（ a companionable pat to sasuke's side, and then he slips from the bed with a push of his hand and a hook of his ankle on the frame at the foot of the bed. he makes it look surprisingly agile — and the rummage is a quick business. he cleans his hands and in a rather contrary moment of behaviour, he leaves the container just as he found it despite a moment's careless rummaging.
can't keep his own space clean to save his life. does respect the sanctity of other's, though.
the hop back to bed is equally quick and graceful, and then he's right about back where he started — perhaps a little closer, propped up on his side.
this bed is absolutely not long enough for him. his ankles hang awkwardly off the edge of the bed, and unless he wants to jam his head right up against the other side he's just resigned to being comically outsized for this stupid little coffin room. shitty as his own quarters are, he's surprised to find that one lesser rank is treated that much worse as far as accommodations go. one more reason to give the good ol' single finger salute to the proprietors, as far as he's concerned.
but he's not worried about the hot, black rage that makes a bid for his emotional regulation at the moment. he's got other, more pressing things to focus on, and the anger is easily set aside.
(it has to be.)
he pats down the blankets and towel until he tracks down the bottle of lube, and then he nestles it between their bodies, within easy reach. ）
Okay, dealer's choice. （ poker jokes. apt. ） We can do it like this and I can fold your leg up （ a pat to sasuke's nearer thigh. ） Gives me a good angle and lets me kiss you stupid. I could get between your thighs, same thing. I'd say stomach, but I wanna watch you come.
（ whisper-light, he trails a finger up the length of sasuke's cock, barely making contact. teasing? absolutely. ） One other thing. No touching your dick. You're gonna want to, so let me know now if you think you can control yourself or if I need to think of something else.
（ mm, actually, with their earlier conversation in mind — ）
I don't mean tying or restraints. I mean I will literally just hold your hand.
no subject
（ a companionable pat to sasuke's side, and then he slips from the bed with a push of his hand and a hook of his ankle on the frame at the foot of the bed. he makes it look surprisingly agile — and the rummage is a quick business. he cleans his hands and in a rather contrary moment of behaviour, he leaves the container just as he found it despite a moment's careless rummaging.
can't keep his own space clean to save his life. does respect the sanctity of other's, though.
the hop back to bed is equally quick and graceful, and then he's right about back where he started — perhaps a little closer, propped up on his side.
this bed is absolutely not long enough for him. his ankles hang awkwardly off the edge of the bed, and unless he wants to jam his head right up against the other side he's just resigned to being comically outsized for this stupid little coffin room. shitty as his own quarters are, he's surprised to find that one lesser rank is treated that much worse as far as accommodations go. one more reason to give the good ol' single finger salute to the proprietors, as far as he's concerned.
but he's not worried about the hot, black rage that makes a bid for his emotional regulation at the moment. he's got other, more pressing things to focus on, and the anger is easily set aside.
(it has to be.)
he pats down the blankets and towel until he tracks down the bottle of lube, and then he nestles it between their bodies, within easy reach. ）
Okay, dealer's choice. （ poker jokes. apt. ） We can do it like this and I can fold your leg up （ a pat to sasuke's nearer thigh. ） Gives me a good angle and lets me kiss you stupid. I could get between your thighs, same thing. I'd say stomach, but I wanna watch you come.
（ whisper-light, he trails a finger up the length of sasuke's cock, barely making contact. teasing? absolutely. ） One other thing. No touching your dick. You're gonna want to, so let me know now if you think you can control yourself or if I need to think of something else.
（ mm, actually, with their earlier conversation in mind — ）
I don't mean tying or restraints. I mean I will literally just hold your hand.