If there's one thing he'll probably never cease to excel at, it's turning her into a blushing mess. If the day ever comes that she ceases to be take aback by his antics, he'll be slightly disappointed for sure. Because she is the cutest when flustered. It makes kissing her so much more delightful.
If he slowed down for a moment instead of barreling ahead all go, go, go, he might realize that he's overwhelming her by loading all these surprises into one single day. But he's a bit dense and very ancient; it has an effect on his perspective of things.
Meanwhile he's just trying to follow proper tradition, as he knows Hiyori was raised in such an environment and might(?) appreciate him trying to adhere to decent and proper behavior. Something he doesn't often do.
For his part, Yato hums happily into their kiss, grinning when they break apart and she covers his face with her hands, hiding most of him from view. Though his eyes still sparkle at her from between her fingers as he smooches her palms.
He's never, in his entire life, considered having children, for the simple fact there was never a spark of romance in his life. But now that he has someone special, a woman he adores more than life itself... The thought of sharing that blessed experience with her is coming to mind more and more frequently. It makes him a touch resentful of the war they're engaged in, Mr. Impatient God.]
If you pass out, I'll give you mouth to mouth, so it's okay~ [NOT THE POINT, YATO]
happy times and horny times, hopefully!
If there's one thing he'll probably never cease to excel at, it's turning her into a blushing mess. If the day ever comes that she ceases to be take aback by his antics, he'll be slightly disappointed for sure. Because she is the cutest when flustered. It makes kissing her so much more delightful.
If he slowed down for a moment instead of barreling ahead all go, go, go, he might realize that he's overwhelming her by loading all these surprises into one single day. But he's a bit dense and very ancient; it has an effect on his perspective of things.
Meanwhile he's just trying to follow proper tradition, as he knows Hiyori was raised in such an environment and might(?) appreciate him trying to adhere to decent and proper behavior. Something he doesn't often do.
For his part, Yato hums happily into their kiss, grinning when they break apart and she covers his face with her hands, hiding most of him from view. Though his eyes still sparkle at her from between her fingers as he smooches her palms.
He's never, in his entire life, considered having children, for the simple fact there was never a spark of romance in his life. But now that he has someone special, a woman he adores more than life itself... The thought of sharing that blessed experience with her is coming to mind more and more frequently. It makes him a touch resentful of the war they're engaged in, Mr. Impatient God.]
If you pass out, I'll give you mouth to mouth, so it's okay~ [NOT THE POINT, YATO]