( Demon king or no, Basil is rather light to carry. Being scooped up isn't an bad surprise -- there's something pleasant about being held so closely by someone. He may not be so used to physical contact that isn't familial at this point, but that doesn't make it unwelcome for him either.
Basil's room is modest, just like the rest of the house. It's small, decorated with flowers that were well-cared for. There were things like books and a camera that seemed to be collecting dust. He doesn't suppose that he'll stay here for much longer at this point. Truly, that might be for the best.
He feels soft, familiar sheets beneath him and he immediately wonders what he should do in response. The kisses are warm, but gentle. It's... surprisingly nice, and enough to make his breath hiccup, blue eyes watching the other. He reaches quietly, hand reaching to gently card fingers through hair. Kazuya could likely hear how quickly his heart is beating. )
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Basil's room is modest, just like the rest of the house. It's small, decorated with flowers that were well-cared for. There were things like books and a camera that seemed to be collecting dust. He doesn't suppose that he'll stay here for much longer at this point. Truly, that might be for the best.
He feels soft, familiar sheets beneath him and he immediately wonders what he should do in response. The kisses are warm, but gentle. It's... surprisingly nice, and enough to make his breath hiccup, blue eyes watching the other. He reaches quietly, hand reaching to gently card fingers through hair. Kazuya could likely hear how quickly his heart is beating. )
What should I...?