[Chikusa is ignoring him! Ken might huffily yell at him about this at any other time, but Mukuro is way more interesting anyway - especially when his mouth and tongue are moving along Ken's arm. Ken whimpers, heated gaze locked on Mukuro, and the decision to ignore Chikusa in return is almost not a decision at all - or at least not one he's making. Mukuro's almost making it for him.
It's not that Chikusa is less important to him than Mukuro...not exactly, anyway. They're both very different to him, but if he had to pick between one or the other, he'd lock up. It'd be like asking him which he needed more to live, his lungs or his heart. But he gets to be with Chikusa all the time, while Mukuro is a rare treat he never gets enough of. So in the face of Mukuro, Chikusa is easily forgotten.
Mukuro doesn't precisely direct it, but when he pulls Ken close and down, Ken readily drops to his knees in front of him. He tears off his vest without a second thought, hurriedly unbuttoning his shirt even as he watches Mukuro expectantly, breathless with anticipation for whatever he'll do next.]
no subject
It's not that Chikusa is less important to him than Mukuro...not exactly, anyway. They're both very different to him, but if he had to pick between one or the other, he'd lock up. It'd be like asking him which he needed more to live, his lungs or his heart. But he gets to be with Chikusa all the time, while Mukuro is a rare treat he never gets enough of. So in the face of Mukuro, Chikusa is easily forgotten.
Mukuro doesn't precisely direct it, but when he pulls Ken close and down, Ken readily drops to his knees in front of him. He tears off his vest without a second thought, hurriedly unbuttoning his shirt even as he watches Mukuro expectantly, breathless with anticipation for whatever he'll do next.]