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@hamada-tadashii
⟅ ⚜ ❝ UmmPH!–❞
–vocalizing out loud, taken by the sudden advancement on his lap. Folding to the side his newspaper, making it crinkle in dissent.
Lounging on Tadashi’s bed for the time being, while he worked on something. whether it be school, some personal project– it looked interesting, but also quite minuscule. Not wanting to seem overly nosey, the dark strawberry blonde retired to the mattress… However long ago that was, but now ...Suddenly being approached–
Direct and surprising– long fingers wrap around involuntarily. Working to claim the outsides of Dashi’s denim covered thighs. Fingertips playing with the seams, drawing his nails up into the creases. Looking up at the other who hovered on top of him, a smile clearly taking over his features. Their very presence lightening Adam’s mood overall.Pearly whites appear beneath his silken plush lips. Dimples displaying to show his sentiment. The soft tickle of their bangs playing over his forehead, intermixing with his own tendrils.
Mmm...
❝ Mm–Mon amour...Are you in need of something?❞
Tilting his head, not caring that he might be disheveling his hair with his movements. A coquettish expression appearing, brows raising to reflect this. The coy glimmer within the prince’s blue hues, he truly adores their persistence. Truly adores them. Their sudden need for him like this, whatever it is– it lets Adam know he is wanted. How can one be so in sync with him like this???? It is a mystery.
❝ I know those long hours spent in deep thought can bring about a build-up, a mental gridlock of sorts… Perhaps … I can help relieve that? Unless you were just looking for some attention, m?❞
Fingers slowly crawl up to fiddle with Tadashi’s belt loops, using them like reigns to pull on. He yanks them up, towards his middle– angling the other to blanket over him so he might catch their lips.
❝ Unless you are trying to tease me, in that case… I must say that- that isn’t very nice. You could at least dance for me then…? ❞
Smirking softly against them through a breath. Even if they may be implying something less innocent, he does his best to resist the sudden urge he has to buck his hips upward toward the warmth of the other. Instead, pushes all of the action and need into his leg, making his knee helplessly bounce as if he had one too many espressos.⚜ ⟆