[Anon drinks everything in, the sighs and the familiar sweetness of the venom that flavors a good deal of their kisses these days, like he's the one currently stealing a taste or five. And in a way he is, of course; he crowds Natsuno up against the side of the onsen because everything is still too hot and slippery, and it might be the temperatures or it might be the larger shot of venom or it might just be Natsuno blurring out his thoughts and knocking him off balance in all the ways.
He lets himself be moved and shifted as long as it's closer, as long as there's more contact and more skin under his hands searching for both purchase and something grounding. This is truly uncharted territory and it's as exciting as it is disorienting, so he lets Natsuno's instincts guide them for the moment.
The nibbling itself is strangely thrilling and also maddening all at once, the contact just there but not quite enough, and it draws out an impatient groan. Greedily, Anon tries to deepen the kiss even more, even though they're already wrapped all the way around each other and way too deep into all of this. He probably wouldn't know the word moderation if it slapped him in the face with the entire onsen's worth of water right now.
(His blood is hot, runs hotter than a human's even if it's easy to mistake it for the conditions in the onsen the way Natsuno is doing it -- what can't be missed is the faintly electric aftertaste, like taking a quick shot of energy, something that can't be found in any human anywhere.)]
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He lets himself be moved and shifted as long as it's closer, as long as there's more contact and more skin under his hands searching for both purchase and something grounding. This is truly uncharted territory and it's as exciting as it is disorienting, so he lets Natsuno's instincts guide them for the moment.
The nibbling itself is strangely thrilling and also maddening all at once, the contact just there but not quite enough, and it draws out an impatient groan. Greedily, Anon tries to deepen the kiss even more, even though they're already wrapped all the way around each other and way too deep into all of this. He probably wouldn't know the word moderation if it slapped him in the face with the entire onsen's worth of water right now.
(His blood is hot, runs hotter than a human's even if it's easy to mistake it for the conditions in the onsen the way Natsuno is doing it -- what can't be missed is the faintly electric aftertaste, like taking a quick shot of energy, something that can't be found in any human anywhere.)]