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You know, me boss used to say the same thing when I spent too much time with the secretarial pool.
[ Answer: it's just him. ]
'Stop planning your after hour parties on company time, mister Knox' or 'get back to work, you sodding skirtchaser or it'll be a paycut' if he was feeling particularly rancid that day.
S'what I've been telling you. I may be a cad... but m'not that sort of cad.
[ Sorry buddy, but he's just gonna employ that signature smoothness to reach over, curl one hand over Watanuki's before sitting up slightly just to allow himself to press a kiss to the back of that hand before releasing it. ]
Skirtchaser and flirt I may be... but no one's ever called me a liar.
[ Fun while it lasts. He knew this--Ron was already taken... so it wasn't as if this was going to be a thing forever. Watanuki suddenly felt like he was being watched, or that he was on some sort of strange timer. But the feeling was fleeting, and he slowly glanced down to his meal. ]
[ Little risk never hurt anyone. Well that certainly wasn't true, and he had his doubts, but he realized his heart was doing strange little pounds in his chest, but another part of him was telling him not to care. What would Yuuko tell him to do? Go with his instinct. Was this instinct? Or something else? ]
[ He was thinking about it too much, so he decided to stop thinking. He took a bite of his food, chewing, before nodding his head. ]
You're right. [ He was too far away to kiss him, so instead, his bare foot prodded against Ron's shin. It slowly moved to the inside of his leg, and then upwards, gently rubbing against the man's ankle, then up, just below his knee. ]
Edited 2016-10-02 16:52 (UTC)
nah that clock ticking down was just a reaper staring into your soul and seeing your time no big
[ Oh, now this was interesting. This certainly wasn't anything he was expecting.
He's dead. He's been dead for a while now so little risks never were a problem. His resilience and pain tolerance was certainly more than a normal human could take. Even when he was alive, he'd always risked his neck for something interesting, something fun... and definitely something pretty on more than one occasion. This, he figures, isn't all that different.
There's a smirk on his face right now because if that wandering foot is anything to go by, someone's dying to get kissed again.
So he doesn't quite respond in kind, instead, his hand going to curl around the other's again, his thumb lightly trailing over his knuckles and over the base of his thumb to brush against his wrist. ]
You're playing a dangerous game, sweetheart...
then I guess you can see I'm gonna be 17 for a very LONG TIME
Don't put it back on me! [ And his indignant expression returned, but it was accompanied by his cheeks flushing a warm pink. ] And don't look at me like that.
[ Good thing he's finished his share of the meal at least because that's the sort of challenge he can't pass up. There's a pause as he takes another drink before wiping his mouth and silently getting up.
In two strides, he's over by Watanuki's side before leaning in with his one hand resting on the table. ]
Daresay someone's taken a bit of a shine to getting snogged...
[ He'll take his time. After all, they aren't being affected by enchanted cherry blossoms this time. Always better to come on slow. Always leaves more of an impact than rushing headlong into things, after all.
So when he leans in, it's teasing. The back of his fingers brushes against Watanuki's cheek before guiding his head up and closer. His lips lightly brush against the younger male's, starting with his lower lip before leaning in for something deeper. ]
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