[Still feeling like he's floating in the afterglow, Atsushi leans in, all but rubbing his head against Chuuya, even if that nip to his ear was borderline painful. It just doesn't register like that anymore, and he'd welcome more of just about anything right now.
Except he's already had too much, hasn't he?
Belatedly, he opens his eyes again to look at Chuuya, trying to help his words sink in by reading his expression - but realization hits even before that, and Atsushi is mortified. It didn't even feel so bad, before, but now, he feels absolutely gross.]
T-That's... I'm sorry!
[Trying to bow with someone sitting in your lap is kind of hard, but Atsushi sure tries to. God, he needs to get clean! Maybe he can gently lift Chuuya up to get him out of his lap? He'll take the hint, right?!]
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[Still feeling like he's floating in the afterglow, Atsushi leans in, all but rubbing his head against Chuuya, even if that nip to his ear was borderline painful. It just doesn't register like that anymore, and he'd welcome more of just about anything right now.
Except he's already had too much, hasn't he?
Belatedly, he opens his eyes again to look at Chuuya, trying to help his words sink in by reading his expression - but realization hits even before that, and Atsushi is mortified. It didn't even feel so bad, before, but now, he feels absolutely gross.]
T-That's... I'm sorry!
[Trying to bow with someone sitting in your lap is kind of hard, but Atsushi sure tries to. God, he needs to get clean! Maybe he can gently lift Chuuya up to get him out of his lap? He'll take the hint, right?!]