[ Ugh. That was just.. so unnecessary. Karamatsu smacks his lips, grimacing, and eases up and off of the sofa, picking up both his jeans and undergarments from around his ankles and hoisting them up around his hips, wiggling them back and forth and buttoning the latch. His brows are pinned tightly together, looking exasperated for a moment as he zips himself back up, walking around Ichimatsu. When he passes him, he raises his leg slightly and uses the round of his knee to hit Ichimatsu across the shoulder with it.
Glaring icily down at his younger brother as his foot meets the ground again, his face is red— body still flushed from his orgasm, but also flustered from his irritation. ]
No, it doesn't matter. That was repulsive and uncalled for. You're the one who wanted to taste me to begin with, asshole.
[ He continues walking— carefully— to exit the room and get some water. When he opens the sliding door to leave, it slams shut rather loudly. ]
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Glaring icily down at his younger brother as his foot meets the ground again, his face is red— body still flushed from his orgasm, but also flustered from his irritation. ]
No, it doesn't matter. That was repulsive and uncalled for. You're the one who wanted to taste me to begin with, asshole.
[ He continues walking— carefully— to exit the room and get some water. When he opens the sliding door to leave, it slams shut rather loudly. ]