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[That question in itself is startling, so much so that he has trouble figuring out how to reply to it. Especially with his sighs and moans at the physical attention he's receiving. But he wraps his arms lightly around Marco and continues to try just... saying what he thinks.]

...Maybe... that's it. [...Well. Kind of saying it.]

[Smirks and decides he's quite finished with words for now, just focuses on giving Japan pleasure. Sometimes he feels it's a little like a guessing game, but it's one of those things where even if he takes a bizarre turn, it'll just give him better time to figure out of the rest from there.]

I think I can allow that. [Smirks and gets Japan's clothes off, tossing his own shirt aside and leans to the drawer for some lube.]

[Also anytime you want to fade to black let me know.]

[OKAY Sorry weeps I know I keep dropping them but it's usually because I get 59435943 tags and then I'm like an embarrassed retard..... BUT I LIKE TO TRY NOT TO but I fail at life. SO THE SAME GOES FOR YOU.]

[ANYWAY. Japan brings a hand to his face as he watches Marco, a bit embarrassed from...well admitting to that. And that response on top of it... gkjdfgd]

Ah... I suppose Marco would.

[Uwaaaah I get shy. And he scares me when he gets all... like that. *points to evil face*]

You say that like there could be any other option. [Smirks and licks down his throat, stroking the hand just slightly and leaning up closer. Until he gets the lube and then he just makes sure the pop on the top is audible enough to give Japan a chance to say no or suggest something different.]

Just realize, as much as I try to listen to your clues in other things... if there's anything you want here; either different or something I don't enough of [Or too much of] then I want you to be able to tell me, eh? That way I can fix it.

[I get shy too LMFAO SO JUST SAY IF YOU WANT TO SKIP... but I'm stubborn and lame w;A;w]

Hah... [He hears that pop, and it makes his heart jump more than anything else. But he leans to kiss Marco wherever he can first reach.]

My communication in such a thing may be slow... ah, but I will try. ...Just know that I believe Marco is always good.

[Well I will sleep soon and temporarily cop-out the sneaky way B)]

Take as long as you want. [Smirks to himself as if he knew it all along, but actually it's quite a relief. It's one thing to be confident, but with the guessing, arrogance like that could just mean if he was making Japan miserable, he would only barely know it. He lubes up a couple of fingers and focuses on breathing for himself. Every time he looks Japan over though, his breath gets caught all over again.]

[CHEATER XD Also I don't have a specific spot for Japan's scars but I know he's canonly been naked from the front, so I'd say anything would be on the back... lmao I worry about the lamest details.]

Can Marco be patient...? [He says it lightly, almost teasing maybe.]

Yes, but I rarely choose to be. [Sticks his tongue out teasingly before rolling Japan over onto his front... and freezing slightly at all the scars. To the back. But it's different for countries isn't it? And yet, even knowing they're incredibly old, Marco wants to light an arm on fire and avenge every single one of them. Instead, hollow eyes dim the blue flames and his kisses Japan's ear affectionately and places tender kisses along his shoulders.]

Ah, this is the problem. I always think whenever I decide on one path to take you that something better has come along. Would you like a massage? [Trails flaming blue fingertips over the muscles as though he could retroactively heal them.]

[He had been waiting for it. Expecting a reaction. But he can still enjoy the moment, and those kisses and fingers send a shiver down his spine.]

That would be nice... Ah, Marco always surprises me with such nice things.

[Chuckles quietly.]

Because you deserve even better. [Shifts about to find a different bottle, one more of ointment and starts working his way on Japan's shoulders.]

So.

Who should I kill for all this? [Asked quite blandly. Like "What's your favorite cloud type Japan? Is it cumulus since they bring sakura rain?" Murdering someone in cold blood is so casual.]

[He lets out a soft sigh that sort of tapers into a hum before he quiets to listen to that. Oh Marco... Japan will just answer in a gentle sort of voice.]

If Marco wants to know who is truly responsible, I believe the answer would be me.

[Lays down next to him on the bed and wraps a giant flaming blue wing around Japan to hold him close.]

Is that true or just what...

[He's broken up, but it barely registers in a frown and frustrated not before it's all carefully turned into deadpan masks and composed thoughts. Sometimes, he thinks, Japan really is too much like Ace.] Kind of a neat trick to scar your back don't you think?

[He freezes at that and buries his face in his crossed arms. So... he stopped. He completely stopped. He should have expected it. He tried to warn about it-- no, now he didn't want to think about it, but...]

If it was anything I have moved on from completely, it would not be a scar. ...Ah... These things... they were all self defense. [Despite being on his back, or what his family said, despite even America disagreeing and fighting with himself over whether or not this was true-- this was something he believed now.]

Against who? [The flames continue coursing, even and steady to go with Marco's gentle tone and composure, despite the flickering emotions under it all. Rage at anyone who hurt Japan, frustration again with himself for not being there, and above all else; the desire to somehow, in some miraculous way to just fix it. He tugs Japan into a closer hug and nibbles on an ear. He doesn't want to distract him too much, but he hadn't meant to slam on the brakes so suddenly either. He slides a foot along the outside of Japan's far leg and starts playing footsies affectionately.]

