[ at first, he has simply wanted to get vanitas out of the rain. as a fellow basement-dweller, oushi surmised that vanitas would not have had any proper accomodations for the sudden shift in weather, so almost as soon as things started to look dicey he began scouring the woods, trying to seek the other man out. he probably should have just called him first, or sent a message or something, but at the time oushi couldn't really bring himself to do much more than stalk through the trees and sniff vanitas out.
...wait. sniff him out??
it's a distant thought in the back of his mind. one that gets more and more muffled as something else inside him stirs to larger life, something primal and wanting. soon, it became the only thing in his mind that he could ever focus on: finding vanitas, making sure he's safe, keeping him.
when at last his gaze snatches on a familiar pair of bright blue — it didn't even matter what vanitas was doing, who he was with. oushi marches over and all but drags the slighter man away.
where he winds up taking vanitas is unknown to him. somehow, he just happens to know the cave exists, and there it is, and now they are both safe from the rain and the winds but still dripping wet as a chill settles in. he should maybe start a fire, or something, but instead he buries his face in vanitas' neck, groaning low as the man's scent fills him with a broiling sort of heat. his body reacts on its own, hips rocking forward hungrily —
before common sense seems to finally hit him, and he propels himself backward as if burned. ]
S-Stay back! Fuck — I think something's wrong—
[ his hands fly up to his head — his hair has gotten a little longer, and towards the top he feels.... ears? ]
vanitas.
...wait. sniff him out??
it's a distant thought in the back of his mind. one that gets more and more muffled as something else inside him stirs to larger life, something primal and wanting. soon, it became the only thing in his mind that he could ever focus on: finding vanitas, making sure he's safe, keeping him.
when at last his gaze snatches on a familiar pair of bright blue — it didn't even matter what vanitas was doing, who he was with. oushi marches over and all but drags the slighter man away.
where he winds up taking vanitas is unknown to him. somehow, he just happens to know the cave exists, and there it is, and now they are both safe from the rain and the winds but still dripping wet as a chill settles in. he should maybe start a fire, or something, but instead he buries his face in vanitas' neck, groaning low as the man's scent fills him with a broiling sort of heat. his body reacts on its own, hips rocking forward hungrily —
before common sense seems to finally hit him, and he propels himself backward as if burned. ]
S-Stay back! Fuck — I think something's wrong—
[ his hands fly up to his head — his hair has gotten a little longer, and towards the top he feels.... ears? ]