[ it takes a moment just to reel for breath. there's stars spinning dizzy at the back of his skull, the taste of shiro's mouth still clinging to his tongue -- and he hasn't pulled away enough not to register the click of work in his teeth, close enough to lean in and taste.
fact after fact -- it wasn't a great kiss; in the lull, his lips sting with the dull throb of bruising. not a single beat pulls him away, lightens his weight where he's braced himself, a knee by shiro's hip -- stops him from shifting a little into the unsteady drag of fingers on his skin. ]
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[ it takes a moment just to reel for breath. there's stars spinning dizzy at the back of his skull, the taste of shiro's mouth still clinging to his tongue -- and he hasn't pulled away enough not to register the click of work in his teeth, close enough to lean in and taste.
fact after fact -- it wasn't a great kiss; in the lull, his lips sting with the dull throb of bruising. not a single beat pulls him away, lightens his weight where he's braced himself, a knee by shiro's hip -- stops him from shifting a little into the unsteady drag of fingers on his skin. ]
What. . . ?