[ leo starts there, and he puts the roses carefully on the desk. tsukasa's breath is a ghost on his skin, a blooming rush from the closeness causing a heat to rise to his face. he's not shy, no, never--but it's just a reaction, his response to tsukasa's game of close, not close enough. a reaction to tsukasa in general, that fire that no one else can start.
tsukasa's close enough now that leo can thread his fingers into his hair gently. mostly he just wants to touch; to fully submerge himself into whatever fragment of tsukasa he can reach. ]
Distracted, [ is how he continues, mirroring tsukasa's volume, though his speech is slower--if tsukasa wanted to savor the depth of leo's affection, he wasn't about to hold back. ] with how spoiled you are. Are you gonna kiss me or what?
[ it's not annoyed, or impatient--if anything it's the opposite, entirely patient and somewhat playful. if the answer is no and tsukasa wants to drag this out, it's fine with him, and he's certainly in no rush.
AAAHHH SAVE ME
[ leo starts there, and he puts the roses carefully on the desk. tsukasa's breath is a ghost on his skin, a blooming rush from the closeness causing a heat to rise to his face. he's not shy, no, never--but it's just a reaction, his response to tsukasa's game of close, not close enough. a reaction to tsukasa in general, that fire that no one else can start.
tsukasa's close enough now that leo can thread his fingers into his hair gently. mostly he just wants to touch; to fully submerge himself into whatever fragment of tsukasa he can reach. ]
Distracted, [ is how he continues, mirroring tsukasa's volume, though his speech is slower--if tsukasa wanted to savor the depth of leo's affection, he wasn't about to hold back. ] with how spoiled you are. Are you gonna kiss me or what?
[ it's not annoyed, or impatient--if anything it's the opposite, entirely patient and somewhat playful. if the answer is no and tsukasa wants to drag this out, it's fine with him, and he's certainly in no rush.
well. to a certain point. ]