Mmf-- [ that noise is complaining when his nose is pinched shut, ichiro's eyes shutting briefly and his cheeks coloring a little pink at the hair ruffle. it helps to loosen some of the frankly blazing sexual tension between them, and his shoulders hunch up a little, childishly, as he bats his hand away from his hair. ]
I'd be fine, jeez. [ but it's not heated or mean or anything--he still sounds like a puppy dog. besides, samatoki has a point: that kind of shit takes time and sanitation and ichiro's pretty damn content with his spot on samatoki's lap at the moment.
he huffs and leaves it at that, though, because let's be honest, he's not really interested in chasing that particular squabble (for once) when samatoki's right in front of him, and ichiro brings his hands up to touch one of samatoki's piercings instead, thumb brushing over the ring, a stud, the bar at the top. the gesture's a little intimate, too. ] Were you just screwing with me, or do you seriously have more?
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I'd be fine, jeez. [ but it's not heated or mean or anything--he still sounds like a puppy dog. besides, samatoki has a point: that kind of shit takes time and sanitation and ichiro's pretty damn content with his spot on samatoki's lap at the moment.
he huffs and leaves it at that, though, because let's be honest, he's not really interested in chasing that particular squabble (for once) when samatoki's right in front of him, and ichiro brings his hands up to touch one of samatoki's piercings instead, thumb brushing over the ring, a stud, the bar at the top. the gesture's a little intimate, too. ] Were you just screwing with me, or do you seriously have more?