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[armwriostle]

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[armwriostle]

[He barks out a laugh, playfully leaving a few nips on Kizuna's neck. Not enough to leave a mark, but the other can definitely feel the graze of sharp canines against delicate skin.]

They never said we couldn't. Should I not use what I'm given to its fullest extent?

[He gently laces their fingers together, his Vision held so lovingly and protectively against Kizuna's bare chest.] When you say stuff like that, it's exactly why I won't let you out of my bed. You're asking for it.

[relater]

Better to ask for forgiveness than permission? [ Kizuna tilts into the draw of teeth against his skin, thoughtful and yielding. ] I'll keep asking for it too, if that's the case.

[ Not that this sounds unpleasant in any way. In fact, there's a deep and powerful lull to it: like having a piece of Wriothesley's heart pressed to his own beneath the clasp of hands. ]

I'm prepared for that. Are you?

[armwriostle]

[He presses kisses to Kizuna's neck, sucking on the skin to leave new marks for the other. There's no way the empath was going to leave the next morning without being littered in countless marks. Wriothesley can't help himself.] You know I'll forgive everytime. [He's so weak for them after all.]

Hah. Darling, you know I'm about going to make a mess of you, don't you? [He flips the other onto their stomach before pressing his chest against Kizuna's back, cool breath against their neck as he nuzzles against it. The grind of hips and the press of something hard sliding against the other's cheeks.] Hold onto that for me in the meantime, alright?

[He presses a kiss to Kizuna's neck.] I'm prepared to spend my entire day with you.