[Rosekitten]

He didn't actually have to leave for that moment to happen again but he was still trying to settle a little that things hadn't changed between them. At least not as much as he feared it had anyway. Though it didn't seem like Mizuki was going to give him the chance to leave anyway as he was forced back against the wall behind him. Even as Mizuki agreed to his comment of never again. He hoped it was never again anyway.

"I think we've both been waiting for this.." It was almost hard to think it had been seventeen years. Neither of them hardly looked any different. But they didn't have to worry about things now, they would work out. He did say they always managed to work things out in the end, it had taken its sweet time but things did work out. Now the though of them lasting was another story.

But that thought could wait as he had plenty of others as Mizuki moved his hands down to his hips and rested them there. It really had been that long as each light touch from the other made him almost shiver or have to catch his breath. Weak was not a word for this, but Mizuki seemed to word it well enough saying how much he had missed him.

Though before he could say anything the bit to his ear caused him to be a little weak for a moment as he ignored trying to stop the slight noise that escaped his lips. They had waited all of this time, to hell with holding back anything. Though catching his breath a little he moved pulling the other closer against him before kissing Mizuki's neck and nipping it a little rougher then he had wanted but he couldn't help it as the other seemed intent on tormenting him.

But he did indeed miss the other, just the contact and sounds.. all of it. The main thing that he was pleased about was that Mizuki still wore robes. A slight smirk played at his lips before he kissed just below Mizuki's ear before speaking. "Still wearing robes for easy access? should I be worried that you were weak while I was gone?" Though he was teasing of course, he doubted Mizuki had gone that far no matter how many years they were apart.

none the less he had spoke while moving a hand to loosen the robe and moving it down off of Mizuki's shoulders before moving enough to place a kiss there as well. He wasn't rushing things but he couldn't help it either. Even if they didn't do anything he would be more then content just holding the other close and kissing him. Though mizuki would probably win this little game of teases, he normally did.