[ it's... a little strange, looking up at the other from this vantage point. and with vanitas staring down at him like he is, lifting his leg — the positioning and the angle of it all is making oushi feel heated little prickles start along the back of his neck, so it's fortunate he's without a shirt to cool him off.
less fortunate, when that brief pass of a foot against his crotch starts stirring a reaction he had been valiantly hoping wouldn't come to pass throughout this entire process. his grip on vanitas' other foot is perhaps a little tighter than it has to be, his movements far stiffer than before. ]
...I didn't say that.
[ that he didn't want to kiss vanitas, that is. okay, true, he hadn't really considered it up until the very second it happened — but that wasn't because he didn't feel any attraction towards the other boy, and more because he did, which made him hyper-aware of all the things he shouldn't be thinking about, all while he was slowly undressing the guy... this is what he gets for trying not to be a creep!
his head is bowed low this time, trying to hide the way he blushes deep, but the tips of his ears have begun to turn a dark pink shade, easily giving him away. vanitas' second boot is dropped to the ground beside him. once he's finished, he pulls his hands away, pressing them flat against the ground behind him as he leans back. ]
Is that it? Were you wearing gloves or was that just make-up?
[ no, he is not daring to look up to check, tyvm. ]
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less fortunate, when that brief pass of a foot against his crotch starts stirring a reaction he had been valiantly hoping wouldn't come to pass throughout this entire process. his grip on vanitas' other foot is perhaps a little tighter than it has to be, his movements far stiffer than before. ]
...I didn't say that.
[ that he didn't want to kiss vanitas, that is. okay, true, he hadn't really considered it up until the very second it happened — but that wasn't because he didn't feel any attraction towards the other boy, and more because he did, which made him hyper-aware of all the things he shouldn't be thinking about, all while he was slowly undressing the guy... this is what he gets for trying not to be a creep!
his head is bowed low this time, trying to hide the way he blushes deep, but the tips of his ears have begun to turn a dark pink shade, easily giving him away. vanitas' second boot is dropped to the ground beside him. once he's finished, he pulls his hands away, pressing them flat against the ground behind him as he leans back. ]
Is that it? Were you wearing gloves or was that just make-up?
[ no, he is not daring to look up to check, tyvm. ]