relater: (99.)
ᴋᴀɢᴀᴍɪ "schrodinger's ikemen" ᴋɪᴢᴜɴᴀ. ([personal profile] relater) wrote in [personal profile] armwriostle 2024-04-14 10:59 pm (UTC)

[ He made this broken bed and now he has to lay in it.

Kizuna's chest twinges and his gut pulls taut at the sudden lay of those teeth into him, the awful glare in Wriothesley's eye. His body weaves with it, anticipation and delight flourishing as a shudder, a low moan rolled in the back of his throat. It would have been enough to simply be on the other end of that force, but to know it'd been kindled and stoked to life this strongly because of his genuine desires...

It's doing horrible to things to him. Kizuna huffs, a little knocked off his balance by it but no less eager.
]

Only to see you. [ Sterling, low. ] But suddenly I'm feeling overdressed for it...

[ Gold flashes prettily beneath long lashes and Kizuna taps his foot against the back of Wriothesley's thigh. ]

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