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He kissed her cheek as she kissed his, and murmured a soft "I do say so," in response against the side of her palm where it cupped his cheek. Watching her sigh, her expression as she look back at him, and the slow spread of pink along her cheeks as she smiled nervously. His brows twitching upward curiously before she questioned him. He gave a soft huff of amusement as a smile of his own stretched along gray lips. Human hand slipping from her hair so he could catch her wrist, feather light, between his fingers. Holding her hand still so he could turn his head to place a linger kiss at the center of her palm, dark eyes falling closed.

"I do," he assured her, glancing back through half lidded eyes. Large hand smoothing along her's to keep that adored warmth against the side of his face. He loved her warmth, the solid beat of her heart. The brilliance of emerald eyes and the way she always looked at him. Her smile, her laugh, and that nervous little chuckle that seemed to all for him. The list was so long. "I really do."

He released her hand, letting fingers trail light along the back of her wrist and down her arm. Lowering completely so it could meet the other at the small of her back. His forehead coming to rest against her's. Only now paying any sort of mind to the movie playing behind him, but only enough take amusement in the fact that it was going unwatched.

There had never been a doubt in his mind that the ghoul in the lap loved him. She hadn't had to say it, he could just tell, so to her assurances he gave her a warm smile and nod, brushing his lips against her palm again. Blackened fingers closing gently around her much smaller one. The tips of his claws tracing mindless circles along pale skin.

He chuckled at their failed attempt to watch the movie, moving his head so he could glance over his shoulder at the screen. There was a bonfire, and many scrawny, feathery monsters dancing around it. "If you want to." He had a feeling any second attempt would go over about as well as the first, at least tonight. It was getting late, and if further conversation didn't thwart their efforts then exhaustion might eventually. "And I'm quite comfortable, actually," he smirked, human hand trailing downward along her hip.

Carefully reclaiming his clawed hand he placed it with the first so he could lift her up and place her on her feet. Getting to his own a second later so he could take a seat in the chair. Catching her hand so he could give her a tug in invitation.

As the ghoul settled in his lap and spread the coverlet over them both of them Seiji looped his arm around her shoulders to settle it around her back where it rested against the arm of the chair. Temple resting against the top of her head. Gaze wandering towards the movie playing on his TV. He liked this things, well.. he liked all the songs, this one just happened to be rather upbeat. He even hummed a few bars before catching sight of Junko's flushed cheek in his peripheral, a single dark brow raising in question.

Oh. "Ah, well," he chuckled, giving her an odd smile. "You'll be the only ghoul who will ever share this chair me." It had been an odd sort of question, but he answered it honestly. Turning his head so he could kiss her forehead.

He was beginning to notice a slight theme with her line of questioning, and it made his smile wilt just a little around the edges. Human fingers coming up to touch her chin. "Why all the questions about other ghoul's, J?" His thumb stroked her cheek, head tilting as he looked down at her. Was he missing something again? He didn't think so, but it was definitely a possibility. He was a guy, and as such was prone to episodes of total oblivion.

She took her chin from his fingers so she could lay a kiss to the tips before tucking herself under his chin, and his arms moved to encircle her automatically. Human fingers running along her back in mindless little strokes, though pausing as she answered. A frown over coming the neutral set of his features. It had not been only one question, and he didn't much like that she was deflecting. He wasn't going to press her though, at least not yet.

As it turned out he needn't have worried. At first the question she asked him seemed completely random, assuming for a handful of seconds she really was talking about the movie before realization dawned. They were back to using the movie as crutch for their conversation. It really did work nicely. "No, she's got nothing to worry about from anyone or thing in the king's past."

There had been a time when his affection had rested solely on Aislin, he wasn't about to deny it. Back when it had been just the two of them on their own, and just before she had left. He'd believed back then that they would be together, but he'd been wrong. The hurt of her disappearance had stripped away whatever romantic inclinations he'd ever had for her, and his love for Junko cancelled out the rest. She was no threat to the futakuchi-onna.

The jikininki sighed softly at Junko as she pressed on. He didn't really mind the line of questions, nor her worries, but he wished she'd stop hiding her face. This seemed the sort of conversation that needed eye contact, not that he was really an authority on these sorts of things. Granted, it was very hard to see her looking so worried and miserable, specially after what they'd shared, what they'd admitted. It didn't fit the evening, and he wasn't exactly sure when things had turned from exciting and happy to this. It seemed a very sudden turn of mood.

