[Brendan smiles against that gasp; he feels like he's called a bluff, but in a good way, maybe, because Yusuke's response is nothing if not enthusiastic. After the kind of life Brendan's had, enthusiastic consent is more or less the only kind he can take.
He shuts his eyes and tilts his head into the touch, needy for even the small feeling of his hair, alright a curly moppy disaster to begin with, being played with. Out of instinct, his body presses closer when he's pulled in, basking in how warm and soft and sweet everything feels. Brendan's brain shuts down and he kisses back harder, opens his mouth for Yusuke to explore if he wants, freely giving into any demands that Yusuke might make.
He's up for anything Yusuke wants to do, which could go wrong, but he's always played the zero-sum game. It's always everything or nothing and he'll deal with the fallout as it comes.]
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He shuts his eyes and tilts his head into the touch, needy for even the small feeling of his hair, alright a curly moppy disaster to begin with, being played with. Out of instinct, his body presses closer when he's pulled in, basking in how warm and soft and sweet everything feels. Brendan's brain shuts down and he kisses back harder, opens his mouth for Yusuke to explore if he wants, freely giving into any demands that Yusuke might make.
He's up for anything Yusuke wants to do, which could go wrong, but he's always played the zero-sum game. It's always everything or nothing and he'll deal with the fallout as it comes.]