[ as he's kissed, his eyes flutter closed and he returns it in kind, eager as his other hand comes up to clasp seimei's shoulder and leverage himself a little further into it. tongue brushing tongue briefly to stroke back in turn. as the bite lingers, the small sting of it, his own tongue draws across it briefly. ]

How about I just imagine you. Because that's who I want—you.

[ and he means it, because eiden puts a good amount of faith in the unique experiences brought on by partners - new or old. it's not said flippantly, rather, maybe an easy reassurance that the other doesn't need. maybe it's for himself. the teeth against his ear stop him from saying much else a moment, just listening. his eyes glaze a little bit because it feels good, a sensation that draws down his sides as his back arches just a bit from where he's seated.

eiden definitely knows better when he starts feeling something distant, a twinge of magic that his own essence clings onto a little. the stupid rabbit in him jackhammers his heart, blood rushing to every part of his body with thrill and excitement so he doesn't even blink twice— ]

As for my name... Eiden. It's Eiden.

[ said as he slides fingers against that bulge, a palm skimming along it as he speaks. ]

I want this... and this... [ that same hand skimming up his torso, to his chest. he murmurs softly at his ear: ] and I want you to fuck me until I'm full of your cum, 'til I can't hold anymore. Every load you have, I'll take it. I'm real good at that.