[Just for the sake of it, he puts on a show of resistance â craning away without any intent to actually escape the kiss, or the arms that hold him. It is a playfulness that still often surprises him, perhaps more so for how easy it is to return.]
You're ridiculous.
[Yet his face is warm, and there is an undeniable softness to the words on the hinge of that affectionate declaration. I love you. He could hear it for the rest of his life and it would never become tired.]
Oh yeah? And yet you're still here, so what does that make you?
īŧ cy rubs their noses together with an aggressively playful motion, and then he hooks his hands under sasuke's thighs, pulling him back into the ease of his embrace. īŧ
C'mon, sweetheart. The collar ain't properly christened until I paint your guts while you moan like a wanton whore.
īŧ he nips at the boy's jaw, one hand exploring his chest, rolling a nipple between thumb and forefinger. īŧ
If you can walk in a straight line tomorrow it'll be a personal failing of mine, actually, so let's get a head start to spare my ego.
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Date: 2024-04-06 04:26 pm (UTC)You're ridiculous.
[Yet his face is warm, and there is an undeniable softness to the words on the hinge of that affectionate declaration. I love you. He could hear it for the rest of his life and it would never become tired.]
(fade to marathon sex + collars + probably sasuke crying again)
Date: 2024-04-07 01:07 am (UTC)īŧ cy rubs their noses together with an aggressively playful motion, and then he hooks his hands under sasuke's thighs, pulling him back into the ease of his embrace. īŧ
C'mon, sweetheart. The collar ain't properly christened until I paint your guts while you moan like a wanton whore.
īŧ he nips at the boy's jaw, one hand exploring his chest, rolling a nipple between thumb and forefinger. īŧ
If you can walk in a straight line tomorrow it'll be a personal failing of mine, actually, so let's get a head start to spare my ego.