[His eyes follow as Ryuji unceremoniously shoves his eyewear aside. A frown follows, smothered with a kiss and snuffed out readily enough along with a nag at the tip of his tongue. Something obvious like be careful with those; the point's long gone once he's answered with some soft affection of his own, fitting his lips against the barely-there assertion of his name.
His fingers bend into a fist, pawing at his hair and kneading those short strands between his clutched fist. Just kneading, not pulling, all while answering those additional kisses with something similar. His own are a bit lazier, lips gradually parting to tread the familiar pair with a vertical swipe.
Line-leading him into the thing he wanted in the first place...no rush.]
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His fingers bend into a fist, pawing at his hair and kneading those short strands between his clutched fist. Just kneading, not pulling, all while answering those additional kisses with something similar. His own are a bit lazier, lips gradually parting to tread the familiar pair with a vertical swipe.
Line-leading him into the thing he wanted in the first place...no rush.]