[ That crescendo of noise hollows in his ears, the laugh that sticks hot in his chest, the heavy creak of the bed as their combined weight sags against it. Just the sound of the man's breathing, the touch of his lips on skin... maybe he is a menace. But he really likes him so much and he has no idea what else to do about it.
Honesty flares in his blood, the thick rush it within his pulse: he couldn't stay away, even if he wanted to. What else is there to do but get closer? Breath stuttering quietly in his chest at the feeling of knees causing deep divots in the mattress at his sides, Kizuna's free arm sweeps up beneath the material of his shirt, exposing the scorching width of his back to open air. ]
Okay. [ It's that easy. ] Don't stop.
[ Tilting his head aside, the muscle of his neck makes the bitemark there stretch dark and bruised. Looking at Wriothesley from the corner of his eye, he smiles. ]
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Honesty flares in his blood, the thick rush it within his pulse: he couldn't stay away, even if he wanted to. What else is there to do but get closer? Breath stuttering quietly in his chest at the feeling of knees causing deep divots in the mattress at his sides, Kizuna's free arm sweeps up beneath the material of his shirt, exposing the scorching width of his back to open air. ]
Okay. [ It's that easy. ] Don't stop.
[ Tilting his head aside, the muscle of his neck makes the bitemark there stretch dark and bruised. Looking at Wriothesley from the corner of his eye, he smiles. ]
Make it yours.