[Week 9 | day 1] Video
[The feed starts at the crack of dawn.]
So.
[The face that appears on the screen is different but not, but very different. Long lashes, wider brown eyes, high cheek bones and soft fuller lips High cheekbones, where an embarrassed - and perhaps a little frustrated - blush dusts over soft skin and a scar.
Crawling down the curve of a long and slender neck, framed with long hair, the tips coming to rest over the crest of a pair of breasts. Hidden under a shirt. Where arms are crossed under it and Iruka is looking down at the Hitomi.
A beauty -- ]
Who of you poor fools woke up with the wrong pair of dangly bits this morning? Speak!
[ -- except apparently, Iruka is not very amused. He wants his answers now. Like a teacher doing a role-call. Quick-quickly-quick. The Hitomi jerks a bit because Iruka makes a sudden shoving movement and squawks, face reddening even more. It's a little hard to concentrate when there is a man busy trying to nuzzle at his thighs and him trying to tug the now large shirt over it and tucking it under his knees. The Hitomi still once more and Iruka is ... well, fairly embarrassed really.]
Kindly quicken your response! I am waiting!
[Translation: Wake up you fucking bloody lazy butts and answer my damn question this instant!]
So.
[The face that appears on the screen is different but not, but very different. Long lashes, wider brown eyes, high cheek bones and soft fuller lips High cheekbones, where an embarrassed - and perhaps a little frustrated - blush dusts over soft skin and a scar.
Crawling down the curve of a long and slender neck, framed with long hair, the tips coming to rest over the crest of a pair of breasts. Hidden under a shirt. Where arms are crossed under it and Iruka is looking down at the Hitomi.
A beauty -- ]
Who of you poor fools woke up with the wrong pair of dangly bits this morning? Speak!
[ -- except apparently, Iruka is not very amused. He wants his answers now. Like a teacher doing a role-call. Quick-quickly-quick. The Hitomi jerks a bit because Iruka makes a sudden shoving movement and squawks, face reddening even more. It's a little hard to concentrate when there is a man busy trying to nuzzle at his thighs and him trying to tug the now large shirt over it and tucking it under his knees. The Hitomi still once more and Iruka is ... well, fairly embarrassed really.]
Kindly quicken your response! I am waiting!
[Translation: Wake up you fucking bloody lazy butts and answer my damn question this instant!]