（ he presses a kiss between sasuke's breasts, a deep and intensely physical return of that sentiment, love sheltered in the space between them like a precious thing — but sasuke's next statement drags him immediately from the blissful haze of emotionality and warmth, intently alert to the note of bemused concern in the man's tone. he pulls back, steadying sasuke's hips against him, and...
blinks.
fucking 'um' indeed. ）
Uh.
（ what an articulate bunch, these two. he reaches one hand out to curve against the shell of an egg, expression utterly and almost alienly blank as he surveys the sheer number of them peppered around their joined repose. ）
I'm going to go out on a limb and say this isn't some ninja snake thing of yours, right?
no subject
blinks.
fucking 'um' indeed. ）
Uh.
（ what an articulate bunch, these two. he reaches one hand out to curve against the shell of an egg, expression utterly and almost alienly blank as he surveys the sheer number of them peppered around their joined repose. ）
I'm going to go out on a limb and say this isn't some ninja snake thing of yours, right?