sotoshini: jinrou (𝒢 π“†π“Šπ’Ύπ‘’π“‰ 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 π’Άπ“π‘œπ“ƒπ‘’)
Ι΄α΄€α΄›sα΄œΙ΄α΄β€‹ γ€Œ 小出」 ([personal profile] sotoshini) wrote 2019-05-08 04:06 pm (UTC)

[ Natsuno lets himself fold under those kisses, clumsiness, messiness, sheer intensity and all. Sweet and sanguine, and more intoxicating than the sake in his veins. He's no stranger to the pangs of want and hunger, but this is different, more wanton in a way he never knew he was capable of.

Instinctively he moves to catch more of the kisses, shifting to his side before righting them both so he's more properly flush against the soft give of the futon. Though he could be laying on a mound of stones and he wouldn't care.

There's even less room for words now as they settle and Natsuno makes sure of it, pressing forward himself when too many bits and pieces threaten to come inbetween them. When they finally meet properly there's no resistance or restraint at all, just full and utter acquiescence.

How long they're like this is irrelevant, and it's difficult to say when he notices the pinprick amongst everything else. It's also something he knows well, distinct from any lovebites up to this point. As much as he doesn't want to, he slips some words when he can. ]


...I guess you like this too. [ Licking his lips, somehow this is the point when he feels embarrassed. ]

I didn't get you did I?

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