( you probably don’t want to do that, dude. to give kirma some credit, he’s certainly bathing with more regularity than he ever did, back home— but he also did kill a lot of time today chasing rabbits after being expressly told not to. while the grime is more surface-level it certainly isn’t absent: grass, dirt, sweat, livestock, all things you generally wouldn’t want to make a perfume out of.
none of these things bother him, of course. mollified by the combination of attention and temptation, he turns to nip at esi’s ear, by the piercing. he’d tug on the earring itself, but he’ll probably get scolded for putting his filthy mouth on something so precious, or some other eye-rollingly spoiled complaint. with only one hand free— something that keeps happening, lately— he slips it under esi’s durumagi in the spot conveniently opened for him, running a hand up the back of his shirt and only leaving a little dirt behind. you know, for him. )
No, I did— perhaps you’re the one who needs reading lessons?
( it’s more flirting than it is any real argument, but this is a pretty good turn of events after the bickering from earlier, at least in kirma’s opinion. )
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none of these things bother him, of course. mollified by the combination of attention and temptation, he turns to nip at esi’s ear, by the piercing. he’d tug on the earring itself, but he’ll probably get scolded for putting his filthy mouth on something so precious, or some other eye-rollingly spoiled complaint. with only one hand free— something that keeps happening, lately— he slips it under esi’s durumagi in the spot conveniently opened for him, running a hand up the back of his shirt and only leaving a little dirt behind. you know, for him. )
No, I did— perhaps you’re the one who needs reading lessons?
( it’s more flirting than it is any real argument, but this is a pretty good turn of events after the bickering from earlier, at least in kirma’s opinion. )