...I meant that it was self defense against me.

[He sort of half-heartedly moved his leg at that, but gave up, and still face down snuggled a bit into Marco.]

It was mostly America-san.

[Turns to just hold Japan against him, hugging protectively. Well, what did he expect? Japan never was willing to agree to try a path other than through America and he knew there'd be consequences. Wasn't it better now? Japan had learned somehow... he was stronger for it... like he wanted. Would Marco have been upset if Ace had taken scars from Whitebeard? But that was just it, Ace never did. Then again, it wasn't as though Marco expected America to be as strong as Whitebeard; strong enough to even be able to avoid hurting foes he didn't want to. America wasn't that way at all. Still, did that make it wrong? It wasn't like Ace and Whitebeard, it was like Ace and Garp? The analogies didn't work.]

I'm sorry. [Tightens the hug and buries his face in raven black strands of hair.] That you had to go through that, that I wasn't there and couldn't do a thing, that if he tries anything here, there's not a single thing you can do to hold me back... [Squeezes tightly.] Nakama should be able to protect each other better Bushido. [And he couldn't do a thing for Japan when he needed him most. What kind of nakama was that? And it was too much like Ace. It wasn't Ace, but a nakama running off alone to face foes and things he felt responsible for all alone hit too close to home for even Marco to act like it didn't.] I'm sorry I wasn't there to help you through it.

[Maybe it's the fact that he's a bit ashamed, and they brought everything to this sort of halt. Or that the facts themselves are sad, or talking about it, or Marco realizing it and speaking like this... Maybe it was everything. Whatever it was, Japan was "open" enough to cry. It wasn't sobbing or noisy, and he was still face down in his arms, but there were tears and he might be shaking just a little.

It's clearest in his voice though.]

They are still scars... [A pause as he tries to straighten his voice out. Scars.] I believe... Marco can still help me.

[Hugs even tighter and buries his face a little deeper. Japan crying just means Marco won't have to. It's easiest for him knowing he has a job to do, someone to protect, someone he has to stay strong for at all costs. Whether it's pretending to be unfazed and still joking around, or just like this, acting as a barrier between the world and his nakama.]

How? I will help... I won't ever stop. I'll protect you until it stops hurting, understood? [Okay maybe a few tears for himself too. And the wing soothingly strokes down Japan's back. Never alone again. It didn't matter how slow Marco was, he'd get there. To Japan's world or whatever it took.]

Marco already is. [Helping, he means. And he turns a little more into Marco, one of his legs moving to hook over one of Marco's.]

...Forgive me. Ah, this sort of startling thing... [he's slowly stabilizing himself because crying is lame enough, he shouldn't do it for forever]

[Switches the wings back and kisses hard. He can't handle this much emotional anything. He's bad with emotional things to begin with and it's been too much of a rollercoaster of late. All he wants is to engage in a bit of this for as long as he can make it last. He slips his hands down to Japan's waist, rests them on the smaller man's hips and tugs him forward roughly.]

[That's startling and catches him a bit off guard, but it's not unwelcome at all. In fact, maybe the fact that he got this off of his chest helps a bit, and once he's snapped out of the surprise he returns the kiss in a wave of force. He wraps his arms around Marco, letting himself be tugged forward.]

[Lets out a quiet moan against Japan's mouth and kisses more fervently, nipping very lightly. He caresses Japan's spine and leans back to grab the lube again, not wasting much time in getting two fingers slicked up and gently inserting one into his rear entrance. Now that he's going, he clearly has no intentions of slowing down again. Never making Japan feel alone again. Not so long as Marco has any say in it. He's a little more aggressive than usual, too much rollercoaster to fully address everything at once and just looking for some sort of release from the pressure valve.]

[After everything just now, it makes perfect sense for Japan to follow like this as well. He lets go of himself for the sake of pleasure, and escaping those bad feelings from earlier, and pushes into the kissing. The extra aggression from Marco is a little startling, but nothing unwelcome, and he curls his hands where they are, only breaking from kissing to let out a breathy gasp at the feeling of that finger.]

I'm sorry... [He doesn't have to say it, probably shouldn't say it, but that interruption (or stopping) earlier makes him want to. And just as soon he's kissing Marco again.]

Don't. [This time, Marco doesn't stop, or even slow down, he slips the finger in a little deeper and kisses back hard. What he means for Japan to avoid isn't specified immediately. Whether to stop talking or just not apologize. He rolls against the smaller man and sucks on Japan's bottom lip.] You don't need to apologize to me. You've been nothing but a good thing for me. Don't let me ruin it.

[He moans loudly at that, kissing deeper. The speed and the emotion only make it more thrilling for Japan, and he has to focus a little more to come up with the right words. They're spoken softly.]

Marco can't ruin it... [another short kiss] He can only complete it.

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