[ something flares in the pit of oushi's chest when sylus keeps his hand there. something defiant and contrary, but weak and submissive at the same time. part of him wants to pull away, and another part wants to push his hand even closer, curious to see just how much sylus would take if he were given that inch. both parts are loud and annoying, and oushi doesn't know which way he's supposed to lean.
seems they are now both creatures of instinct, because against his better judgment he finds himself moving forward, up. and before either of them can even comprehend what's happening, his teeth bare down along the sharp edge of sylus' jaw — just hard enough to leave that fair skin a little red, a little more his.
his face is burning by the time he pulls away, and yet it pales in comparison to the heat behind his glaring eyes. as if he could somehow pin sylus down from the weight of his stare alone. ]
well, alright then. isn't that just something so interesting? sylus didn't expect oushi to be so bold in public like this. but, he's surprising him more and more today. which isn't any kind of complaint, by the way. on the contrary.
his skin pulses where oushi bit him and for a moment, sylus is rendered immobile because he isn't quite sure how to react. normally, they have some sort of tit-for-tat, but there's something far more electric charging in the space between them and sylus is feeling a bit lost with indecision. one side of his mind is telling him what he wants, the other side is telling him to temper those wants and watch himself. they're still out in the open and there are things about oushi that he doesn't want to share with anyone.
and isn't that just ridiculous? feeling possessive over oushi when he has no right or reason to. but, that isn't going to stop him.
so, before he can think too deeply on it, he doesn't let oushi get too far away; follows him by leaning in and wrapping an arm around him so they can be pressed close and presses their foreheads together. there's just a gentle bump of noses, a whisper of lips brushing against one another. )
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seems they are now both creatures of instinct, because against his better judgment he finds himself moving forward, up. and before either of them can even comprehend what's happening, his teeth bare down along the sharp edge of sylus' jaw — just hard enough to leave that fair skin a little red, a little more his.
his face is burning by the time he pulls away, and yet it pales in comparison to the heat behind his glaring eyes. as if he could somehow pin sylus down from the weight of his stare alone. ]
Me. Did you already forget?
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well, alright then. isn't that just something so interesting? sylus didn't expect oushi to be so bold in public like this. but, he's surprising him more and more today. which isn't any kind of complaint, by the way. on the contrary.
his skin pulses where oushi bit him and for a moment, sylus is rendered immobile because he isn't quite sure how to react. normally, they have some sort of tit-for-tat, but there's something far more electric charging in the space between them and sylus is feeling a bit lost with indecision. one side of his mind is telling him what he wants, the other side is telling him to temper those wants and watch himself. they're still out in the open and there are things about oushi that he doesn't want to share with anyone.
and isn't that just ridiculous? feeling possessive over oushi when he has no right or reason to. but, that isn't going to stop him.
so, before he can think too deeply on it, he doesn't let oushi get too far away; follows him by leaning in and wrapping an arm around him so they can be pressed close and presses their foreheads together. there's just a gentle bump of noses, a whisper of lips brushing against one another. )
Maybe I need a reminder.