if you're fine with making out in the elevator now we can do that after all. he still has the bedspread folded over one arm, but he slides the fingers of his free hand through her hair, cradling the back of her head as he kisses her again, more deeply ]
[ she definitely seems okay with it--at least, one would presume if she wasn't, she wouldn't be gently running her tongue across his full lower lip while she reaches up with one hand to stroke his face from his cheek to the roots of his hair at his temple all the way to the tip of his pointed ear. ]
[ the elevator dings and comes to a halt back at Taisho. he ignores it.
angles his head a little bit into the touch of her hand as he parts his lips to meet her tongue with his, drawing hers into his own mouth to suck on with a swallowing motion. he pets her hair almost thoughtlessly, fingertips massaging circles into her scalp, and if she peeks she can watch his eyelashes flutter when she strokes his ear ]
wheezes I only just now realized my last tag was with the wrong journal fkmsd
[ look, it's fine if they're playing around on the hellevator, there's what, nine others?
it's rude to watch, but what he doesn't know won't hurt him, right? of course--when he starts petting her hair, and massaging her scalp, her eyes close again and she moans, soft and needy, into the kiss as she presses herself closer, emboldened to so far as moving her hand into the opening of his kimono. she's so hungry for touch, always, and--it's been (what's felt like) a really long time since the last time anyone's touched her like this (the hellevator fiasco from minutes ago excluded)--even though a part of her distantly remembers they were going to go visit Shuten and it would be much nicer if it was three of them doing this instead of just the two--she's impatient, and hungry. ]
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although I guess she will also let him talk, maybe, some. ]
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if you're fine with making out in the elevator now we can do that after all. he still has the bedspread folded over one arm, but he slides the fingers of his free hand through her hair, cradling the back of her head as he kisses her again, more deeply ]
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angles his head a little bit into the touch of her hand as he parts his lips to meet her tongue with his, drawing hers into his own mouth to suck on with a swallowing motion. he pets her hair almost thoughtlessly, fingertips massaging circles into her scalp, and if she peeks she can watch his eyelashes flutter when she strokes his ear ]
wheezes I only just now realized my last tag was with the wrong journal fkmsd
it's rude to watch, but what he doesn't know won't hurt him, right? of course--when he starts petting her hair, and massaging her scalp, her eyes close again and she moans, soft and needy, into the kiss as she presses herself closer, emboldened to so far as moving her hand into the opening of his kimono. she's so hungry for touch, always, and--it's been (what's felt like) a really long time since the last time anyone's touched her like this (the hellevator fiasco from minutes ago excluded)--even though a part of her distantly remembers they were going to go visit Shuten and it would be much nicer if it was three of them doing this instead of just the two--she's impatient, and hungry. ]
I’ve missed Hiyori
Did you change your mind?
She's a good girl too.
... I--I would like to do more with you
But Shuten will be out of the shower soon. We shouldn't leave him waiting.
... And... I'd like to do those things. With both of you.
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If you like.
[ impassive words like always, but he sounds approving ]
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[ said. with more forcefulness. trying to be! assertive! and confident! even if she feels the opposite of both of those things. ]
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Then, let's gather these up again.
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[ Picking up and dusting off this stuff. What Shuten doesn't know won't hurt him!! ]
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