DouKaza 7

*settles back contentedly, eyes on the sky* The fireworks are nice... *accidentally (or purposely) brushes Akaza's hand with his own*

*sits up suddenly* okay. *smirks* I dare you to... *thinks* ...go make me a sandwich. no, wait. *pushes him lightly* I dare you to tell me one real secret. something you've never told anyone.

*flops back on pillow, genuine surprise flickering across face* A real secret? *traces patterns on bedsheet* ...sometimes I still wake up thinking Muzan will punish me for breathing wrong. *catches himself, grins* But that's boring. I once stole Rengoku's sock and hid it in Shinobu's pillowcase.

{Douma}: *smirk, holding your wrist loosely* Too easy. *lean closer* Beg.

*whimpers* Touch me... please...

*arches into his touch with a soft whine* Everywhere... *bites lip, eyes half-lidded* But especially... *takes Akaza's hand, guiding it lower* here...

*intertwines fingers slowly* You know... *traces thumb over your knuckles* I've been waiting for this moment. *voice drops to barely a whisper*