[ If there are any objections, then they really aren't visible. Chizuru's face does flush a little at the realisation of where his hand is going, but it's a direction and pace that she entirely doesn't mind. It might be the first time she's ever done anything even remotely like this, but there's no way she would mind if it's him - especially since she longs for him too, just as he does for her, and the thought of him moving downwards is already enough to make her legs shake a little.
When he lingers though she gives him quiet encouragement, a sign that it's okay, that she wants this. It's mostly a small nod, but it's also the way her fingers still brush through his hair a little, waiting for him to continue. ]
[His hand lingers there for a few long moments, just sweeping across her skin just below the belt, but eventually his fingers find their way back up just a couple of inches, to start undoing her pants rather than tiptoeing around them. Just a quick pull and -
- it was supposed to be a quick pull.
After a few moments of increasingly awkward fumbling, Hijikata opens his eyes, propping himself up on one elbow to look down to where he's managed to pick the wrong thing to pull, and has only succeeded in getting that cord tied in a worse knot rather than undoing it.]
[ Honestly, for a moment she can't help but wonder what's taking him either. It's not anything she actually voices out loud since she wants to give him all the time in the world to do this just the way he wants to do it (she trusts him enough for that, after all, she'd trust him with anything at all) but after a few moments of fumbling it's definitely becoming noticable.
And even Chizuru doesn't even really notice what happened until he pulls back and she can angle her head just enough to take a quick peek. And that quick peek is all she needs to realise he just managed to tangle it more.
It's.. oddly endearing, though, especially with the expression on his face that goes along with it. She doesn't think he's any less than amazing, he's one of the strongest people she's ever met, powerful and commandering.. but she's seen plenty of oh so very human moments from him that make her love him so much, and this is just another one of them.
A small, slightly amused sound escapes her. ] Here.. [ And with a smile she moves her own hand down to help untangle the knot. But even then she's still involving him in it too, trying to direct his hand to the parts that he needs to pull on while she tries to pry apart the knot with her nails until it finally comes undone. ]
[For a moment it seems almost like her intervention is going to make it more of a mess, and he doesn't seem quite sure of what to do with suddenly having her help with something he was trying his damndest to do alone - but her persistence pays off, and after a few long seconds of continued fumbling, he seems to get the hang of what she's doing well enough to let her take care of the one part while he takes care of the other.
(Which is horribly fitting and reflective of a lot of things about him in a lot of ways that he is never going to admit to, thank you very much.)
The knot finally comes undone, and he leans down to brush his lips against her collarbone with a soft sigh of relief (because he's at least got enough romance in him to realize that a thank the fucking heavens is going to totally ruin the moment even worse, here) as his other hand slides down to start tugging her pants down.]
[ Honestly, he could be making the biggest tangled mess of anything right about now and she'd be okay with it as long as he's doing this. Even though it's only a light touch, having his lips directly against her skin like that is enough to cause a tingling kind of feeling to run through her body - one that she doesn't want to stop, really.
Her hand brushes against his for a last time before she pulls it back up, content enough to at least let him handle the rest of her pants for now. She shifts a little to help them slide off a little better, but the hand moves back to having one half-buried in his black hair, the other sprawled (although still a little cautiously, gently, as if even in this situation she's still trying so hard not to impose because well, it's Chizuru) against the skin of his chest.
[It's a longer moment than he'd hoped to get them off of her completely, but he doesn't let himself rush, no matter how much faster he wants to take it. She's worth waiting for.
(And if he tries to rush it, he's probably only going to make even stupider mistakes re: handling basic clothing removal, okay.)
As soon as he's got her pants off her, he tosses them carelessly to the side and loops his arms around her waist again, stopping, not going further but just taking another moment to savor - everything. The warmth of her hand on his chest, the feeling of her fingers tangled in his hair and her weight (small though it is) on top of him -
He could be happy like this forever, and yet no, it's not enough.]
you weren't kidding about a month, huh.. but ssh, it's okay, no need to apologize!!
