( thanks for not ruining the moment by being a freak!
their journey back to the room is a winding one, punctuated by stumbles and the occasional return to their earlier kiss, against a wall here, in the elevator car there. the lingering effects of esi’s selections have kirma pawing at him in an uncharacterically clingy manner, more for attention and closeness than anything else; the power of knocking back three strong drinks in a row with nothing to temper them shouldn’t be underestimated. that’ll be a lesson well-learned in the morning.
thankfully, it’s still the evening. this time, when kirma fumbles with the door lock, it’s from the looseness of his body and a vision that threatens to swim rather than an unfamiliarity with the watch. another thing he’s begun to get used to, and even take for granted. the suite inside is as much the same as it is changed. the layout seems to have flipped itself, and there are a few, more subtle changes: an alternate upholstery pattern, a different tile in the kitchen. none of their belongings are out of place, and that’s what counts. probably.
kirma doesn’t think to mention it, already dragging esi towards the bed before the door even clicks shut. it’s his turn to be the impatient one, though just for a closeness rather than any specific intimacy; more than ever, he doesn’t care what happens, as long as it starts that happening, like— ten seconds ago. )
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their journey back to the room is a winding one, punctuated by stumbles and the occasional return to their earlier kiss, against a wall here, in the elevator car there. the lingering effects of esi’s selections have kirma pawing at him in an uncharacterically clingy manner, more for attention and closeness than anything else; the power of knocking back three strong drinks in a row with nothing to temper them shouldn’t be underestimated. that’ll be a lesson well-learned in the morning.
thankfully, it’s still the evening. this time, when kirma fumbles with the door lock, it’s from the looseness of his body and a vision that threatens to swim rather than an unfamiliarity with the watch. another thing he’s begun to get used to, and even take for granted. the suite inside is as much the same as it is changed. the layout seems to have flipped itself, and there are a few, more subtle changes: an alternate upholstery pattern, a different tile in the kitchen. none of their belongings are out of place, and that’s what counts. probably.
kirma doesn’t think to mention it, already dragging esi towards the bed before the door even clicks shut. it’s his turn to be the impatient one, though just for a closeness rather than any specific intimacy; more than ever, he doesn’t care what happens, as long as it starts that happening, like— ten seconds ago. )