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[Rean's being a good little gofer when he hears the rapping at his door, nose buried in a textbook and scribbling notes. But the minute he hears that sound, he's quick to drop his pencil, happy to take any excuse to move away from his homework.]

Who is it—

[—ah. That question gets answered before he even finishes it, leading Rean to quirk an eyebrow. Crow? What does he want?

Well, only one way to find out. He goes over to the door, opening it and peering out at his senior.]

...And if he's not taking deliveries right now?

[He always has to get in at least one teasing little dig.]

Aww, don't be like that!

[He feigns being completely insulted, even frowning to play it up. But it's obvious by the playful tone of his voice that he isn't exactly being the most serious.

Especially when he takes that opening to walk straight into Rean's room without thinking of the consequences.]

'Sides, it's not like you've got anything better to do, so indulge your senior for a little bit, won't you? He came all this way to bring you something and you're just going to reject it? I didn't know that you were actually this cruel...

[Crow.

Crow, please. You literally live in this dorm, too. But of course he has to be melodramatic to the point where he swings an arm over one of Rean's shoulders, lips forming a slight pout.]

[Rean doesn't even attempt to stop him, although he does flash him a dead-eyed stare as Crow just waltzes in and makes himself at home.]

"All this way?" You walked across the hall... is that really so much for your feeble old man bones? I swear.

[He doesn't really fight the affectionate gesture, either, although he does frown a little, his cheeks twinging a little pink.

Crow's always teasing him like this... it's unfair, really. But it's attention, nonetheless, and Rean doesn't see the harm in indulging his selfish side just this much.]

But all right, all right. If you're just going to let yourself in anyway... what is it?

Heh... caught me there, Rean, ol' buddy.

[While he might be saying that like he's done some horrible crime, even pulling away a little bit as he raises his hands in a completely defeated sort of gesture before lowering his hands.]

Well, you see, a little birdie [or to be more specifically someone who has a little birdie] told me a little something and I was wondering if you could test it out for me? And I thought that as my very good friend and underclassman... you'd help Crow out.

[Rean looks wholly unimpressed.]

You know, dancing around it so vaguely doesn't make you sound any more trustworthy. Especially with you buttering me up like this.

[He says, still making no moves whatsoever to kick him out or cut him off.]

C'mon, out with it. What are you hoping to try?

[Can't say he tried!

Narrator voice: he didn't try at all.]

There's a little coin trick that's been going around recently as a rumor - the person who told me about said that if I used it on someone it'd get them to relax a little bit.

[And he thinks that Rean of all people needs it the most in their class.]

Course, this is all just a rumor that's going around. Nobody's proved that it works or not. So, what do you say?

[Story of Crow's entire damn life, as far as Rean is concerned?

He looks even less impressed, his mouth setting into a thin line as he folds his arms.]

Coin trick, huh? You better have brought your own damn coin this time. Don't think for a second I've forgotten about your debt.

[50 MIRA...]

And I'm not sure I love the insinuation there, but... you know what, why not. [He sighs.] It'll be a break from homework, at least.

...Assuming you're not just using this as an excuse to leech more money off of me, anyway.

[While Crow's in here, if he's planning to go through with this, he might want to make sure Rean's door is closed! It sure would be awkward if one of their classmates were to walk in.]

[RUDE!!!!

Also, naturally he's definitely going to go and have the door to Rean's cozy little slice of home closed and locked behind him. There's no way that he'd let their classmates - or hell, even their teacher or maid get in here if plans work the way they should.

He's gunning for it, anyway.]

That's the Bank of Rean for you, huh... But this is exactly why I came up to my favorite underclassman!

[Even if he might be buttering Rean up, he's no less truthful about the statement.]

Anyway, I'm not. Apparently, you can't even use real mira for this sorta thing. All you gotta do is take a seat on the bed and I'll show you.

"Your favorite," huh...

