the mohawk hummed into the kiss, a sound filled with pleasure and love.
he loved how he was treating em— not with some kind of violence, but soft
like he didn’t want to break em, even though aikuro didn’t seem fragile.
but he cared a lot for em, and he never showed that soft side to anyone
but aikuro.
as their kiss was broken he moved a hand to caress eir cheek.
‘if that’s too much of an issue why don’t you punish me for it?’,
he asked the teacher with a slight teasing voice, blowing against
eir lips.
A coy smile spread across Aikuro’s lips as Tsumugu spoke, and e let out a soft bark of laughter, pulling back to give him an amused look. “Ohoho, not even awake for a few minutes and you’re already teasing, huh?”
Hands gliding down the other’s hips, a playful squeeze against skin. “You know, we haven’t left the apartment in forever. They’re probably wondering where we went.” E presses teasing, chaste kisses up Tsumugu’s neck and jaw, the words almost offhand, irrelevant.
