[ ah. his eyes slide shut with the feel of tsukasa's touch, his body going with the movements easily—a lean of his head where tsukasa leads him, his fingers curling slightly in their place, entangled still in tsukasa's hair. it's not the kiss he expects, though he really should have, and the way his breath catches just a little makes that obvious.
tsukasa's smiling and calling him leader with that mischief in his eyes, and he knows what he's doing, the brat, but still it's fine. leo's heart goes pitter patter; for now he fits the role.
he hums in thought. now, his hand runs lines where it lays settled on tsukasa's head; light, gentle scratching is his own gesture of affection for the time being, as he pretends to wonder about what he "wants".
it's one thing. ]
Mm, [ just barely there, as he's drowning. drowning in distraction and the feel of tsukasa making contact.
and his eyes remain shut. ] A little. But if that's all you've got, Suo, that's kinda disappointing.
uGH
tsukasa's smiling and calling him leader with that mischief in his eyes, and he knows what he's doing, the brat, but still it's fine. leo's heart goes pitter patter; for now he fits the role.
he hums in thought. now, his hand runs lines where it lays settled on tsukasa's head; light, gentle scratching is his own gesture of affection for the time being, as he pretends to wonder about what he "wants".
it's one thing. ]
Mm, [ just barely there, as he's drowning. drowning in distraction and the feel of tsukasa making contact.
and his eyes remain shut. ] A little. But if that's all you've got, Suo, that's kinda disappointing.