plans;

[tokugawa]

[And so there was another day of their planning for the wedding-

Another day where Matsu dragged Mitsunari around while Ieyasu watched helplessly and stood around with Toshiie who gave him advice on how to help when he did find a way to help.

At least now they were back home and Ieyasu's arm was securely around Mitsunari's waist.

So they entered the apartment and he pressed a soft kiss to the top of Mitsunari's head.]

Home sweet home...

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[insultea]

[...

And he gives up entirely on productivity, leaning forward instead to capture Ieyasu's tongue with his mouth.

Hang on, he'll answer in a moment, this is more important.

And he shifts so that instead of being curled up on Ieyasu's lap, he is straddling him, pressing against his chest.

And then he finally breaks away from the kiss, and breathlessly--]

Not a hint of sarcasm, darling.

[tokugawa]

[... ah.

Well, he didn't think this attempt would actually work but he's hardly going to say no.

He grins a bit at that before pressing a kiss to Mitsunari's cheek, then working down his jawline and then setting about pressing kisses to his neck. Then murmuring against the skin-]

You're amazing...

[in bed or in general, either applies]

[insultea]

[He shivers at that, but has decided that they are not close enough. So his hands find Ieyasu's back, and he slides them under his shirt to slowly trace Ieyasu's spine.

And a murmur in Ieyasu's ear--]

My husband-to-be deserves only the best...

[tokugawa]

[There's a rather fierce shudder at that, Ieyasu's breathing shaky against Mitsunari's throat as he automatically presses closer, from his chest down to an accidental press of his hips.]

A-Ah.... 

[He swallows before taking another lick at Mitsunari's neck.]

You are the best... in all things....

[insultea]

[N-nngh. He makes a noise at the back of his throat at that, not bothering to restrain the way his hips automatically press back against Ieyasu's.

But since he is already so close to Ieyasu's ear, he'll just gently close his teeth onto it. It messes with his ability to respond a little, so you'll have to make do with a little, contented 'hnn'.]

[tokugawa]

[Ah... He does like that sound. It prompts him to simply shut his eyes, enjoying the feeling of Mitsunari so close as he latches his teeth lightly onto his boyfriend's neck, making light bites at it.

Meanwhile, his hands proceed to roam, seeking to remove Mitsunari's shirt from his person now.

They've had a busy day, he thinks they deserve this-]

[insultea]

[He just shivers, though he pulls back just enough to allow the shirt to be pulled off. And then he leans forward again, pressing his lips to Ieyasu's passionately, seeking entrance to Ieyasu's mouth with his tongue as he reaches for the hem of Ieyasu's shirt and begins to pull at it.

He seems to have forgotten how tired he was earlier, adrenaline rushing through his veins.]

[tokugawa]

[... well no, he can't make it that easy.

So he wraps his arms around Mitsunari as soon as he can, pulling him closer just as Ieyasu will openly welcome Mitsunari's tongue, sucking on it lightly so he can still retain some control over the situation.

But he's not going to help at all with his shirt, Mitsunari. In fact, as one hand wanders up to play with Mitsunari's nipple, it may even be that he's going out of his way to be incredibly distracting.]

[insultea]

[Nn...

Between all of that, he forgets to breathe for a moment, leaning against Ieyasu a little bonelessly.

Okay maybe he is still tired.

But at the same time this feels so good that he just clings to Ieyasu, making contented noises in the back of his throat as his hands slide to cling to his neck.

What was he doing again--]

[tokugawa]

[... you know, Toshiie said that it would be good and helpful to give his waifu a nice, relaxing massage now and then-

Ieyasu didn't really think that this was what he meant.

But it occurs to him that Mitsunari's still tired so he chuckles a bit in the back of his throat. They probably won't be able to make it all the way tonight, but he can at least do what he can to help his waifu relax.

So he bends a bit to press kisses at Mitsunari's neck, occasionally licking at and sucking on the skin, just as his hands wander to Mitsunari's back to apply light pressure.

Kind of steamier than the average backrub, but this way Ieyasu enjoyed himself too.]

