[ No complaints will be forthcoming; Yusuke kisses like a man dying from heartache, a focused determination that speaks of a desire that had been muzzled for whatever reason you could name. Funny if it was for the Phantom Thieves - for a group that they had built to model their society for outsiders. What justice could there be in outsiders rejecting outsiders, simply for who they might love?

Ren doesn't doubt Yusuke. It's cheesy but Ren has never felt like a precious, valued thing quite like he does in Yusuke's delicate hands. The monstrous urge to never let that feeling go wells up underneath the sharp spike of pained adoration he feels slip its restraints the moment Yusuke confesses. Ren shuts his eyes against it, dark lashes stark on his flushed face as it tips into the softness of Yusuke's palm, sandwiched on the other side with his own hand.

Declaration received. ]

Well that's a relief. That could've gone a lot worse after I told you I wanted to contract you, too.

[ Yusuke's slight height advantage over him just isn't fair, but it does allow Ren a criminally coy angle at which to peer up at the other boy through his eyelashes. His hips shift, a minute ah drifting out of him as it comes to light that, yep, super turned on as well. So the next logical step seems to be to use the arm still draped around Yusuke to pull him closer by the shoulders and commit to a slow, dirty grind on Yusuke's thigh oh-so-conveniently situated just so.

Ren's mouth parts around a soft gasp, a promise in how he presses a few kisses to Yusuke's palm and doesn't miss a beat in then slipping his thumb in and sucking it down to the base.

Let me keep you safe from this place seems a lot less compelling a reason than cutting it down to Let me keep you.

Removing his mouth, Ren is all jittery teen excitement when his hands fly to Yusuke's zip to make quick work of it, a threadiness to his normally deep voice. ]

Anything you want, it's yours.