(huh, inupi wants to play. the cold hands rise chills on his skin, and oh, boy. he even forgot the pizza should be on its way - instead, he'd decided to show inupi a little affection, since it seems like he's asking for it.
he turns, bringing his hands to curl around the other's shirt, slowly and teasingly, until it abruptly ends. his smile is the last thing inupi gets to see from his face in the time being before koko sets him on the nearest wall, lips attacking skin.)
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(huh, inupi wants to play. the cold hands rise chills on his skin, and oh, boy. he even forgot the pizza should be on its way - instead, he'd decided to show inupi a little affection, since it seems like he's asking for it.
he turns, bringing his hands to curl around the other's shirt, slowly and teasingly, until it abruptly ends. his smile is the last thing inupi gets to see from his face in the time being before koko sets him on the nearest wall, lips attacking skin.)
You're mine, too.