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화이 ⚘ ᴀɴssɪ ᴇsɪᴋᴋᴏ ᴋɪᴇʟᴏ ʙʟᴏᴇᴍʀᴏsᴇ ([personal profile] loosestrifes) wrote 2024-05-29 06:08 am (UTC)

( It's kind of fun, to stumble back to a room like this. So why was so Kirma against the flirty phrasing of inviting him back in the first place? Who knows. But now, they're there, the room is spacious and comfortable, unlike his own, and he eagerly follows Kirma, his eyes only briefly acknowledging the changes to the room. That's a thought for later.

For now, he grabs a fistful of Kirma's lazy looking shirt, fingers curling tightly so that he can yank him into a kiss as they walk. It's stumbling, and he's sure he slips into an accidental bite of lip or tongue more than once, and maybe steps on Kirma's foot somewhere, but it's heated, it's nice, it's exactly what he was looking for.

Something mindless. Something to not think about while the floating feeling of alcohol runs through his body. Something... consistent, maybe. Something less risky than the less.

The more he reaffirms it, though, the more some strange, creeping anxieties seem to crop up. And so he focuses on the taste of the alcohol on Kirma's tongue, on shoving him back onto the bed and crawling into his lap immediately after, on craning his neck downwards to meet his eyes and kiss the corner of his mouth again.

He doesn't want to talk. He just wants to feel. )

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