[MAGICAL KIRIBAN AU-SAN BECAUSE ALBERT LOVES ME I GUESS]

[onthenightroad]

...now see here, there's a perfectly reasonable explanation for this.

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[noarmyatmyback]

*reaches up, brushing a stray lock of hair off Abel's cheek with the back of his hand*

...bleeding.

[onthenightroad]

[...lifts his hand over his face, shifting his gaze to the cuts in question. drops his hand again :|]

Oh.

[noarmyatmyback]

Mmhm. Sorry.

[onthenightroad]

[stretches out luxuriously on the bed, then drapes his arm back over his stomach again]

Bled much worse before.

[noarmyatmyback]

Ah. I had no idea. How shall I ever make it up to you?

[onthenightroad]

Honestly? I haven't the faintest.

[noarmyatmyback]

My. That does leave me in a terrible quandary.

[onthenightroad]

You might just have to deal with it.

[onthenightroad]

Well, since you asked nicely.

[♥]

[noarmyatmyback]

*♥ INDEED*

[onthenightroad]

[kisses him less fervently this time, though still pressed along the length of his body, hands spread on his chest]

[noarmyatmyback]

*slides both his hands back into Abel's hair, shuddering underneath him at the contact and moaning quietly into the kiss*

[noarmyatmyback]

*arches an eyebrow at him, taking his time in cleaning off his hand*

Mm?

[onthenightroad]

...tease.

[noarmyatmyback]

*licks his lips*

...trying to distract myself.

[onthenightroad]

[draws a leg up again, nudging along Albert's side with his toe]

And how's that working for you.

[onthenightroad]

[looks at Albert's face, then back down at his own hands, swallowing silently and setting his feet slightly further apart]

[noarmyatmyback]

*kisses the back of Abel's neck and...pushes the skirt up inch by inch, taking his time and brushing his thumbs up the backs of Abel's thighs to his rear, eyes intent on his in the mirror*

[onthenightroad]

[tenses all over and still manages to shiver with anticipation, the flush darkening on his face, the feel of Albert's hands and the skirt wrinkling against his skin drawing his wide-eyed gaze back up]

[noarmyatmyback]

*gathers the skirt to one side over Abel's hip, other hand slipping gently down to cup his rear for a second, gaze cast down and lips parted again, intent*