īŧ there's a soft murmur against his throat — je t'aime, murmured like a curl of smoke that subsumes the senses, and then cy kisses the point just below his ear, against his hair, his cheek — migrating back to sasuke's mouth. he licks into it, enjoying the way the boy yields to him — and draws away with a bite to his bottom lip. īŧ
Hey. I don't like to leave things unsaid. īŧ as if anyone would suspect him of such a fucking thing given the sheer volume of words that fall out of his mouth tbh.
though he hasn't quite returned to the original distance between them, he has hooked two fingers back against that collar. there's a tug — pay attention. īŧ No one else gets this. Personal collars like this represent a bond. It's a pledge.
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Date: 2024-03-28 12:51 am (UTC)Hey. I don't like to leave things unsaid. īŧ as if anyone would suspect him of such a fucking thing given the sheer volume of words that fall out of his mouth tbh.
though he hasn't quite returned to the original distance between them, he has hooked two fingers back against that collar. there's a tug — pay attention. īŧ No one else gets this. Personal collars like this represent a bond. It's a pledge.