[ Listen, he’s still trying to sort out his feelings about all of this! Especially since he thinks Wriothesley had gone too easy on him, and that rankles him like nothing else.
Normally, he wouldn’t care, but…
Ugh, if a kiss is what it takes to be acknowledged by a good opponent, then… ]
You—!
[ And that’s how he gets a throat full of Wriothesley’s tongue—or at any rate, it feels like it when that kiss almost knocks the rest of his thoughts out of his mind, filling him up with dizzying heat and warmth and even some vague sense of satisfaction that they’d come together like this.
So don’t mind him if he grasps at Wriothesley’s shoulders, clinging to him as he squeezes his eyes tightly shut and focuses on keeping his jaw as unhinged as possible so he can let Wriothesley do whatever he wants with him.
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Normally, he wouldn’t care, but…
Ugh, if a kiss is what it takes to be acknowledged by a good opponent, then… ]
You—!
[ And that’s how he gets a throat full of Wriothesley’s tongue—or at any rate, it feels like it when that kiss almost knocks the rest of his thoughts out of his mind, filling him up with dizzying heat and warmth and even some vague sense of satisfaction that they’d come together like this.
So don’t mind him if he grasps at Wriothesley’s shoulders, clinging to him as he squeezes his eyes tightly shut and focuses on keeping his jaw as unhinged as possible so he can let Wriothesley do whatever he wants with him.
He’s a very normal kisser. ]