[That's all Gaku needs to hear for his last thread of control to snap. He growls again, a low rumble at first as he lowers his lips to Sougo's neck. Scraping sharp canines over his skin, inhaling deeply, he's increasingly aware that something really is going on with Iris.]
Anything?
[Sweet words from Sougo. An invitation, really. And Gaku's tone is low and sensual, even if he is losing the battle with his better judgement. One hand, fingers tense, curves under Sougo's chin and tips his head up and to the side. He doesn't ask for permission even if he should, briefly nosing against the younger man's cheek before he captures his lips for an all too hungry kiss.]
[The idea of having even an ounce of restraint is almost laughable given their current predicament, but Sougo certainly isn't laughing. Rather, his breath hitches audibly in his throat as Gaku's canines graze the thin skin of his neck, the sultry tone of the words that follow eliciting a wave of shudders down his spine.]
Anything.
[Right now, he really does feel like he'd give anything - let Gaku do anything and everything he pleases - just to keep them close another second longer. Sougo's voice is uncharacteristically breathy as he speaks, cheeks flushed deeply as Gaku's perfect fingers tilt his chin up just so... but he doesn't have time to truly think through how bad of an idea this is before he's already curling his fingers more tautly into silver hair, lips covered all too swiftly by the warmth of Gaku's own.
He's leaning into this of his own will, needy and eager to please, and it's damn well more fulfilling than any of his dreamlike fantasies.]
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Anything?
[Sweet words from Sougo. An invitation, really. And Gaku's tone is low and sensual, even if he is losing the battle with his better judgement. One hand, fingers tense, curves under Sougo's chin and tips his head up and to the side. He doesn't ask for permission even if he should, briefly nosing against the younger man's cheek before he captures his lips for an all too hungry kiss.]
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Anything.
[Right now, he really does feel like he'd give anything - let Gaku do anything and everything he pleases - just to keep them close another second longer. Sougo's voice is uncharacteristically breathy as he speaks, cheeks flushed deeply as Gaku's perfect fingers tilt his chin up just so... but he doesn't have time to truly think through how bad of an idea this is before he's already curling his fingers more tautly into silver hair, lips covered all too swiftly by the warmth of Gaku's own.
He's leaning into this of his own will, needy and eager to please, and it's damn well more fulfilling than any of his dreamlike fantasies.]