Conrad pops a candy into his mouth, tossing the bag of candies past Yozak and onto the bed, and stalks towards his lover as the man yawns and stretches. He pushed Yozak hard in the solar plexus, knocking him backward. The redhead's eyes widen almost comically, arms windmilling for a moment as he falls backwards onto the huge, soft bed. Conrad wastes no time in simultaneously stripping off his jacket and climbing on top of the larger man, straddling his hips. The jacket and his white undershirt are sent flying and the brunet slides up Yozak's body with cat-like predatory ease and kisses the redhead hard and deep, pressing the peppermint into Yozak's mouth with his tongue as the mint's cool burn mingles with the familiar heat of there kisses.
To hell with the war. To hell with the Shinou. Rad is fine and no one needs him right now and for once, Conrad did not want to be needed. He only wants Yozak and silence
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Yeah...but I'd rather it not be in a cast. [Yozak reaches between them, unbuckling his belt, then Conrad's.] Complicates things.
[Habit forbids him to just crush the candy in his mouth, so he rolls it around in his mouth for a few minutes while he unfastens their belts. Peppermints. How astute. And...eerie, even, but that's not important right now. Conrad's hands on the mattress next to his head and the warm weight pressing him down and the knowledge that this is their time and nothing is going to disturb it, not even odd coincidences like that...those are the important facts. The brunet descends again for another kiss as Yozak undoes his lover's belt, and the redhead murmurs into quietly. The gentle press and slide of their tongues, and the sweet, marvelous smell of Conrad's hair and the taste of peppermints, making him feel safe and loved--those are the important things. Not the wars. Not their stupid pride. Nothing else but this
( ... )
[It all happens so fast. One minute they're kissing, passing the delicious taste of the peppermint between them, and the next minute, Yozak is left with just the peppermint and confusion. Then a long trail of hot, wet kisses, sliding down his torso...and the soft, light touch of Conrad's lashes against his skin...Yozak twists a little bit each time, wanting more contact, but Conrad has a strong grip and holds him tightly against the mattress, ignoring the redhead's little moans
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To hell with the war. To hell with the Shinou. Rad is fine and no one needs him right now and for once, Conrad did not want to be needed. He only wants Yozak and silence ( ... )
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[Habit forbids him to just crush the candy in his mouth, so he rolls it around in his mouth for a few minutes while he unfastens their belts. Peppermints. How astute. And...eerie, even, but that's not important right now. Conrad's hands on the mattress next to his head and the warm weight pressing him down and the knowledge that this is their time and nothing is going to disturb it, not even odd coincidences like that...those are the important facts. The brunet descends again for another kiss as Yozak undoes his lover's belt, and the redhead murmurs into quietly. The gentle press and slide of their tongues, and the sweet, marvelous smell of Conrad's hair and the taste of peppermints, making him feel safe and loved--those are the important things. Not the wars. Not their stupid pride. Nothing else but this ( ... )
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