[ ah ah. tseng's hands find sasuke's waist, holding him in place and refusing to let him lean away. far be it from tseng to think that his own spend on sasuke's face is somehow dirty or unclean—perhaps sasuke has forgotten that one of tseng's favorite activities is eating sasuke's ass? ]
Gladly. [ and not just as a figure of speech. tseng likes the idea of showering together, the intimacy and sensuality of the experience. ] You know you can use my bathroom whenever you want, don't you?
[ like, what is the point of having a fuckoff big luxe bathroom if you aren't going to let your situationship use it as he desires? tseng lets himself be pulled up by sasuke's hand on his wrist, but the first thing he does when he stands is to take sasuke's face in both hands and kiss him right on the mouth—a brief kiss, yes, but hopefully one that leaves no uncertainty about the fact that tseng doesn't mind sasuke close no matter how messy he is. ]
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Gladly. [ and not just as a figure of speech. tseng likes the idea of showering together, the intimacy and sensuality of the experience. ] You know you can use my bathroom whenever you want, don't you?
[ like, what is the point of having a fuckoff big luxe bathroom if you aren't going to let your situationship use it as he desires? tseng lets himself be pulled up by sasuke's hand on his wrist, but the first thing he does when he stands is to take sasuke's face in both hands and kiss him right on the mouth—a brief kiss, yes, but hopefully one that leaves no uncertainty about the fact that tseng doesn't mind sasuke close no matter how messy he is. ]
I'll wash your hair, too.