[ Maybe Hijikata will allow you to try later Tsurumaru. Though, he knows for a sure fact that Tsurumaru can't pick him up, but he can try. Hijikata scoffs at the slight mocking tone when Tsurumaru calls him the fearsome demon vice-captain then shrugs. ] Then humor me later and try your best.

[ So, good luck later Tsurumaru!

Though, after the kiss silence falls for a few moments, allowing the firecrackers to pop in a soothing rhythm. Hijikata doesn't tear his gaze away from Tsurumaru's face but he just observes the other's reaction (as much as the night allows). At Tsurumaru's words, Hijikata only matches his smirk and shifts his weight to inch closer to the sword. ]

Of course not, don't be silly. [ Playful words match the teasing smirk on his features. ] Besides, your master is that Saniwa person, am I correct? Though, it has a nice ring to it. You're my dog anyway. [ A light chuckle leaves his lips- wow, way to ruin the moment! ]

Ah, but… [ Hijikata leans close to the other's cheek with his hand holding his chin like before to hold him close. Lips hover over Tsurumaru's skin for a moment. His voice falls into a low whisper, almost predatory as if his next move would be an attack- yet it contradicts his actual minimal and gentle movements: ] You enjoy this, don't you? I know every time I do this your skin warms up. [ Lips finally meet with Tsurumaru's skin, feeling the warmth of his cheek with his brief pause and then there's a gentle kiss. With that, he lets go, the amused expression not failing to leave from his face. ]

You're easy to read, but don't get me wrong. It's not bad, I like it but you'll have to get use to it sooner or later.