[lying on top of Dusk now, pressing himself as close as he possibly can, leaving just enough room to slide one hand down between their chests and drag a nail across Dusk's nipple]
[ fjkdf tangling his legs with Konatsu's, pouring moan after moan into his mouth and against his skin, fingers curling to dig his nails into Konatsu's skin and keep him close. ]
[hisses with pleasure at Dusk's nails in his back, and has reached the point where he needs to do something, so he presses his hips down against Dusk's and just. rocks, once, with sharp desperation.]
[ Gasps at the motion, his nails digging further into Konatsu's back for a moment as the pleasure rushes through him. All too quickly, his hands are at Konatsu's hip, tugging him urgently forward as he starts to rock up against him with a low, moaned plea for more. ]
[pressing his face against the hollow of Dusk's neck and murmuring something too muffled to hear, slightly embarrassed but for the most part too far gone to worry about that--just settling against him and thrusting, falling into a shared rhythm, shivers running through his tense muscles.]
[ Coherency is pretty much gone at this point because Dusk is completely focused on just moving back against Konatsu and the sparks of pleasure coursing through him with each press of their hips together. Sooner than he'd really like, he can feel himself tensing up, biting down on Konatsu's shoulder once more in response to muffle his own cry. ]
[hadn't really thought he was about to come, but the sounds Dusk is making and the feel of his teeth suddenly have him right there; groaning Dusk's name and sinking his teeth into Dusk's neck, and shuddering as the tension finally leaves him in waves.]
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Dusk . . . ♥
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[ So much content dere cuddling right now. ]
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[doesn't really know how to finish that, though, except with more cuddling.]
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Konatsu, we should... our clothes...
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[not moving . . . ]
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[ Also stealing another affectionate kiss. ]
We're also a mess once more.
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Yes, we are. This is . . . a proper bed would be . . . nice to try. Though probably not possible.
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