[insultea]

[Mitsunari certainly wasn't expecting this either, but he doesn't mind at all. He presses up against Ieyasu's chest with a breathless sigh, nuzzling against Ieyasu's neck.

It makes him feel rather content, even if he doesn't make any more moves towards Ieyasu's clothing. He's too content to rest against Ieyasu, and the pressure at his back does feel good--]

[tokugawa]

[... welp. Then it's settled.

Ieyasu relaxes a bit then, shoulders slumping ever so lightly as he adjusts to just kiss along Mitsunari's jawline gently.

Meanwhile, he continues to work on giving his tired waifu a backrub. He certainly deserves it.]

[insultea]

[Mitsunari just groans appreciatively, pressing a kiss to Ieyasu's neck as he relaxes under his hasubando's hands.]

Have I...mentioned how much of a godsend you are...?

[Seriously, hasubando. He's a pile of happy putty right now.]

[tokugawa]

[Ieyasu just gives a breathy laugh at that, still trying to get his heartbeat under control from earlier- and he settle for nuzzling Mitsunari's cheek gently.]

The love of my life only deserves the best.

[Which means he won't stop this massage any time soon.]

[insultea]

Mmnn...

[Mitsunari just nuzzles closer to Ieyasu's neck, murmuring against it.]

Remind me to make it up to you later...

[He's pretty sure he couldn't right now. He's too happy to lean against Ieyasu's chest and and enjoy this massage.]

[tokugawa]

You always do anyway.

[just gentle nuzzling as he continues

to be honest, he's kind of just waiting for Mitsunari to fall asleep]

[insultea]

[It's pretty inevitable by now; he's long since given up keeping his eyes open. He just rests against Ieyasu's chest, head on his shoulder, and sighs.

And he's mumbling, though it's clear he's only half-conscious of what he's saying at this point.]

I can't wait...

[tokugawa]

[... a soft laugh. One last kiss on his cheek.]

Yes, me neither.

[And he picks Mitsunari up, adjusting their position so that he's able to sweep Mitsunari into a bridal carry and he starts heading for their bedroom-]

Come on sweetheart, you need to get changed or else you'll huff at me in the morning.

[insultea]

[He makes a muffled noise of protest when the feel-good touching and kisses stop, face pressed into Ieyasu's shoulder as it is--

But he has to admit even sleepy that Ieyasu is right. He'd absolutely huff at Ieyasu if he let him sleep in these clothes.]

Mmkay...

[So he just nuzzles closer while Ieyasu carries him. Yeah. He's helpful.]

[tokugawa]

... it's unfair how cute you are.

[A bit of an exhale through his nose but he just smiles anyway. They make it to the bedroom rather quickly then and Ieyasu sets Mitsunari down on the bed, trying to get him to sit up-

A kiss to his lips.]

Try to stay like this for me, Mitsunari?

[insultea]

[The kiss wakes him up enough that he sits up, blinking up at Ieyasu.

...Yes, hasubando, he's awake and coherent.]

...Not cute.

[tokugawa]

Rather cute.

[Maybe the conversation would keep Mitsunari awake.

Nonetheless, Ieyasu begrudgingly strays a bit to go to the closet where Mitsunari keeps his clothes. It... takes him a moment to find a matching pajama set and he was halfway tempted to just put Mitsunari in one of his shirts-

But he just shakes his head and eventually comes back.

And he kind of can't help but place a kiss on his tired fiance's lips because he's really cute when sleepy-]

There.

[Now he'll set on getting Mitsunari's pajama top on him.]

[insultea]

[It does keep him awake, in that he huffs a little, struggling to find words to argue--

And instead finds himself with a pajama top on.

He helps Ieyasu a bit (mostly by pulling it down), and then his hands automatically find his hair, pulling at the tie as he yawns.

He'll probably just put it into a looser ponytail for bed, since he can't be bothered with anything else...

What were they arguing about again?]

[tokugawa]

[Probably nothing important.

Now a disclaimer:]

Don't get too excited about this-

[But he's going to work on removing Mitsunari's pants now.]

[insultea]

[...snort.

And more half-coherent, sleepy mumbles.]

Would you prefer it if I did...?