Leaning back a bit, he slides his hands over Tonbokiri's shoulders to the chest, and then he shoves. Not too hard, enough to toss Tonbokiri on the bed.] There is a better feeling without. [He sits back momentarily on his feet and Tonbokiri's thighs, almost on display.
And then he drops over to crawl a little, stretch really, toward the top of the bed for one of the haphazardly left bottles.]
[ also messier but when did that ever stop them. he watches Hiza with interest, far too distracted by the shifting muscles to help. it's fine, it gives him more time to run his hands up and down silky skin ]
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[Swords.
Leaning back a bit, he slides his hands over Tonbokiri's shoulders to the chest, and then he shoves. Not too hard, enough to toss Tonbokiri on the bed.] There is a better feeling without. [He sits back momentarily on his feet and Tonbokiri's thighs, almost on display.
And then he drops over to crawl a little, stretch really, toward the top of the bed for one of the haphazardly left bottles.]
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Mm, yes.
[ also messier but when did that ever stop them. he watches Hiza with interest, far too distracted by the shifting muscles to help. it's fine, it gives him more time to run his hands up and down silky skin ]