[ Natsuno lets himself relax into the touch, settling on top of Anon rather than pressing down like he was before. It might be a little disappointing if he didn't somehow wind up more entwined this way (arms, legs and wings); his hold around Anon warm and secure. He lets out light breaths between the kisses and words, soft and pleased. He's more than happy to let Anon dictate the rhythm now, but it's far from the only thing he's happy about. ]

You always understand me. You never try to tell me it's too much or not worth it. Even when I wasn't there, and even when everyone else was probably annoying and loud you understood me. [ He can only imagine what it was like with the group clamoring about being honorable, just, and all of that garbage. ]

I would have done the same thing. If anyone hurt you I- [ Clinging tighter again. ] I would break them and only when there was nothing left of who they once were—their happiness, their pride, their family, their freedom—then I would kill them. I've done it before, when this Shiki supporter tried to kill Ozaki. I bit him and made him kill the only thing that mattered to him, his stupid fake Shiki family. He wound up killing himself before he could finish the job, though.

I would do it again. But that wouldn't be enough, I think. Not for you, you're... [ He's talked so much that he feels like he's suddenly run out of words. An impassioned kiss might suffice, but he finds what he was searching for at the end: taisetsuna. ]