[ kanemaru's unimpressed face has zero actual negative effect on eijun, just like it hasn't since high school (as if there were any actual negativity there): instead, he just huffs a breath through his nose like a challenged bull, corners of his mouth drawn down in stubborn you'll see just wait that he doesn't even have to yell out.
yelling, after all, takes words, and he'd way rather be kissing kanemaru.
the kisses grow in time, in intensity; it's easy to get lost in it, the warm pressure of his mouth and his tongue, familiar and just as exciting as it was when this first started. it never really gets old, and in reality they could have probably been doing this a lot longer, but, well, no one ever said eijun was a genius, literally ever.
as he feels the rub of his palm against his thigh, eijun's hips twitch against his, low sweatpants less of a burden than expected, until he settles into a rhythm of it and pulls away from the kiss as the heat slowly gathers. from there, he tips his head, plants a kiss on kanemaru's nose. his cheek. across to his ear, crooning: ] Studying master~ Kanemaru-ku~un. [ and chasing it with a tug of his earlobe between his teeth, just because he can. ] You better get a good grade for being gone so long, Shinji! That's the only way I'll forgive it.
[ he says, too full of it for someone who barely passes his classes, and continues his kisses and the shift of his hips, comfortable, familiar and warm. ]
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yelling, after all, takes words, and he'd way rather be kissing kanemaru.
the kisses grow in time, in intensity; it's easy to get lost in it, the warm pressure of his mouth and his tongue, familiar and just as exciting as it was when this first started. it never really gets old, and in reality they could have probably been doing this a lot longer, but, well, no one ever said eijun was a genius, literally ever.
as he feels the rub of his palm against his thigh, eijun's hips twitch against his, low sweatpants less of a burden than expected, until he settles into a rhythm of it and pulls away from the kiss as the heat slowly gathers. from there, he tips his head, plants a kiss on kanemaru's nose. his cheek. across to his ear, crooning: ] Studying master~ Kanemaru-ku~un. [ and chasing it with a tug of his earlobe between his teeth, just because he can. ] You better get a good grade for being gone so long, Shinji! That's the only way I'll forgive it.
[ he says, too full of it for someone who barely passes his classes, and continues his kisses and the shift of his hips, comfortable, familiar and warm. ]