Sweetheart, I could wrap you in ribbon, roll you in glitter, and slap a rubber chicken on ya junk like a dick koozie and it wouldn't look stupid. You can pull off any look. Something about the cheekbones.

（ he cups his cheeks playfully in demonstration, thumbs tracing along the bone. a faint lift of his hips nudges the head of his cock against sasuke's lips, but gently. ）

We help each other. That's part of the fun. Never settle for someone who doesn't water you.

（ ... hold on — ）

Sorry, Chiskikani thing. Mutual growth and crop-tending metaphor. Just a down-home farmboy at my core, huh?