just forget the world

Hattori didn't doubt that nor would he ever. It was such a rare thing, given his profession, but Hattori trusted Venom as much as a man like him possibly could. And his heart, as conflicted and wanting as it was, it beat for her. Even if he struggled to act and say as much. She kissed him, soft, sweet and chaste- and it dawned on Hattori like a looming shadow that it had been his first kiss. And despite himself, despite everything that made him who he was, he wanted another. And perhaps even another after that, but maybe that was just the sake talking.

He leaned into her, angling his head down as his eyes flittered closed. He felt, smelled and heard nothing that wasn't Venom. In that moment she was his all, as she rightly deserved. It was as though he was seized, as though a man with lowered inhibitions took the reins as he bowed to kiss her again, pressing his still tingling lips against hers as the fluff of his chest intermingled with hers. His heartrate picked up within his chest as his paw coming up hook over her shoulder to pull her deeper into his embrace. This was why he'd held out for so long; once the floodgates were open there was no stopping what happened next.