[As far as Sougo is concerned, anyone who has faith in him at the moment has their trust sorely misplaced for a multitude of reasons.

And oh, if this entire situation wasn't precarious enough, Gaku just has to bury his perfect face in Sougo's hair, and Sougo immediately feels like he's committed an unforgivable sin for not running away when he had the chance. How many women would die to be in his place right now? Honestly, even he'd die to be in his own place in any other situation, but all of his conscious thoughts succinctly fizzle out as his hand is guided up to those unfamiliar wolf ears, far too soft not to pet just a little bit. Every bone in his body is screaming that this is dangerous, but hasn't that been evident from the start?]

I hide away too. When all three moons are out, I try to stay home and isolate myself from other people as much as possible. But...

[As if Iris couldn't take hold of him any further, he raises his other hand in a matter of moments to rest gingerly, almost delicately on Gaku's shoulder in return, simply balancing himself while affectionately petting those soft ears.]

I trust you, Yaotome-san... The moonblessings may have an enormous sway over us, but they don't completely change who we are. Even under the influence of Sanguis, I know that you won't hurt me.

[Please, please don't let Gaku realize how much that low growl makes the room feel even hotter. Sougo's only saving grace is that they aren't looking directly at each other, but it's likely not hard to imagine how flushed his face is from them being in such close proximity. He'll never let himself close that distance between them, of course... Wanting to move in closer is inevitable, but he tries to hold out and only let his hand fall to curl into Gaku's surprisingly soft hair, hoping to ground himself just a little.

But as the next words finally sink in and his eyes go wide, there's no hope of holding back. And as Gaku continues on, each sentence more precarious and appealing than the last, yet another tremulous gasp reflexively escapes him.]

I... [Dammit. His voice is already breathy, shallow with what he hopes isn't identifiable as yearning.] I'd let you.

[God, no. The words spill out before he can take them back, and rather than try to stop the next ones, something in him urges them to come out unbidden.]

Eagerly. Without restraint. [This can't be happening.] I'd let you do anything you wanted to me.

[The idea of having even an ounce of restraint is almost laughable given their current predicament, but Sougo certainly isn't laughing. Rather, his breath hitches audibly in his throat as Gaku's canines graze the thin skin of his neck, the sultry tone of the words that follow eliciting a wave of shudders down his spine.]

Anything.

[Right now, he really does feel like he'd give anything - let Gaku do anything and everything he pleases - just to keep them close another second longer. Sougo's voice is uncharacteristically breathy as he speaks, cheeks flushed deeply as Gaku's perfect fingers tilt his chin up just so... but he doesn't have time to truly think through how bad of an idea this is before he's already curling his fingers more tautly into silver hair, lips covered all too swiftly by the warmth of Gaku's own.

He's leaning into this of his own will, needy and eager to please, and it's damn well more fulfilling than any of his dreamlike fantasies.]