[how did she always get inside his room? makoto smiles at the cat and heads over to scratch her head. she nuzzles, and nuzzles, and nuzzles--and makoto gives in, picking her up against his chest. the purring calms him down, and even so, it feels wrong to leave her inside the room.]
[...so he dumps her outside (she jumps out of his arms), and makoto closes the door quietly. he turns to rin, and his expression is a lot more neutral.]
[rin really looks silly in just his jammers. what kind of situation is this?]
[quietly, for makoto, he moves closer to his boyfriend and wraps his arms around rin's waist, hands on his hip and the other on his back. rin's skin still feels warm from being under the sun, and that makes makoto feel a bit more comfortable; it reminds him that this isn't some complicated puzzle, that he loves rin and rin loves him back, it's fine to feel embarrassed. which is why makoto's approach includes no words, but an almost instant kiss--slow and deep--to a nervous smile, confidence streaming from unlikely places (the hand on rin's back moving down to cup rin's ass), back of knees bumping against the edge of the bed.]
Re: King Shit
[how did she always get inside his room? makoto smiles at the cat and heads over to scratch her head. she nuzzles, and nuzzles, and nuzzles--and makoto gives in, picking her up against his chest. the purring calms him down, and even so, it feels wrong to leave her inside the room.]
[...so he dumps her outside (she jumps out of his arms), and makoto closes the door quietly. he turns to rin, and his expression is a lot more neutral.]
[rin really looks silly in just his jammers. what kind of situation is this?]
[quietly, for makoto, he moves closer to his boyfriend and wraps his arms around rin's waist, hands on his hip and the other on his back. rin's skin still feels warm from being under the sun, and that makes makoto feel a bit more comfortable; it reminds him that this isn't some complicated puzzle, that he loves rin and rin loves him back, it's fine to feel embarrassed. which is why makoto's approach includes no words, but an almost instant kiss--slow and deep--to a nervous smile, confidence streaming from unlikely places (the hand on rin's back moving down to cup rin's ass), back of knees bumping against the edge of the bed.]