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Exactly. [how about grabbing your wrist]

Did you wash your hands first?

[he'll see your wrist grab and raise you a grab on the wrist that is grabbing his wrist!]

Like you can't clean them if you're going to be so fussy about it.

Edited 2012-11-02 03:34 (UTC)

[what if I wrist-grab the other wrist then COMBO]

[this is stupid]

[but fuck you daiki DX]

I don't know, your fingerprints are spectacularly grubby.

[sure am using your grip to shift you until your back's against the near wall]

It'll give you something to do.

I'm already a pretty busy guy.

[NONPLUSSED. I am anti-plussed. I am so nonplussed I am negatively plussed]

Yeah, you sure looked like it.

[and i am very close]

Beauty sleep is a thing for some of us.

[yeah and I might be biting your lip if you get any closer]

[cracks a laugh, his lips curling up]

Like it'd help you.

[you know what, if you're going to do that, fine, he's pressing you up against the wall with his weight and kissing you]

[too bad we're kissing or else I would have said yeah I'm already the most beautiful so I can't argue with that]

[but we are kissing so I'll just be toothy and bitey about it because that would be nice]

[it's not like there's a lot of pent up emotion or anything]

[oh definitely not. he is just going to to grip your wrist hard and pull it away from his, shifting and pinning you firmly to the wall]

[That won't stop him from running his leg up in between yours, sliding his tongue against your mouth softly, but insistently]

[bites you again, fitting his hips against yours to keep you still as he kisses you harder]

[opening his mouth to your merciless plundering, but bucking back hard against your hips, challenging every push with a harder one of his own]

[he wants to let go of your wrist so he can bury a hand in your hair but he doesn't want to give up the control, so he just tilts his head, breathing hard as he pulls away from your mouth just enough]

Right here in the lobby? Really?

[his lips curl and he pants a second, looking away from you, before returning a smirk]

Well, I can't move us elsewhere, clearly. [nods at your hands]

Oh, you poor helpless thing. [sliding his hands down your arms and in over your chest, nipping your lower lip]

[wrapping one arm about your waist, pulling you close for a peck on the lips]

You're annoying like that. Come on, if you're so concerned for decency.

You're annoying all the time. [biting you again!]

[but then he pushes back and lets you go, watching you with a polite expectant look on his face]

So are you. [NEXT STOP: BUDOIR DE KADOYA]

[in which he waits just inside the door to wall you]

[tries not to let you get his back to the wall, using the momentum to turn them, his eyes flashing]

[doesn't quite mind so much this time, but his hands are definitely planted firmly on your hips and the smarmiest grin on his face]

Better?

Edited 2012-11-02 05:00 (UTC)

Well, we're less likely to be interrupted when you make noise, here, at least. [sliding his body in against yours and kissing you again, with less teeth this time]

[you can feel more than hear the scoff against your mouth--much like you can feel his hands sliding your shirt up. There is also more kissing to be had, and he quickly escalates this to deeper, more complicated methods, mostly passionate and warm, despite his earlier stubbornness]

[his mouth softens and slows against yours as he shivers, trying not to arch into your hands at his back as he buries his fingers in your hair, mussing it as best he can while he's distracted]

[eyes finally slide closed and he pulls you tightly against him for a few precious seconds, muffling soft, passionate noises on your lips. his hands slide higher, taking your shirt with him--before he breaks away just to look you over, gaze narrowed, intense, taking a few shaky breaths in the tentative silence]