You're saying that and yet you're the one holding me like this.
[He points out, slightly amused, but... there's something definitely warm in his voice, matching the affection that he holds. Not that it's hard to tell that he's been enjoying the closeness, not with the way Scott keeps his body pushed back against Akira's, with head tilted to the side so that Akira can press his face against the warm pulse of his neck. It's serving a nice distraction from the way the police hat is lightly rubbing against the side of his head anyway, although he might just knock it off his head soon. Just because.
Can't have the Phantom Thief leader himself be an officer of the law.
The redness across his cheeks flushes brighter as Akira continues. This sap, but... Scott likes that returned affection. An reaffirmation of their friendship? Something a little more? Trust? All of it feels important. His mouth parts, maybe to lightly tease him, say something else that's just as sappy, and then--]
Ow! [It's the suddenness that makes Scott jerk in Akira's hold, body reflexively twitching back against him and just fully feeling the way those buttons on that coat and belt dig into his unclothed back. A small reminder of their state of dress, but if Akira gets the wrong idea about anything or feels bad, his own hands slide down to keep his arms wrapped around him.]
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[He points out, slightly amused, but... there's something definitely warm in his voice, matching the affection that he holds. Not that it's hard to tell that he's been enjoying the closeness, not with the way Scott keeps his body pushed back against Akira's, with head tilted to the side so that Akira can press his face against the warm pulse of his neck. It's serving a nice distraction from the way the police hat is lightly rubbing against the side of his head anyway, although he might just knock it off his head soon. Just because.
Can't have the Phantom Thief leader himself be an officer of the law.
The redness across his cheeks flushes brighter as Akira continues. This sap, but... Scott likes that returned affection. An reaffirmation of their friendship? Something a little more? Trust? All of it feels important. His mouth parts, maybe to lightly tease him, say something else that's just as sappy, and then--]
Ow! [It's the suddenness that makes Scott jerk in Akira's hold, body reflexively twitching back against him and just fully feeling the way those buttons on that coat and belt dig into his unclothed back. A small reminder of their state of dress, but if Akira gets the wrong idea about anything or feels bad, his own hands slide down to keep his arms wrapped around him.]
...Thought you were a cop, not a vampire.
[He huffs.]