[Obediently, if reluctantly, Chikusa lets go of him as Mukuro abruptly stands up. It’s a good thing he did. Mukuro’s pressure on his lap ushers out a sigh, and he lets his hands settle on the other’s thighs.]
[More games. This one, however, he can play simply. His nose presses down against Mukuro’s shoulder.]
no subject
[More games. This one, however, he can play simply. His nose presses down against Mukuro’s shoulder.]
Mukuro-sama…. I want you. Always.