Ike watched his friend eat his meal. Tatsuki left me that note, but is it true? He opened his mouth, but shut it before any sound came out. He had begun to notice Soren staring at him, and the blush that crept onto his cheeks as Soren's own face flushed pink. Ike began to let his mind wander to the mage. He holds his fork and knife so delicately... Thinking about it, Soren himself is delicate...
He's staring at me, is that good? Soren began to panic, what if Tatsuki had left Ike a note? Plus he's watching my body... why? He watched as Ike leaned closer, placing his hand to Soren's, holding his fork down.
"Soren, can I ask you something?" Ike got up, sitting on the table beside Soren's plate. A blush crept onto his face as Soren nodded. "Why did you bring your meal to my room, do I seem lonely?" Soren shook his head as Ike began to move his plate. Now sitting where the plate had been, a leg on either side of Soren's chair, Ike smiled as Soren's blush darkened.
"Ike, please. What are you getting at?" Soren had managed to keep his eyes on Ike's face, which he was proud of, considering the view. Ike smiled, getting off the table, but sat back down on Soren's lap. Placing his hands on either side of Soren's shoulders, he pushed the mage to the back of his chair, his lips on Soren's earlobe. A quick breath in told Ike all he wanted; Soren did like him more than he wished to admit.
"Soren?" Ike got up, placing his knee beside the boy's hip, his hands still on Soren's shoulders. "Do you feel... different now?" The boy nodded as Ike's lips met his ear again, leaving a trail down to Soren's collarbone. Ike smiled; the sounds and taste of the boy exited him. Placing his hands to Soren's hips, Ike lifted the mage so he was standing, and then led him to the wall beside his bed, occupying Soren with light kisses as he seduced him.
Ike began to stroke the mage's dark hair as Soren began to sleep, his arms wrapped tightly around Ike's chest.
"I... love you too Soren."