[ There's a red oval engraved into Minato's pale skin, one that'll probably last about as long as the bruise on his neck. Or maybe it'll take even longer to fade away, considering how it felt as though Akira bit him a little harder this time, perhaps egged on by a glimpse of Minato when his guard's down. Not that he hadn't been open and sincere the last time, but this time he's more unabashed about meeting Akira partway.
The tongue laving over the mark soothes at his skin, drawing a breathy whimper from Minato as his nails dig tiny crescents into his palm. Maybe Akira will leave yet another mark the next time they tangle in each other. The thought of that has him sinking his nails even deeper into his palms.
...he's already thinking about the "next time," huh. ]
...maybe a little.
[ It's about as close to a "yes" that Minato's willing to offer.
Minato leans forward with a small exhale, unclenching one of his hands to lift it to the back of his head. He rubs it a bit sheepishly and nods. ]
Yeah. I just -- I wasn't expecting that.
[ Ah. Akira's so close to exactly where Minato wants him. So Minato shakes his head, allowing his hand to drop to his side. ]
It's fine.
[ Given the fact that he can feel Akira's breath near the junction of his leg, he'll probably forget the low throb in the back of his head very, very soon. ]
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The tongue laving over the mark soothes at his skin, drawing a breathy whimper from Minato as his nails dig tiny crescents into his palm. Maybe Akira will leave yet another mark the next time they tangle in each other. The thought of that has him sinking his nails even deeper into his palms.
...he's already thinking about the "next time," huh. ]
...maybe a little.
[ It's about as close to a "yes" that Minato's willing to offer.
Minato leans forward with a small exhale, unclenching one of his hands to lift it to the back of his head. He rubs it a bit sheepishly and nods. ]
Yeah. I just -- I wasn't expecting that.
[ Ah. Akira's so close to exactly where Minato wants him. So Minato shakes his head, allowing his hand to drop to his side. ]
It's fine.
[ Given the fact that he can feel Akira's breath near the junction of his leg, he'll probably forget the low throb in the back of his head very, very soon. ]