tae has poked the bat's cheek for the last time, now? he has caught their fingers in his mouth for a soft little chomp.
eh...? jocose mannerism ceases for a moment, blinks last for moments ‘pon end, and once occupied psyche somehow, ceases to think of anything else. plush lips ‘round his fingertips and pressure of acicular maw ‘gainst skin. ( was it too much? ) but eui-tae can only smile, and play it off with a titter from enclosed tiers. “beni ~ i’m sorry, can you let go now?” an oddball of a heart, pausing beats so quickly ---- so sudden. once he feels grasp release, his other hand reaches to card through unruly tresses. “let me know ahead of time if you feel uncomfortable, okay? i’ll listen.”
what was that just now...? @loverspun