[makoto waits at the open front door, the porch light faint outside. soon as rin crosses the street and goes up the steps to 1476, makoto's smile visibly brightens. (this feeling doesn't get old.)]
[but without even a kiss hello, he puts his arms around rin's waist and picks the other up over his shoulder (sleepy, bullshit). inside they go, and if rin feels that this is unfair treatment, he'll probably feel more reason to be annoyed at the hand that is holding rin in place--via ass cup]
[when leaning in for a kiss has him lifted like a sack of flour, Rin does in fact feel like this is unfair treatment. naturally, he's opening his mouth to exclaim it so, but -- Makoto's quiet hushing (and the hand palming his ass firmly) has sharp jaws snapping shut in something like stunned bewilderment. it also stops him from squirming out of Makoto's arms using a few indelicate maneuvers that would no doubt draw some attention to the fact that he's being carried into the house like a big prize from a summer festival]
[sleepy, bullshit!!]
[all he can do is return a low hiss, hands fisting at Makoto's shirt]
If Momo sees me like this, I'm gonna pick you up and toss you out your own bedroom window. [what a cool and threatening thing to say, if it weren't followed by a higher pitched, very scandalised] -- Oi, that's not my hair you're petting, perv!
[that being said, they reach his room without makoto offering much of any retaliation against rin, because he is kind of sleepy, despite the physical effort that is perhaps showing otherwise. makoto places rin on his bed, to stand on his feet (after making sure slippers were tossed off his feet). the sheets are rumpled, proving that makoto had been in bed before deciding to bother both king and rin.]
[makoto stands before rin, and at this height difference, he is trying hard to hide the grin on his face, hands holding lightly onto rin's own]
Sorry, Rin.
[and, apology delivered, he lets go and turns to sit down on the bed, and onto his back, looking up (at dat ass)]
[there is something broken in Rin's brain, because he likes being manhandled as much as he absolutely hates it. it makes his reactions to when Makoto gets cute like this (in the obnoxious sense of the word, and also the not-obnoxious sense of it) somewhat disparate. as Makoto lays back, Rin's knees buckle, and he falls back onto the bed beside his boyfriend]
[and wastes absolutely no time headbutting him in the temple, and then biting much more pleasantly at his neck]
[disparate indeed]
Stupid, what happened to that sweet guy on the phone? [an unflattering voice is put on] I don't want to make out, I just want to sing you to sleep! Riiiin~!
[the biting turns to kisses, but Rin's hands are rough on Makoto, refusing to let the other get any leverage or advantage over him after that ass-patting load-bearing display]
[and despite rin's rough housing, makoto ends up giggling and curling his legs closer to his middle in an attempt to push rin off. he's not trying very hard, however, and with rin's refusal to give an inch in makoto's favour, the outcome is quite obvious.]
Eheh-- Rin! Come on, e-everyone's asleep...!
[that part is true at least]
[hands press lightly against rin with no real intent to push the other off, one roaming to brush red hair back in an attempt at hair brushing. it isn't very successful, to say the least, even as makoto hunches his shoulders to escape this attack]
Don't remind me, oi! I could be asleep right now, too, but instead I have to deal with a guy like you... it's really a shame.
[Rin pins one of Makoto's arms to the bed, content to let the other one stroke through his hair (as he usually is, being in fact a cat). the biting is left off, at Makoto's quiet giggling and smiling, because he really can't resist a kiss when Makoto makes a face like that. god, he's in way too deep]
Let's get this over with. There's kissing, singing, and petting to get to.
[makoto bursts a loud laugh at that, unable to resist how stupid the situation is. that, coupled with late-night drowsiness likely to set in at any moment, anything can be particularly funny.]
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i don't want to make out though
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i think we might have an unanimous vote to your presence for those three things
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come on i'm sleepy
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going now
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other than see you in a bit
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[but without even a kiss hello, he puts his arms around rin's waist and picks the other up over his shoulder (sleepy, bullshit). inside they go, and if rin feels that this is unfair treatment, he'll probably feel more reason to be annoyed at the hand that is holding rin in place--via ass cup]
Shh, everyone else is asleep.
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[sleepy, bullshit!!]
[all he can do is return a low hiss, hands fisting at Makoto's shirt]
If Momo sees me like this, I'm gonna pick you up and toss you out your own bedroom window. [what a cool and threatening thing to say, if it weren't followed by a higher pitched, very scandalised] -- Oi, that's not my hair you're petting, perv!
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[that being said, they reach his room without makoto offering much of any retaliation against rin, because he is kind of sleepy, despite the physical effort that is perhaps showing otherwise. makoto places rin on his bed, to stand on his feet (after making sure slippers were tossed off his feet). the sheets are rumpled, proving that makoto had been in bed before deciding to bother both king and rin.]
[makoto stands before rin, and at this height difference, he is trying hard to hide the grin on his face, hands holding lightly onto rin's own]
Sorry, Rin.
[and, apology delivered, he lets go and turns to sit down on the bed, and onto his back, looking up (at dat ass)]
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[and wastes absolutely no time headbutting him in the temple, and then biting much more pleasantly at his neck]
[disparate indeed]
Stupid, what happened to that sweet guy on the phone? [an unflattering voice is put on] I don't want to make out, I just want to sing you to sleep! Riiiin~!
[the biting turns to kisses, but Rin's hands are rough on Makoto, refusing to let the other get any leverage or advantage over him after that ass-patting load-bearing display]
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Eheh-- Rin! Come on, e-everyone's asleep...!
[that part is true at least]
[hands press lightly against rin with no real intent to push the other off, one roaming to brush red hair back in an attempt at hair brushing. it isn't very successful, to say the least, even as makoto hunches his shoulders to escape this attack]
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[Rin pins one of Makoto's arms to the bed, content to let the other one stroke through his hair (as he usually is, being in fact a cat). the biting is left off, at Makoto's quiet giggling and smiling, because he really can't resist a kiss when Makoto makes a face like that. god, he's in way too deep]
Let's get this over with. There's kissing, singing, and petting to get to.
[an amused pause]
The kind of petting is up to you.
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I already did the petting.
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