[ How troublesome. Katsura figures it's the least he could do right now and maybe he feels a twinge of guilt for being so selfish this evening (unlikely, but possible) and he supposes he owes Tatsuma one, so... Katsura shifts from under the blankets onto his back, engulfing Sakamoto in his arms by wrapping them around him, allowing the taller man to rest under his chin.
This.. was also something Zura really enjoyed too and never got enough of. He supposes he can be especially sweet to him right now, even if he felt exhausted. ]
You're troublesome. [ Zura, you have no right to even speak you are practically the most high maintenance out of all four of them. Tatsuma is, though, his precious friend, but a handful. Since when has anybody ever asked to be held by him? Katsura can only think of an instance with Elizabeth, and it wasn't anything as intimate as this. Hardly.
A warm kiss is pressed against his forehead, his hands stroking up and down Sakamoto's bare arms comfortingly; this is something Zura is good at. His voice is very quiet, too, just right above a whisper: ]
Sakamoto— [ He also says something embarrassing: ] I enjoy your hands.
[ What a dirty confession, but this is his way of saying you did well, if you were curious from before. ]
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Katsura shifts from under the blankets onto his back, engulfing Sakamoto in his arms by wrapping them around him, allowing the taller man to rest under his chin.
This.. was also something Zura really enjoyed too and never got enough of.
He supposes he can be especially sweet to him right now, even if he felt exhausted. ]
You're troublesome.
[ Zura, you have no right to even speak you are practically the most high maintenance out of all four of them. Tatsuma is, though, his precious friend, but a handful. Since when has anybody ever asked to be held by him? Katsura can only think of an instance with Elizabeth, and it wasn't anything as intimate as this. Hardly.
A warm kiss is pressed against his forehead, his hands stroking up and down Sakamoto's bare arms comfortingly; this is something Zura is good at. His voice is very quiet, too, just right above a whisper: ]
Sakamoto—
[ He also says something embarrassing: ]
I enjoy your hands.
[ What a dirty confession, but this is his way of saying you did well, if you were curious from before. ]