[Don't think he hasn't noted the strength of that grip as the other tries to stop his onslaught of tickling. Wriothesley laughs and he moves until Kizuna is on his back and he's straddling the other, making it even harder for the empath to escape his fingers gently digging into their sides and stomach.] Is it unfair or me taking advantage of a weakness?
[Oh, but he can't help but lean down to press a kiss to that pout. It won't stop him, but Wriothesley laughs and smile in such a childish way, bright and happy. The weariness the man had shown when he had opened the door of his room seems so faraway suddenly.]
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[Oh, but he can't help but lean down to press a kiss to that pout. It won't stop him, but Wriothesley laughs and smile in such a childish way, bright and happy. The weariness the man had shown when he had opened the door of his room seems so faraway suddenly.]
Hold that thought then.