Canon: Remove if not applicable.Even if he was not a huge sword, Souza Samonji was not a small sword either. But next to (most of) the ootachi, he could look it. And he certainly felt small under the weight of a sleeping ootachi. He pushed at the other sword warrior's shoulder in an attempt to push him off, but he was not budging even a little bit. "You're heavy, Jiroutachi," he remarked, trying to make the ootachi stir by speaking to him and shaking him the best that he was able, squeezed between mattress and body that he was. Jiroutachi only nuzzled his face closer against Souza's throat, his nose pressing against his pulse. That was not an ideal position, it was pretty uncomfortable. He didn't mind overly much but it was morning and he had breakfast duty today, so he couldn't really stay in Jiroutachi's futon much longer.
As he contemplated how he might get away, lips moved against his throat and he paused briefly. He flinched in surprise when Jiroutachi's teeth unexpectedly dug into his skin. The hand on the other sword's shoulder clutched it, slipping to curl around the fabric of the yukata he slept in. The teeth didn't dig deep enough to pierce, but they might still leave a mark, which would be visible for anyone to see due to its position. The teeth released his flesh, but the lips were not removed. Instead the kiss placed upon the skin turned into a light nibble and Jiroutachi sucked on it. Yes, it was definitely going to leave a mark for a while. He didn't mind that either but, he could at least be awake while leaving it, or he would ask Souza about it, and Souza would have to explain. It had happened before.
Suddenly Jiroutachi was moved away from him, but it was not by his own volition. Rather, it was Taroutachi pulling his brother off of the uchigatana, and startled eyes looked up. "I was just having some fun," Jiroutachi complained as he was released, and it was only then that Souza realized that Jiroutachi must have been awake the whole time. It had happened before, that he did something to arouse Souza as he was still asleep. Now Souza pushed himself out of the futon, stumbling a little as one of his feet caught in the comforter, and he straightened. He needed to visit the bathroom and he needed to return to the room he was sharing with his brothers so he could change into daywear, instead of his night yukata.
"Ah, Souza is turned on after all. Stay a little longer, Souza~" Jiroutachi chimed, and Souza sighed even as his cheeks flushed. "No, I need to prepare breakfast," he said. Jiroutachi pouted. Then he said, "I'll come with you," and stood up as well. Taroutachi caught him by the collar of his yukata, halting him before he reached the door where Souza has stopped, considering if he should simply tell the other sword to stay in bed a while longer or not. "Clothes," Taroutachi pointed out, and Jiroutachi blinked, looking over his shoulder at his brother. "Oh, yes, right, I forgot." He freed himself of his yukata while Taroutachi still held on to it, to both other swords' surprise, and was almost entirely naked as he strode over to Souza. He pressed a kiss to his hair, and Souza tilted his head up to look at him. "I'll see you again soon then, Souza!" he said, and Souza sighed again. "Very well," he agreed finally. He put a hand on one of Jiroutachi's hands, as they had moved to his shoulders. "May I go change now?" He smiled. Jiroutachi did as well, and released him, one hand sliding down his arm to hold his hand for a brief moment. "Yup, I'll see you in a bit."
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The sound of someone clearing their throat came from the entrance to the kitchen, and the two tsukumogami broke the kiss, Souza sinking down to stand fully on his feet once more. When they looked over it was to see Nikkari Aoe in the doorway. "Perhaps you may save your entertainment for later?" he asked, his unfaltering smile on his lips. The hint in his voice of what exactly he meant by ''entertainment'' did not pass by unnoticed. "Indeed," Souza grasped Jiroutachi's wrist. "If you are going to be here, stay out of the way please," he asked the bigger blade, and Jiroutachi chimed out a cheerful "ye~s" that would tell Nikkari that he was already a little bit drunk so early in the morning. Although that was naturally no surprise. Jiroutachi released Souza, and went over to the opposite wall. "You're only here to watch then?" Nikkari asked him, and Jiroutachi nodded. "That's right! I'm not on duty today. So I'm keeping Souza company." Souza looked over his shoulder as he took out a pot to make soup in, at the two conversing swords. "Nikkari-san, can you please do the tamagoyaki?" he asked, and Nikkari turned from Jiroutachi. "Of course," he said with a pleasant smile, and he left the kitchen to fetch the eggs that would be needed. As Souza headed for the door as well, to go to the vegetable garden to get vegetables for the soup, and to pick up any other ingredients that would be needed for the dishes he would be cooking together with Nikkari, he looked over at Jiroutachi, not stopping on his way. "Don't empty the storage of alcohol while we are away, will you?" he asked him, and Jiroutachi waved a hand as if dismissing Souza's words and worries. "I won't I won't, don't worry. Now hurry hurry, I want to show you just how much of a distraction I can be when you get back."
Souza sighed. "Please save it until after the meal has been cleared away." He retreated into the garden before Jiroutachi got the chance to retort.