[He's grumbling a little, but there's no real irritation behind that. If anything, that little flush is creeping back into his cheeks.

It's stupid, Rean knows, letting this playboy gambler get under his skin like this. He knows Crow just says things like this to rile him up, and that it's working is basically letting him win. But even so...

He goes and takes a seat on the edge of his bed, hands gripping at the edge of his mattress, not questioning the closing of the door. Either he didn't notice the locking, or he's not questioning that, either.]

All right, all right. [From his posture alone, it definitely looks like he could stand to relax a little. He's always so tense...] I'll play along, so go for it.

Yep.

[Just a single word should be enough to get Rean to actually think about that a little bit, earning Rean a playful wink. Is he being honest or is he messing with Rean yet again? The world may never know.

But alright, it seems like he's got this one in the bag. And if it really doesn't work? Then he can just shrug it off and call it day, simple as that.

Crow does keep his red eyes fixed on Rean as he goes to sit on his bed and it's seeing that alone which makes his choice worth it. Yeah, he definitely needs to relax a little.]

Alright, let's get this little party started, shall we?

[And with a quick and swift movement of his hands, soon a coin tied on a string appears. Like Crow explicitly said, the coin isn't like any mira coin he's ever seen before - in fact, it doesn't look like anything anyone has ever seen before.

It seems to hold some sort of weird power, but that's it.]

Now then. There's just two easy steps to this little coin trick that you've got to know. Until the coin stops moving, you gotta keep your eye on it. The other thing is that you need to pay attention to is my voice. Got it?

[Thanks, he hates it. He dips his head a little at that, glaring up from under dark bangs that he hopes will cast enough of a shadow to hide his growing blush.

That glower fades to more of a look of curiosity as Crow fishes out his "coin." Woah, his senses are getting some weird vibes off of that thing, and—]

Wait a minute. [He looks up at Crow again.] Are you seriously suggesting hypnotizing me, here?

[Rean's read about this sort of thing! You know... in popular novels... so it's not like he actually has any understanding of it. Just that it's probably fake.]

This is ridiculous... [SIGH. Even so... he's not saying "no."] But all right, I guess I already agreed.

[He focuses his gaze on the coin.]

Let's get this over with...

[Does he really hate it? Although Crow finds himself chuckling a little breathlessly, noting that Rean is kind of cute when he glares. Just a litle bit.

He also just shrugs his shoulders in a manner that seems to be pretty nonchalant.]

I sure am! I thought that maybe if this thing worked, you'd be able to relax a bit. If it doesn't work, just call me a fraud and I'll get outta your hair.

[But here goes-

He is going to use the coin on the string and have it start swinging really slowly at first, just so that it's easy for Rean to follow.]

[Yes and no. He does genuinely like the attention, for as sulky as he can get... he just hates not knowing how much of it is Crow just screwing with him.

But leave it to Crow to be so lackadaisical even over something like this, he guesses.]

I already said I'd play along...

[He keeps his eyes on the coin, as instructed, lavender eyes darting back and forth to follow it.]

[Soon enough it's going to be Crow screwing with him, if you know what I mean.

As the coin seems to keep moving, it seems that the power behind it - whatever it is, anyway - seems to activate. Thankfully, it's not anything that's meant to hurt Rean, just hypnotize him, so it's fine, probably. While Rean might be aware of the power? Crow is... completely oblivious to it.

Or at least, he doesn't sense it, even if he knows that it might have some power to it, being some sort of strange little artifact.]

Alrighty, Rean... what's the normal saying for this sort of stuff again? You're getting sleepy? Something like that. [He's half-assing this.] Now, when I snap my fingers, your eyes will close shut and all you will hear is my voice.

And whatever I say will become the truth once I snap my fingers a second time.

[That should work.

He thinks it should anyway, as the coin still sways back and forth, left and right. Once about a minute or two passes after he's said those instructions he snaps his fingers, wondering if that did the trick, or if Rean's just simply going to play along. He'll find out soon enough.]

