[ eijun charges forward, as usual, and shinji meets him at the pass, also as usual. kissing eijun is so easy he thinks he could do pretty much nothing else, if school and productivity didn't have any say, and not just because it makes him feel good - that's almost secondary to the warmth of knowing he's doing it with eijun. (almost secondary. he's a passionate and healthy young man, after all.)
the weight of eijun on top of him alone would probably be enough to make the heat pooling in his stomach too much to ignore, but the movement of eijun's hips makes it undeniable. it pulls a noise from his throat before he can stop it as he shifts into the pressure, and he laughs as eijun pulls back to drop kisses on the rest of his face. the laughter dies out right around teeth closing on his earlobe, and he rocks up with a stuttering sort of hum. his hand on eijun's thigh tightens a notch, fingertips sinking into the muscle, and his other hand slides down eijun's side and settles at the jut of his hip. his fingers brush the bare skin of eijun's back, warm from sleep or proximity or both, and he smiles as he shifts his head to scrape his teeth against eijun's pulse.
he doesn't answer eijun's ridiculous provocation right away, busy sucking a mark into the skin beneath his mouth and tracing loose figure eights with his thumb over the waistband of eijun's sweatpants. when he's sure he's made his mark, he leans up to kiss eijun again, quick and pleasant, at the corner of his mouth. ]
If I come back with an A, I better get forgiveness and a reward. [ he has a thing or five in mind already. ]
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the weight of eijun on top of him alone would probably be enough to make the heat pooling in his stomach too much to ignore, but the movement of eijun's hips makes it undeniable. it pulls a noise from his throat before he can stop it as he shifts into the pressure, and he laughs as eijun pulls back to drop kisses on the rest of his face. the laughter dies out right around teeth closing on his earlobe, and he rocks up with a stuttering sort of hum. his hand on eijun's thigh tightens a notch, fingertips sinking into the muscle, and his other hand slides down eijun's side and settles at the jut of his hip. his fingers brush the bare skin of eijun's back, warm from sleep or proximity or both, and he smiles as he shifts his head to scrape his teeth against eijun's pulse.
he doesn't answer eijun's ridiculous provocation right away, busy sucking a mark into the skin beneath his mouth and tracing loose figure eights with his thumb over the waistband of eijun's sweatpants. when he's sure he's made his mark, he leans up to kiss eijun again, quick and pleasant, at the corner of his mouth. ]
If I come back with an A, I better get forgiveness and a reward. [ he has a thing or five in mind already. ]