While he was still thinking over just how to explain things to her so she'd understand she blurted out an apology and drew his attention down to her with an upward twitch of dark brows. He didn't even get a chance to ask what she was saying sorry for before she was hastily climbing off his lap to make an escape towards the door. "Hold it." Not this time, sister.

Looping an arm around her middle he dragged her back against him and wrapped both arms around her in a rather tight embrace. Chin coming to rest on her shoulder so he could speak softly beside her ear. "You're not going anywhere, and neither am I." His tone was, admittedly, a little annoyed, but he worked to keep it soft.

"Feelings do change, you've got a point there," he was going to be very honest, and very clear. "I used to have feelings fo Aislin a long time ago back when it had just been the two of us trying to survive. She was my best friend, and after so long I started to feel more." He wasn't trying to hurt her by telling her all this, and he really hoped she realized it. It was just very important right now to say it all, so she would understand. "So far as I know she never felt the same, and one day out of the blue she just vanished. Not a word of goodbye, no note, no explanation, nothing. She was just gone." There was a thread of sadness to his voice. He was still rather raw over the manner of their departure. "She didn't care enough about me to stay, and the hurt she left behind was enough to change my feelings for her." Ah, the point of his story arrives.

His arms tightened on the ghoul in his lap, and he turned his head so he was speaking against the warmth of her neck. "She's still my friend, I doubt that will ever change. Still very important to me, but I don't feel the same for her. She hurt me, and I can't forget that pain. When I saw her in the library at the open house and felt nothing more then friendship.. It was a relief." On so many levels. "What happened in the past, and what I feel for you.. Junko, I'm not going anywhere."

One hand slipped from around her waist so he could smooth her hair back from her face as she leaned her cheek against him. Lips moving agianst her neck in a series of soft kisses. Silly ghoul, she didn't have to apologize for something like this. "It's ok," he murmured against the warmth of her skin, tone falling into a quieter, more reassuring level. "If somethings bothering you you should always talk about it. Nothing can ever change or be worked out or explained if you keep your worries to yourself, and they'll just grow and fester."

It hadn't been her bringing Aislin up that had annoyed him, but her attempt to run away from issue, away from him. Afraid of what he'd think, or worst, afraid of his answer.

He shifted in the chair so he could pull her completely into his lap with her legs laying over one of the arms. Pulling the blanket up snugly around them before pulling the lever that popped the foot rest out. She wasn't going anywhere. They were going to lay here and cuddle and try to watch what was left of the movie, or maybe just some tv. Hell, they could have even resumed talking for all the jikininki cared, he just didn't want her to leave.

There had been a little more to what he'd been saying though, and he was going to finish before they did anything else. "I was relieved because I didn't want to feel anything for her. The only one I want to feel anything for is you."

Junko cuddled up comfortably against his chest and beneath his chin and he gave a happy little sigh as he tilted his head to rest his cheek against the top of her head. Human hand moving up so he could trail his fingers up and down her bare arm. "It's fine, we'll just have to watch it again some other time." It's not like he didn't know the entire movie by heart, and she didn't know what she'd missed, so it wasn't a big deal. It was better that they'd talked things out, and Seiji for one felt lighter having gotten things off his chest. Hopefully it would help his ghoulfriend not to worry.

Smoothing her hair from her forehead he gave her a soft kiss before going back to his idle petting along her arm. She sounded tired now, and he couldn't blame her. It'd been a long LONG day, and it finally seemed to be winding down enough for sleep to catch up to them. Well, her. Seiji didn't often feel tired. He slept, but not for long, and only out of familiar habit. These days he seemed to be sleeping more and more, but it was completely due to having a beautiful ghoul curled up next to him in bed.

He didn't bother saying anything else. If she wanted to talk more she'd surely fill the comfortable silence, but if she would rather doze off in his arms he was perfectly content with that. Reaching out beside him he grabbed the remote off the dresser so he could turn the volume down a few clicks, then sat the thing back where he'd gotten it before settling his hand on the ghoul's hip.