[Inebriation makes itself known when Solomon's skin begins to mend. Were he sober, Takasugi may have drawn away to watch the flesh knit together until only trails of blood remained. As he is, he lashes out with his tongue to weave it between the closing wounds. Teeth drag along after, deepening the gash where he can.
The whole endeavor leaves his mouth smeared with red.
He'll acquiesce to being the bigger monster amongst them with a low groan. Another roll of his hips, one that keeps them pressed together so each little shift in position grinds friction - hot and uncomfortable - between them.
Solomon's hand is met by Takasugi's, sliding into their shared heat to unwrap his fundoshi before two fingers curl over the elastic of Solomon's underwear. He's left exposed, and it isn't long before he pushes the fabric opposite him down to reveal the head of the other's erection.
It gets no attention other than a mindless shift of his hips. Takasugi's attention is quickly stolen by the kiss. His jaw tenses in Solomon's hold, not eager to be torn away from the bloody mess he'd made, but interrupted in a breath for air that ends up filled with teeth.
He replies in kind, gentler than he'd been moments ago, but no less assertive. His tongue darts forward, into Solomon's mouth to force his own blood back into it. Replacing what he's taken... right?]
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The whole endeavor leaves his mouth smeared with red.
He'll acquiesce to being the bigger monster amongst them with a low groan. Another roll of his hips, one that keeps them pressed together so each little shift in position grinds friction - hot and uncomfortable - between them.
Solomon's hand is met by Takasugi's, sliding into their shared heat to unwrap his fundoshi before two fingers curl over the elastic of Solomon's underwear. He's left exposed, and it isn't long before he pushes the fabric opposite him down to reveal the head of the other's erection.
It gets no attention other than a mindless shift of his hips. Takasugi's attention is quickly stolen by the kiss. His jaw tenses in Solomon's hold, not eager to be torn away from the bloody mess he'd made, but interrupted in a breath for air that ends up filled with teeth.
He replies in kind, gentler than he'd been moments ago, but no less assertive. His tongue darts forward, into Solomon's mouth to force his own blood back into it. Replacing what he's taken... right?]