Date: 2022-12-08 01:02 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] heelsfaceburn
[He snorts, and he already kind of knows where Koko was heading with that, but he doesn't call him out on it. Koko's shy, and in a way, it's more amusing to watch him fumble about the idea. Inupi-- Well, Inupi's simple. He already likes where they are, and he likes working in the shop.

He stands up so he can toss the towel into the laundry basket, wrapping his arms around Koko so he can rest his chin on his shoulder.]


Wanna have it on your thigh? I'll be the only one to see it.

[He kisses the side of his neck, murmuring the words into his skin.]

Date: 2022-12-11 09:31 am (UTC)
heelsfaceburn: (14)
From: [personal profile] heelsfaceburn
You're mine anyway.

[So clearly, he's allowed to be possessive. It comes with the territory. Inupi wouldn't deny such a thing even if it sounded accusatory instead of teasing. He sneaks his hands up Koko's shirt, his palms still cold, and presses them flat on his tummy as he smiles.]

You already knew that when we started dating.

Date: 2022-12-12 02:17 pm (UTC)
heelsfaceburn: (15)
From: [personal profile] heelsfaceburn
Yeah, I am.

[He laughs, his breath catching in his throat as he feels Koko's lips against his neck, the collar of his shirt wide enough to expose far more skin than necessary. It was an old shirt, ratty and probably in need of throwing away. He never does, even if Koko can afford to buy him some luxury t-shirt that probably costs more than his paycheck. He needed some place to rebel from all this fancy stuff.

He reaches up and curls his fingers into Koko's hair, letting the locks slide in the gaps between as he wraps an arm loosely around him.]


Who's possessive now?

Date: 2022-12-20 11:05 pm (UTC)
heelsfaceburn: (12)
From: [personal profile] heelsfaceburn
Fuck.

[Koko definitely isn't as strong as Inupi, but he can't deny how hot it is that Koko just lifts him up like that. The wall on his back helps with it, but it didn't matter. Koko's got his lips on him, marking him up as though claiming his territory, and Inupi has been too passive this whole time.

He wraps his legs around him securely, even as he tugs at Koko's shirt, enough to lift it up and slip his hands underneath, mapping the planes on his body with his fingers.

He rubs a nipple between his thumb and forefinger, his other hand sliding to rest on his back even as heat in his body builds up. The pizza place is too close to do anything more than fooling around, but it's easy to forget that with the feel of Koko's lips and teeth on his skin.]


Koko, feels good.

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