( he doesn’t have to say it like that, man— but he does, and it evokes such a rush of mixed feelings within kirma he almost forgets to kiss back. (almost.) at the renewed proximity, he twists again, not fully rolling over, but enough so that his neck and shoulders are squarely against the bed. for no particular reason, of course. it certainly has nothing to do with the way that his hair falls and spreads while lying down, or what it may or may not reveal. )
Did I not tell you I dislike your charms?
( why is he wagging then. idk. but now that aventurine is no longer quite as preoccupied with his watch, he slings an arm around aventurine’s waist, keeping him there. it’s not a stifling hold, one that could easily be pulled away from. the message behind it is clear all the same. )
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Did I not tell you I dislike your charms?
( why is he wagging then. idk. but now that aventurine is no longer quite as preoccupied with his watch, he slings an arm around aventurine’s waist, keeping him there. it’s not a stifling hold, one that could easily be pulled away from. the message behind it is clear all the same. )