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[Mitsuhide is content, and it shows. There is a soft smile on his face and his body language suggests he is relaxed. A rare state of mind for the samurai, but it suits him. Currently he is sat in the living room of his home, having just come back from a shopping errand.]I know some within Vatheon celebrated it weeks ago, but the day I and my

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[Sometime later, Mitsuhide is hard at work. No break yet; he's far too focused on his tasks. Their home is never really a mess, but he's determined that they should welcome in the New Year with it being absolutely perfect. His clothing is simple, his hair is bound into a long plait, and he hums occasionally as he moves through the house.]

[At this point his own room and the kitchen are practically sparkling, and perfectly organised. His current area of attack is the living room.]

Not enough yet...

[DUST, CLEAN, POLISH, MOVE.]

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I am sure I could create a dessert combining the two.

[MItsuhide laughs warmly, before glancing at Motochika's own cup.]

Is yours the same flavour as mine, or is it different?

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[Mitsuhide's laughter is a pleasant sound; Motochika's expression softens some, as he admires its warmth.]

Mine is different.

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[A tilt of the head; Mitsuhide has not tried many varieties of hot chocolate yet.]

May I try it?

[He's curious.]

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Go ahead.

[Motochika answers with a smile.]

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[Mitsuhide reaches out to take the cup from Motochika, and holds it in his hands for a few seconds. It certainly looks delicious! Instead of drinking from it, however, he puts it down and steps in closer to the other man.]

[There is the slightest moment of shy hesitation before he kisses Motochika.]

[It's a lingering one. When Mitsuhide pulls back he turns a little in order to pick his own cup up again.]

That tasted good as well.

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[behisstrength]

[The kiss is more than welcome. When Mitsuhide turns a little, Motochika leans and presses his lips lightly to the corner of Mitsuhide's jaw.]

Are you certain?

[He smirks.]

Perhaps a second taste is necessary.

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[Mitsuhide stills for a moment, before taking a sip of hot chocolate and putting it back down again. His right hand lingers on the counter, though.]

So, you think one taste is not enough to really be sure that it's good?

[A soft smile and the slightest blush.]

I'm not so sure about that. The first taste made me want a second, after all.

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[behisstrength]

[Motochika lifts a hand, and places it against Mitsuhide's chest, palm level with his heart. Motochika's gaze is unwavering, sincere.]

I won't be satisfied until it is beyond compare.

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I see.

[Mitsuhide tilts his head a little, his smile growing a little wider, his blush a little deeper.]

You seem very determined.

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I am.

[He moves both of his hands to cup Mitsuhide's face.]

Do you object?

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[Mitsuhide shakes his head.]

No.

[He places a hand on Motochika's shoulder.]

Of course I don't.

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[behisstrength]

Then we shall drown together.

[Motochika leans in to kiss Mitsuhide; he traces the parting of Mitsuhide's lips with the tip of his tongue.]

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[Drown is right. It's an intoxicating feeling that fills him now, warm and addictive.]

[Mitsuhide curls his free hand around Motochika's neck as his eyes flutter closed. His mouth opens a little as he pushes into the kiss.]

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[Motochika seizes the opportunity to deepen the kiss and licks into Mitsuhide's mouth, stroking his tongue over Mitsuhide's own. He can taste traces of vanilla hot chocolate there, but the thought is quickly lost, washed aside by desire.]

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[Mitsuhide makes a sound in the back of his throat, and raises the hand at Motochika's neck to sink into his hair.]

[It's good, very good. He has to move his head away slightly in order to catch a breath, but presses back into a kiss again with a fully open mouth.]