[ Katsura doesn't seem too aware of what kind of urges he's beginning to stir with his delicate touches— they're coming natural for him because Sakamoto is somebody who is dear to him. He doesn't even think about tracing his fingertips along the ripples that mold along Sakamoto— right near his shoulder blades and down to the small of his back. Before Katsura knows it, he's relaxing a bit too much and is losing his balance. The surface of the water laps in his ears before he feels himself pulled out and placed in a spot he wasn't thinking about being put in.
Especially like this. Especially naked. Zura can only investigate his new placement by looking around— looking down— alright then— now back up at Sakamoto. His face is beet red.
The next look he gives Sakamoto is more of a scolding one— thin brows pinned together and the corner of his lip twitching to try and suppress something that looked down right angry. Patience, Kotarou. Don't hurt his feelings— especially when you're liking this too. ]
Sakamoto. You're already starting to get excited. —Aren't you?
[ Despite this, Katsura remains on his lap, keeping his expression firm. Though, during this transfer of nearly falling under the water to suddenly being on Sakamoto, Katsura had fixed his hands on Sakamoto's biceps and they remain there, not giving any indication he was going to actually leave.
He's just being difficult, Sakamoto. It begins. The fussing. ]
no subject
Especially like this. Especially naked.
Zura can only investigate his new placement by looking around— looking down— alright then— now back up at Sakamoto. His face is beet red.
The next look he gives Sakamoto is more of a scolding one— thin brows pinned together and the corner of his lip twitching to try and suppress something that looked down right angry. Patience, Kotarou. Don't hurt his feelings— especially when you're liking this too. ]
Sakamoto.
You're already starting to get excited.
—Aren't you?
[ Despite this, Katsura remains on his lap, keeping his expression firm. Though, during this transfer of nearly falling under the water to suddenly being on Sakamoto, Katsura had fixed his hands on Sakamoto's biceps and they remain there, not giving any indication he was going to actually leave.
He's just being difficult, Sakamoto. It begins.
The fussing. ]