[ Masamune can jabber on and on all he wants about this situation— Gintoki is busy trying to get something out of his ear with his pinky finger. Seriously, Date. What are you thinking? Look at your better options.
Though, clothes are off— finally— and Masamune can probably see his eyes wander. There's an awkward silence before Gintoki finally rumbles out: ]
Gyaa, gyaa, gyaa. You're noisy. Does that mean you're turned on already? [ His eyes drift to the scarf that was discarded, but his main interest goes to Masamune's hands. He finally shifts, not any quick movements, and lifts one of his hands to press Masamune at his forehead, the back of his head against a tree. He bestows a messy kiss on his partner's lips, flicking his tongue inside with force, but it's only for a moment before he murmurs against him. ]
To tame a dragon, I outta capture it first.
[ His free hand is sliding down to one of Masamune's wrists, the pad of his thumb pressing into his pulse. His other hand removes from Date's forehead and goes for the discarded scarf— let's use our resources, here. Gintoki's strong, but he won't force Masamune into this if he doesn't want it to (though it might be a big fuss if he doesn't consent.)
If he allows it, he'll begin to wind the scarf around Date's wrists to bind him, using brisk and firm movement. ]
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Seriously, Date. What are you thinking? Look at your better options.
Though, clothes are off— finally— and Masamune can probably see his eyes wander.
There's an awkward silence before Gintoki finally rumbles out: ]
Gyaa, gyaa, gyaa. You're noisy. Does that mean you're turned on already?
[ His eyes drift to the scarf that was discarded, but his main interest goes to Masamune's hands.
He finally shifts, not any quick movements, and lifts one of his hands to press Masamune at his forehead, the back of his head against a tree. He bestows a messy kiss on his partner's lips, flicking his tongue inside with force, but it's only for a moment before he murmurs against him. ]
To tame a dragon, I outta capture it first.
[ His free hand is sliding down to one of Masamune's wrists, the pad of his thumb pressing into his pulse. His other hand removes from Date's forehead and goes for the discarded scarf— let's use our resources, here.
Gintoki's strong, but he won't force Masamune into this if he doesn't want it to (though it might be a big fuss if he doesn't consent.)
If he allows it, he'll begin to wind the scarf around Date's wrists to bind him, using brisk and firm movement. ]