[ Flipped flat on his back and made prone, his heartbeat flutters and then straight scrambles up into the hollow of this throat when he realizes that his bid for freedom did not work as he hoped. He opens his mouth to protest and finds that avenue quickly sealed off with a kiss — the defeated grumble against Wriothesley's lips erupts into a peel of laughter as he's released into the waiting grasp of his hands. ]
I won't! Not — [ a choked back gasp, then a giggle ] — if you keep it up..!
[ Not that he has any chance of speaking normally anyway as he tries to curl and swat and wiggle away from the onslaught, laughter bubbling up straight from his gut. ]
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I won't! Not — [ a choked back gasp, then a giggle ] — if you keep it up..!
[ Not that he has any chance of speaking normally anyway as he tries to curl and swat and wiggle away from the onslaught, laughter bubbling up straight from his gut. ]