[eyyyy

Rean's senses flare up when the thing activates, those weird feelings he was getting earlier more intense now than ever... for a moment, anyway.

As the coin sways, he's finding that he's not really noticing that anymore. Or anything, really. It's like the world outside of Crow and that coin just ebbs away, and Rean can already feel his muscles loosening a little bit. If Crow's watching him, he'll notice that the focus in those light eyes is becoming further and further lost with each swing of the pendulum, to the point where his eyes seem to glaze over.

Of course, he's still watching. Those were his instructions, after all.

He's not sleepy, per se. Just... relaxed, which is a strange feeling for him. Nice, though.

Nice enough that he doesn't even question that Crow's giving him further instructions – ones that he'd probably complain about being weird, were he in his right mind – just internalizes them.

Back and forth, left and right. Rean's falling deeper and deeper under this artifact's spell with every movement, but he went into this without much of a will to fight it to begin with. It's easy, then, for those waves to pull him under, blocking out everything but the coin itself and Crow's voice—

And the sound of his fingers snapping, which triggers Crow's instructions from earlier. Rean's shoulders slump, his glassy eyes rolling back a little as the lids slip shut and his head falls forward unconsciously.

From Crow's perspective? Rean is either a fantastic actor or this has worked perfectly.]

[While people might peg Crow for someone less observant, he's actually the kind of guy who actually pays close attention to things like this. Seeing the focus in his eyes fade, watching him close his eyes like that?

He doesn't really see Rean as that great of an actor - hell, he's pretty damn certain that out of the two of them? He's the better actor.

And it's with that all said and done that he finally pockets the coin and string, waving a hand in front of Rean's face without actually touching him before deciding-]

Well, what do you know. It worked. Didn't expect that. Guess I gotta come up with something for Rean, then... she said it'll only be temporarily, sooooo—

[He clears his throat a little with an ahem before speaking up:]

Okay, Rean. You listening? Nah, no need to respond, just make sure you hear every word 'cause this is gonna be important. Once I snap my fingers, you'll find yourself real loose. Relaxed! The kinda guy that can open up a little more to your old friend Crow without holding back.

Got it? Good.

[He doesn't even realize the implications of those words as he finds himself snapping his fingers a second time, wondering how much of an impact this will have... if it really did work like he thinks it did.]

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[Rean makes a soft noise in the back of his throat as his only respond to Crow's question, but even that fades as he's told there's no need.

Yeah, he's listening. It'd be impossible not to, when Crow's voice is all there is aside from the comforting embrace of this trance.

Without holding back, huh...

When Crow snaps his fingers, Rean obeys. He doesn't quite collapse sideways onto his bed, but he does lay down, his legs still dangling over the side of the bed and his arms curled up comfortably beside him. His breathing is remarkably even, for being awake, and it's obvious just from looking at him how much looser his muscles have become.

Crow's word is the truth, after all.

He blinks open glazed eyes to a half-lidded state, looking up at Crow. That faint blush from before has bloomed once again in his cheeks, and aside from some of his dark hair falling into his face, he makes no effort to hide it.

He's awaiting further instruction, now, open to whatever Crow asks of him.

He's probably a pretty sight like this, and aside from the look in his eyes indicating he's not quite there, he's probably more at peace now than Crow's ever seen him.]

[He definitely is.

Not to mention that Crow's looking pretty surprised at how relaxed Rean seems to be like this. But then again, he kind of asked for this the moment the hypnotism actually worked.

Time to play this off rather casually.]

Hey, sleepyhead. Did you have a nice nap?

[No commands or instructions just yet, but he wants to see if Rean will actually say anything to him, like this.]

Mm...

[But Crow, actual speech is effort! Still, he does respond past that little hum of acknowledgement.]

Yeah.

[Ironic that Crow has to be the one putting in the effort now. How the tables have turned...]