[ A deep red runs across Chizuru's face. Not that she isn't comfortable with Hijikata (especially not by now) and it's not that she doesn't want to do this at this point (even if she never really thought about it before since they didn't exactly have time for it up north in the middle of that war), but it's just.. new.
This is the first time she's been this bare in front of anyone, even Hijikata himself. With her being the only woman in the Shinsengumi headquarters and that being a secret, it had been a big deal to make sure no one would see even aside from the embarrassment it'd bring her. But here she is, lying uncovered on top of him, feeling even a little smaller than she already is since she's at her most vulnerable.
Yet it doesn't feel wrong at all. He's the only one she wants to show this to.
Her lips brush against his own again, and after a brief kiss she whispers against his mouth. ]
It's okay.. [ To go further if he wants, she means, because it's terribly hard to read the line between him just enjoying the quiet rest of the moment and him holding back for her sake - since he certainly doesn't have to do the latter, she wouldn't want him to. ]
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When he lingers though she gives him quiet encouragement, a sign that it's okay, that she wants this. It's mostly a small nod, but it's also the way her fingers still brush through his hair a little, waiting for him to continue. ]
sorry he's gonna be a dumbfuck
- it was supposed to be a quick pull.
After a few moments of increasingly awkward fumbling, Hijikata opens his eyes, propping himself up on one elbow to look down to where he's managed to pick the wrong thing to pull, and has only succeeded in getting that cord tied in a worse knot rather than undoing it.]
...damn.
it's okay it makes him so loveable
And even Chizuru doesn't even really notice what happened until he pulls back and she can angle her head just enough to take a quick peek. And that quick peek is all she needs to realise he just managed to tangle it more.
It's.. oddly endearing, though, especially with the expression on his face that goes along with it. She doesn't think he's any less than amazing, he's one of the strongest people she's ever met, powerful and commandering.. but she's seen plenty of oh so very human moments from him that make her love him so much, and this is just another one of them.
A small, slightly amused sound escapes her. ] Here.. [ And with a smile she moves her own hand down to help untangle the knot. But even then she's still involving him in it too, trying to direct his hand to the parts that he needs to pull on while she tries to pry apart the knot with her nails until it finally comes undone. ]
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(Which is horribly fitting and reflective of a lot of things about him in a lot of ways that he is never going to admit to, thank you very much.)
The knot finally comes undone, and he leans down to brush his lips against her collarbone with a soft sigh of relief (because he's at least got enough romance in him to realize that a thank the fucking heavens is going to totally ruin the moment even worse, here) as his other hand slides down to start tugging her pants down.]
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Her hand brushes against his for a last time before she pulls it back up, content enough to at least let him handle the rest of her pants for now. She shifts a little to help them slide off a little better, but the hand moves back to having one half-buried in his black hair, the other sprawled (although still a little cautiously, gently, as if even in this situation she's still trying so hard not to impose because well, it's Chizuru) against the skin of his chest.
Try to not mess it up this time, alright.]i'm so fail oh my god i'm sorry
(And if he tries to rush it, he's probably only going to make even stupider mistakes re: handling basic clothing removal, okay.)
As soon as he's got her pants off her, he tosses them carelessly to the side and loops his arms around her waist again, stopping, not going further but just taking another moment to savor - everything. The warmth of her hand on his chest, the feeling of her fingers tangled in his hair and her weight (small though it is) on top of him -
He could be happy like this forever, and yet no, it's not enough.]
you weren't kidding about a month, huh.. but ssh, it's okay, no need to apologize!!
This is the first time she's been this bare in front of anyone, even Hijikata himself. With her being the only woman in the Shinsengumi headquarters and that being a secret, it had been a big deal to make sure no one would see even aside from the embarrassment it'd bring her. But here she is, lying uncovered on top of him, feeling even a little smaller than she already is since she's at her most vulnerable.
Yet it doesn't feel wrong at all. He's the only one she wants to show this to.
Her lips brush against his own again, and after a brief kiss she whispers against his mouth. ]
It's okay.. [ To go further if he wants, she means, because it's terribly hard to read the line between him just enjoying the quiet rest of the moment and him holding back for her sake - since he certainly doesn't have to do the latter, she wouldn't want him to. ]