tokugawa]

[Ieyasu laughs and retracts his hands from underneath Mitsunari's shirt to wrap around his waist and pull him closer onto his lap.]

I could get jealous over you, if you'd like-

It'd just be easier if you picked someone besides Kanetsugu.

[insultea]

[He laughs at that as well, cuddling up against Ieyasu's chest, hands dropping to press gently against his chest again.

Mmm...]

What about Yukimura?

[He's just teasing now; it's obvious in his tone, because he follows it up with--]

There's nothing for you to be jealous over, ha. You have all of me, after all.