Good. So how're you feeling? Much better now, right?

Mmhm.

[He even puts in the effort to nod a little for that, blinking his eyes slowly like a cat would when looking at someone they trust.

Of course, it's kind of pointless for Crow to ask questions, given that he's already given Rean the answer. Even if Rean felt differently – which he doesn't, he's quite comfortable right now, thank you – Crow's word is the truth.]

Heh.

[He can't help but chuckle a little. He's impressed at just how well that artifact's managed to work on Rean.]

You're kinda cute like this.

[Crow has no regrets.

But he's kind of curious. Even if his word is the truth-]

But I did say that you'd open up for your ol' buddy Crow, right? So, is there anything you want to do now?

[Don't think he missed that blush.

He wants to see just how honest he can make Rean.]

[Rean's blush darkens a bit at the compliment, his breath hitching just slightly. Other than that, though, he doesn't give a verbal response. He does, however, respond to the other questions.]

You did.

[Slowly, he pushes himself back up to sitting, to get himself a little closer to Crow. He keeps his eyes on Crow the whole time.

He's quiet for a moment, as if considering his answer, before reaching a hand out to grab at the edge of Crow's blazer. Beckoning him closer, but he doesn't say for what.]

Hm?

[He notices the tug and immediately walks a little closer. Right where he can stand at the edge of the bed. That's close enough, isn't it?]

What is it, Rean?

[He holds on to the fabric for a bit longer, as if he doesn't want to let go. As if he wants more, perhaps, but...

In the end, he drops his hand back to where it was before.]

...wanted you closer.

[And that is completely honest.]

Y'know, you could have just asked.

[Just give him a moment and he'll actually just join him on the bed, sitting next to him.]

You shouldn't have to hesitate or hold yourself back, Rean.

[He said it before, after all.]

[Well. In that case.

Rean dips his head a little again, although he gazes up at Crow still. He shouldn't hold himself back, and that's his truth because Crow said it, but...

...but what? It's the truth. That's all there is to it.

With that last shred of inhibition tossed to the wayside, Rean leans in a little closer, his hand lifting and his fingers searching out in front of him to grasp hold of Crow's tie.

His eyelids flutter closed as he pulls Crow in, pressing their lips together.

If he's going to be honest, not hold himself back... then he's wanted this for some time.]

[That.

Actually surprises Crow a little bit. He didn't really change Rean's way of thinking - all he did was make it so that he wouldn't hold himself back anymore. And honestly, he had thought it would just be something simple.

But no, it's Rean's lips on his and he's enjoying himself rather thoroughly. While normally he'd lead, since Rean initiated the kiss? He's fine with handing the controller over to his underclassman.

Besides, he kind of wanted this too.

Good.]

[Rean gives a little hum against Crow's lips, partially contented and partially more of a moan.

He tugs Crow's tie tighter, pulling him in closer, reveling in their closeness and that Crow isn't pushing him away.

So he wasn't reading this wrong after all? That thought runs through him like sparks of electricity, imbuing him with a newfound confidence.

Without holding back.

His other hand reaches out to Crow's shoulder, shoving him hard to push him back against the bed. If Crow's handing over the reins, he's taking them.]

[Ah, good.

The sound that Rean makes is music to his ears. And if he's going to tug at his tie and bring himself even close. It's nice and warm. And it's not that he isn't pushing him away.

No, he doesn't want to.

There's a bit of a gasp of surprise when he's pushed back onto the bed, but he won't stop Rean from doing whatever he likes. Go ahead, Rean, take him.]

[Rean crawls on top of him, one hand still on Crow's tie and working to undo the knot as the other holds him up.

He keeps up the kiss for a bit longer, deep for just being the touch of their lips and nothing further. Eventually, though, he pulls back, looking down into Crow's eyes with his own a bit darker than usual.]

You asked what I wanted. This is...

[He sounds like he's asking for permission, for verbal confirmation, but even so, he's still working that tie undone. Just a little more, and...]

