Honestly, it's kind of funny- when he's not in the middle of it, as he is now- how the two of them always get right in each other's faces whenever they're arguing. It's been like that since day 1, and their days together reaching into the hundreds hasn't changed a damn thing.
Including how Leorio leans right in back, jaw set in that stubborn way that says he's hanging onto this stupid argument because he's just as much so. "Your time is limited because you make it that way!" he snaps, bristling. He's pretty sure a good solid chunk of work is Kurapika being himself, after all.
But you know what? Fine. Fine! If he's going to be such a stubborn asshole about this, then he can be a stubborn asshole about it, and Leorio will wear him down because that's the only thing that ever works. So after a long stare off, Leorio finally reaches up to move Kurapika's body. Sorry, boyfriend, you're being moved to your stomach now. Which will probably annoy him, but oh god damn fucking well!! It'll help to move the rest of his pants as well, from where they might have gotten caught between body and floor. It might seem like it's just going to happen like that, no more playing about it...
Except, instead of going right for the goods, as it were, Leorio shifts back a little bit and takes a breath. Alright, he thinks he remembers how this goes... He doesn't have anything fancy to add onto this, but, whatever. With his hands carefully smoothed out, he presses lightly down into the bottom of Kurapika's calf. Sliding them up, he follows the curve of his leg, the dip at his knee, then up again sliding a little to the side, going from the ass to hip.
If his free time is so limited, then he'll just take his own sweet time with it!
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Including how Leorio leans right in back, jaw set in that stubborn way that says he's hanging onto this stupid argument because he's just as much so. "Your time is limited because you make it that way!" he snaps, bristling. He's pretty sure a good solid chunk of work is Kurapika being himself, after all.
But you know what? Fine. Fine! If he's going to be such a stubborn asshole about this, then he can be a stubborn asshole about it, and Leorio will wear him down because that's the only thing that ever works. So after a long stare off, Leorio finally reaches up to move Kurapika's body. Sorry, boyfriend, you're being moved to your stomach now. Which will probably annoy him, but oh god damn fucking well!! It'll help to move the rest of his pants as well, from where they might have gotten caught between body and floor. It might seem like it's just going to happen like that, no more playing about it...
Except, instead of going right for the goods, as it were, Leorio shifts back a little bit and takes a breath. Alright, he thinks he remembers how this goes... He doesn't have anything fancy to add onto this, but, whatever. With his hands carefully smoothed out, he presses lightly down into the bottom of Kurapika's calf. Sliding them up, he follows the curve of his leg, the dip at his knee, then up again sliding a little to the side, going from the ass to hip.
If his free time is so limited, then he'll just take his own sweet time with it!