[Sherwood glides his hand out of his glove, reaching to wrap it around the hanging fabric from Fuuta's mouth afterward. He extends a bare finger after, tickling beneath the young man's chin as one might a pet. Cute thing.]
Why, thank you. [he teases, dragging the bare finger tip to Fuuta's lips again after,]
If I kiss you, are you going to cough thorns into my mouth? [Before Fuuta can answer, Sherwood laughs beneath his breath and drops his touch, instead gripping Fuuta's chin so he doesn't move away,]
Well, it would be worth it. [He'll kiss Fuuta, being just fine with the consequences]
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Why, thank you. [he teases, dragging the bare finger tip to Fuuta's lips again after,]
If I kiss you, are you going to cough thorns into my mouth? [Before Fuuta can answer, Sherwood laughs beneath his breath and drops his touch, instead gripping Fuuta's chin so he doesn't move away,]
Well, it would be worth it. [He'll kiss Fuuta, being just fine with the consequences]