You're holding back for my sake? How kind.

[He chuckles a little bit under his breath the moment the kiss is broken. There's a playful note to his words, but it's a little calmer that it'd usually be when he's teasing Rean.]

If that's what you want, I won't stop you.

[Crow's playful, but Rean's deadly serious.]

"You won't stop me." But do you want it?

Do I really have to spell it out for you, Rean?

[Crow brings a hand to the side of his cheek, smiling a little more gentle than usual.]

Of course I want it. If I said I wouldn't stop you, it's because I want it.

[Rean's gaze softens a little, even through the heavy glaze over his eyes, as he leans into that touch. How can he help it when he's craved it?

Still... there's more he wants to say, if he's honest. Sure, Crow wants where this is headed, but is it just because of the act itself or does he actually want Rean?

...

He's willing to just believe in that gentle smile for now, he thinks. "I want it," that's the truth, and that's enough for him.

He leans down to close the distance between them again, the touch of his lips a bit softer just for this moment. Just to try to express, as best as he can without words, how he feels.]

[Feeling Rean lean into that touch is actually pretty satisfying, if you could ask him. Just seeing how his gaze softens at the touch is already a lot for him.

If Rean wanted to actually ask?

He'd tell him the truth.

At least on this, he didn't mind being honest.

But no words are exchanged here this time. They say actions speak louder than words, after all, and this is not an exception. Especially when Rean leans down to close the gap. The fact that his kiss is gentle, soft--

Heh.

This is just like him, isn't it? This is the kind of person Rean is, after all. The kind of person that he couldn't help but fall madly in love with, even if Rean himself didn't see it. Which is why he's reciprocating the kiss by sliding his hand through his hair, tugging at his dark locks to keep him close, soft sounds parting his lips throughout the entirety of the slow, but eager kiss.]

[With that bit of physical encouragement and those soft sounds, Rean's got more than enough confidence to run off of.

He gives a soft little hum of his own in return, letting them both relish in the gentleness of it all for just a moment longer.

...and that's quite enough of that. Crow wants it, so Crow will have it.

He grips that now-undone tie in his hand, tugging it harshly to slip it out from around Crow's neck as he tosses it to the side. Crow's lips, parted for the little noises he'd been making, are parted even further by Rean's eager tongue as he takes that as an invitation to enter. He's certainly not practiced, but there's an undeniable enthusiasm there if nothing else.

His hands get back to work from there, fumbling to work open each button on his shirt, working his way down.]

[Good, because goddess knows that he needs that boost in confidence. Obviously, that's part of the reason hypnotism happened in the first place.

Not that Rean doesn't have confidence...

He just doesn't have self confidence.

Which he desperately needs. But sure, if Rean's gonna give him more than the simple gentleness of the kiss? He won't say no to it in the slightest bit. No arguments here. And he does like just how eager he seems to be like this.

And he's not going to deny that.

Note to self: tease Rean about it later, when he's back to normal.

(Crow, why are you like this.)

He'll just let Rean do as he pleases, a smirk creeping onto his features, looking rather cheeky. But it's not that big of a deal to him. He does, however, hum a little bit when Rean decides to take it even further with tongue coupled with how he slowly works to pop open his buttons.

And while he could just laze around and relax and let Rean at it...

That just isn't entirely his style, now is it?

Which is why, even as they're kissing, Crow needs to desperately get Rean just as undressed. They might be in the dorms, but this sure isn't the best kind of activity to do in school uniform.

(Especially one that has so many buttons.

Like seriously. Why the fuck do they have so many buttons. This isn't good for sex!!!)

But at least it's happening.]

[Rean stops working down Crow's shirt for a moment, just to allow Crow room to work, all while keeping up this kiss as best as he can.

He's figuring out what he's doing quickly enough, at least. And there are some soft sounds coming from him, now, to match Crow – increasingly needy little hums between what breaths he can gasp.

