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esp_dragonv2) wrote2021-03-25 08:53 pm
esp_dragonv2) wrote2021-03-25 08:53 pm
Entry tags:
Distracting
Fandom: Noblesse
Summary: Tao thinks M-21 needs a distraction.
Contains: M-21/Tao
Rating: G
Genre: General
Word count: 273
Status: Complete
M-21 closed his eyes as he leaned back on his bed. His hands throbbed, and that was a good thing. That meant he'd pushed his transformation as much as he could. So much so that the skin around his hands and creeping up his arms were itching, like he'd been sunburned there.
He heard his door open and he would have turned his head to look but he was exhausted.
There was only one person who would go into his roo-
"Oof!"
"Eeem!" Tao said, using M-21's lap as a chair.
M-21 looked at him blearily and Tao grinned at him. "What?"
Tao wrapped his arms around M-21's neck, leaning in. "Weeelll..."
M-21 hummed when Tao kissed him, Tao's fingers dipping below M-21's shirt to brush light circles against his skin.
He pushed into the kiss, hearing Tao chuckle.
When Tao pulled away, he kept his arms around M-21's neck, leaning his elbows on his shoulders. "Thought you might want a little distracted, heh."
M-21 stared at him, and then snorted, flexing his hands. "Huh." He hadn't thought about his hands the entire time they'd been kissing. "Thanks."
Tao kissed him again with a laugh. "See? My ideas are always the best. Sooo," Tao drew out, leaning in close enough their noses touched, "you wanna keep going, or do you wanna do somethin' else? Like a movie."
M-21 gave him a lazy smirk, pulling him closer as he slid his hands under Tao's top. "This is fine." It wouldn't take him too long for his hands to feel normal again.
Tao's grin was just as sharp as he leaned in again.
Summary: Tao thinks M-21 needs a distraction.
Contains: M-21/Tao
Rating: G
Genre: General
Word count: 273
Status: Complete
M-21 closed his eyes as he leaned back on his bed. His hands throbbed, and that was a good thing. That meant he'd pushed his transformation as much as he could. So much so that the skin around his hands and creeping up his arms were itching, like he'd been sunburned there.
He heard his door open and he would have turned his head to look but he was exhausted.
There was only one person who would go into his roo-
"Oof!"
"Eeem!" Tao said, using M-21's lap as a chair.
M-21 looked at him blearily and Tao grinned at him. "What?"
Tao wrapped his arms around M-21's neck, leaning in. "Weeelll..."
M-21 hummed when Tao kissed him, Tao's fingers dipping below M-21's shirt to brush light circles against his skin.
He pushed into the kiss, hearing Tao chuckle.
When Tao pulled away, he kept his arms around M-21's neck, leaning his elbows on his shoulders. "Thought you might want a little distracted, heh."
M-21 stared at him, and then snorted, flexing his hands. "Huh." He hadn't thought about his hands the entire time they'd been kissing. "Thanks."
Tao kissed him again with a laugh. "See? My ideas are always the best. Sooo," Tao drew out, leaning in close enough their noses touched, "you wanna keep going, or do you wanna do somethin' else? Like a movie."
M-21 gave him a lazy smirk, pulling him closer as he slid his hands under Tao's top. "This is fine." It wouldn't take him too long for his hands to feel normal again.
Tao's grin was just as sharp as he leaned in again.