[ It's not as if the location matters too much right now: there's no one else around, no one who might stumble upon them behind a locked gate and a cold night. It means he tucks closer against Tsurumaru, tilts his head a little more to deepen that kiss, to let himself be just a little bit selfish in his desires.
When they pause, just to breathe, he wonders absently if his cheeks are red, if his lips are the same colour from the depth of their kisses, expression warm. Soft. His heart is racing in his chest, and he sighs as he leans in to steal another.
no subject
When they pause, just to breathe, he wonders absently if his cheeks are red, if his lips are the same colour from the depth of their kisses, expression warm. Soft. His heart is racing in his chest, and he sighs as he leans in to steal another.
This is something he could get used to. ]