And while he's pinning Crow like this... it'd be a waste not to roll his hips against his upperclassman's, wouldn't it? Just to test it out and see how it feels?

(The answer: Really damn good. Enough to merit a little louder of a hum, even.)]

[You're doing great, sweetie.

Crow is so proud of Rean. Those sounds Rean's making? Music to Crow's ears.

And having himself pinned like this is actually a pretty nice change of pace, and it's one that he brought upon himself. But he isn't arguing about it in the slightest bit.

Because if Rean seems to enjoy the feeling of rolling his hips against his senior's?

Well, it's the same for Crow. And it isn't just because of the physical intimacy of it all. Which he might try to hint at as he makes a louder noise against Rean's lips, a little more eager.]

[Every sound Crow makes is just further proof to Rean that Crow wants this. His words are the truth, every wanting and eager sound he makes supplementing that truth...

Of course, then, Rean is going to give Crow exactly what he wants.

As Crow works off his blazer, his tie, his shirt, Rean's going to keep up with his motions down below, rocking himself back and forth against Crow to grind the two of them together. Every pass feels better and better, constricts his pants against his body just that much further.

Eventually, he has to break the kiss for a moment, just to allow himself some panting breaths. He's really getting worked up from this...]

[Well, fuck.

Both literally and proverbial at this point, considering what they're about to do. And he won't have any regrets.

But when he breaks the kiss, Crow can't help but chuckle under his breath, grinning with amusement.]

Haha... you're really enjoying yourself, aren'tcha?

[That isn't to say that he isn't.]

[Even with the distant haze that's come over his eyes, Rean manages to narrow them and press his mouth into a thin line at Crow.

There's some things hypnosis will never change.]

Like you're not.

[He can feel how he's affecting you, too, you know! Cargo pants and (hopefully?) underwear aren't that thick!

Now that he's got Crow's torso exposed, though, he lowers himself back down, this time planting his lips on Crow's neck, where it meets the turn of his shoulder. He pauses, letting the kiss linger for a moment, as if he's weighing his options now that he's gotten this far.

That only lasts for a second though before he pulls back, only to bring his lips to Crow's neck once more – this time, with his mouth open and teeth bared. Where he was once kissing, he's now biting, making sure to get some suction going on the skin there so he's sure to leave a mark.

There. Now maybe Crow will use his mouth for something other than being smart with him. More of those noises from earlier would be nice.]

[REAN THAT'S RUDE, MAYBE HE SHOULD HAVE ADDED "DON'T BE A DICK" TO THOSE HYPNOSIS SETTINGS. . .

He thinks as if he has any regrets.

Because he doesn't.

Nope, not at all.

None.

Regrets are for people that aren't Crow Armbrust. There's another chuckle under his breath, however, completely amused for a moment before it soon is swept away by lips right there – in a spot that Crow admittedly didn't expect.

But it's not bad at all in the slightest. Although it does definitely catch him off guard when the kisses turn into bites and his breath catches in the back of his throat, his hands crumpling around the fabric of the sheets underneath him.]

Reeee—an. . .

[He drags out the name a little breathlessly, his bright red gaze fixed on Rean's with nothing less than utter desire, a need to be completely dominated by the young man on top of him.]

Mm, just like that.

[Let's encourage him a little bit more.

And by 'a little bit more' we mean by showing Rean exactly how he feels by lifting his hips up a little to grind against his underclassman if he can.]

[Well, it's not like Rean's going to stop him from grinding up against him.

The motion is enough to get Rean to pull back, gasping slightly, and if his teeth happen to graze a little roughly as he lets go... oh, well? Crow seems to like it this way, anyway.

With that blessing, though, Rean's quick to dive back in. More bites up Crow's neck, dragging his tongue along the sensitive areas as he moves himself upward, before finally nipping at Crow's earlobe, tonguing at those earrings and tugging a little at the skin there.]

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