[He has no choice but to nod, to agree - it does make sense, as little as he'd wish for it to be so.] I know. That is why...
[But no, that isn't right, either. There is something else, something other than Seishirou simply not being afraid of him that makes him different, special -- something else that makes all of this feel almost inevitable.]
[He doesn't know how to voice these thoughts, so instead, he unhooks the leg around Seishirou's waist, lowering himself closer to the ground, placing kisses and small licks down his chest]