Disclaimer: I do not own either of these pretty boys or anything having to do with Loveless.
Temptation is Ritsuka showing up in tears, asking to spend the night. Borrowing a large t-shirt of Soubi's to sleep in and snuggling up to Soubi as they fall asleep. Temptation is waking up in the middle of the night after a very sexy dream about Ritsuka and finding the boy wrapped around him, hand under Soubi's shirt and bare legs tangled with his, skin on skin. Ritsuka whimpers in his sleep, probably dreaming about the latest incident with his mother and wraps himself tighter around Soubi. Soubi gasps as one of the boy's legs rubs against his throbbing cock and tries not to move. He debates with himself over staying in bed so his presence will comfort Ritsuka or getting the hell out of bed so the boy's innocence won't be lost. In the end he stays, telling himself that Ritsuka needs him. He lies there stiff and unmoving, a life size teddy bear who's keeping watch all night long.
Temptation is smell. Soubi's smell. The comforting mix of smoke and paint and Soubi that soothes him when nothing else can. When Soubi holds him, Ritsuka inhales as much as he can, trying to fill his brain with the smell so he can remember it later. Sometimes when he's alone at night, he thinks up reasons to call Soubi - just to be held again, to inhale him again. He never calls, though. Soubi might think that Ritsuka needed him or something and that would be embarrassing.
But now he has a secret weapon against that late night temptation: a shirt of Soubi's that he swiped last week when the blonde wasn't looking. It's one of Soubi's painting shirts and hasn't been washed in a while, so it smells just like him. Soubi was upset yesterday, turning the apartment upside down looking for his shirt. Ritsuka giggles as he remembers looking all innocent and suggesting that Kio might have taken it. And now it's here, in Ritsuka's bed, and Ritsuka can fall asleep with his nose buried in it, feeling all warm and safe.
Temptation is Ritsuka looking for him, at him, into him. It's every time his cell phone rings with Ritsuka's special ring tone - the one that he'll drop everything for, answer in the middle of a class or a conversation, just to see what the boy needs. It's the way Ritsuka looks at Soubi in a roomful of people, looking into his eyes and sharing himself with just a look, like lovers do. It's the way Ritsuka looks at Soubi when they're alone together, those eyes of his reaching right into Soubi, admiring and searching and longing. Soubi would do anything for one of those looks, to feel those eyes on him. He'd do anything the boy asked, really, even things he shouldn't be doing to him. But thankfully Ritsuka hasn't asked yet . . .
Temptation is taking care of Soubi after a spell battle. Picking slivers of glass out of arms and legs and chest and . . . and . . . elsewhere. Soubi is unconscious, so he can't object to Ritsuka undressing him. And after Ritsuka saw the cuts on the man's upper thighs he had to be sure Soubi wasn't cut anywhere else. Which meant he had to remove all of his Fighter's clothing.
Temptation is having the person you may be in love with in front of you, unconscious and naked. The right thing to do is probably not to spend a very long time looking and admiring and wondering . . . with your heart pounding the whole time in case he wakes up and catches you looking. And "accidentally" letting your hand touch him when you pull the blanket over him doesn't count as an accident if your hand lingers that long.
Temptation is all the perverted things that come to his mind every time Ritsuka asks him when he's going to redeem his Help You Do Stuff Coupon Super Ticket. He always smiles and makes some kind of vague comment about someday . . . but mentally he's picturing Ritsuka on his knees, slurping away at his cock. Or spread out naked on Soubi's bed as Soubi rubs oil all over his body. Or dressed up in some pink fetish gear and posing on Soubi's bed, ready to be ravished or painted. His mind suddenly catches on that last thought. Would Ritsuka let Soubi paint him naked? Hmm . . . probably not a good idea. It would be so hard not to touch him.
Ritsuka's talking about ice cream now and Soubi smiles and tries to look like he's paying attention. Ice cream. How about Ritsuka eating ice cream out of a bowl on the kitchen floor? He could play Soubi's pet for a day and wear a collar with a tag that said, "If found, return to Agatsuma Soubi". And of course, he'd have to be naked - pets don't wear clothes. Now that would be an excellent use of his coupon. He smiles happily until his daydream is interrupted by Ritsuka whacking him on the head.
"Soubi! You're not paying attention to me!"
"Yes, yes I am. I promise," Soubi says. "I only think of you, Ritsuka."