[He laps at the bite mark with his tongue. Kizuna might feel just a slight shift in temperature from the boxer. A cool wetness as he runs his tongue as though to soothe the mark before leaving another bite or hickey over neck and shoulder.
Hands sneak under Kizuna's shirt, fingers gliding over abdomen with rough hands. Despite how warm they are surrounded by blankets and sheets, his touch is somewhat cool. His Vision tucked into his pants pocket being manipulated to cool the space around them just a little to keep temperature comfortable.]
Beautiful. [Cool breath against skin.] You're beautiful...
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Hands sneak under Kizuna's shirt, fingers gliding over abdomen with rough hands. Despite how warm they are surrounded by blankets and sheets, his touch is somewhat cool. His Vision tucked into his pants pocket being manipulated to cool the space around them just a little to keep temperature comfortable.]
Beautiful. [Cool breath against skin.] You're beautiful...