[He can't help the sharp intake of breath as he suddenly feels the cold metal of the shelves behind him pressed against his back and he feels a bit of fight flare in response. He doesn't think too much about the fact this is Neuvillette he's doing this with. All he can think about is the growl that makes him shiver and trying to shove the other back into the wall behind them in response. It's just natural to be competitive. Like a switch flipped on as he tries to assert his own dominance.
The hand tangled in Neuvillette's hair grips it and he tugs at it as he entwines his tongue with Neuvillette's; a moan of his own escaping and swallowed by the other.
In this close quarters, Neuvillette can smell the way the shampoo he used seems to enhance a certain mix of tea, metal, and ice from the boxer.]
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The hand tangled in Neuvillette's hair grips it and he tugs at it as he entwines his tongue with Neuvillette's; a moan of his own escaping and swallowed by the other.
In this close quarters, Neuvillette can smell the way the shampoo he used seems to enhance a certain mix of tea, metal, and ice from the boxer.]