[A small sigh follows, yet there is a touch of fondness in the utterance as he regards the voice hero. His voice hero. But he was thankful the man was taking care of his dumb mouth after that disaster of a food decision. He was pretty sure the man would be okay, but for his own sake he needed that mouth to be clean and as pristine as a mouth could be. Especially with his prior knowledge.]
Dirty and dirty are entirely different things. I'm less likely to catch a floor disease when you're being dirty.
[He drawls this out whilst he gets comfy. His arms wide and accommodating when Hizashi joins him, wrapping them both around that slender waist as soon as the man settles. They're a bit tangled but he enjoys it, cheekily sliding his leg between the others, bending it as he secures the man comfortably on himself.]
Don't just open your mouth like that, any wider and you'd eat me.
[A simple quip as he tucks his hand under Hizashi's shirt, so he can start stroking at his bare back, under the garment while his free hand moves to pinch at the man's chin, gently nudging that gaping maw a bit more closed.]
But yes, I can see.
[For his efforts he merely tugs him in closer, so he could gift him a slow and lingering kiss.]
[[ooc: trying to get my present mic voice back; sorry this took so long!]]
Since I'm an English teacher, maybe I should write a play about it. Very Shakespeare. Julius Chicken Caesar Salad. Or The Tragedy of MacNugget. Real serious stuff.
[He makes a serious face, nodding seriously. Modern Mic masterpieces in the making.]
And as a language teacher, I can tell you, dirty and dirty are the same. They're the exact same words, y'know.
[No, he knows what Shouta really means. He just can't resist the joke. Jokes are harder to resist than floor-nuggets. That's good. He's got to resist the floor food from now on, now that he knows the cruel truth! It is some consolation to him as Shouta's arms slip around his waist, while his leg slides between Hizashi's own. It's a lot of consolation, actually. Very close and very nice.]
Hey man, you might be exaggerating a little. You're not gonna catch a deadly disease off me cause of one nug.
[Although in spite of his protests, he's doesn't feel like protesting much more. He's already relaxing under Shouta's very expert touch.]
Eating you might not be a bad idea... but you've gotta confirm you haven't been on the floor first. Cause I'm turning over a new leaf.
[However, he doesn't wait for any confirmation before letting himself be drawn into the kiss and kissing Shouta back as his eyelids start to close.]
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[A small sigh follows, yet there is a touch of fondness in the utterance as he regards the voice hero. His voice hero. But he was thankful the man was taking care of his dumb mouth after that disaster of a food decision. He was pretty sure the man would be okay, but for his own sake he needed that mouth to be clean and as pristine as a mouth could be. Especially with his prior knowledge.]
Dirty and dirty are entirely different things. I'm less likely to catch a floor disease when you're being dirty.
[He drawls this out whilst he gets comfy. His arms wide and accommodating when Hizashi joins him, wrapping them both around that slender waist as soon as the man settles. They're a bit tangled but he enjoys it, cheekily sliding his leg between the others, bending it as he secures the man comfortably on himself.]
Don't just open your mouth like that, any wider and you'd eat me.
[A simple quip as he tucks his hand under Hizashi's shirt, so he can start stroking at his bare back, under the garment while his free hand moves to pinch at the man's chin, gently nudging that gaping maw a bit more closed.]
But yes, I can see.
[For his efforts he merely tugs him in closer, so he could gift him a slow and lingering kiss.]
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Since I'm an English teacher, maybe I should write a play about it. Very Shakespeare. Julius Chicken Caesar Salad. Or The Tragedy of MacNugget. Real serious stuff.
[He makes a serious face, nodding seriously. Modern Mic masterpieces in the making.]
And as a language teacher, I can tell you, dirty and dirty are the same. They're the exact same words, y'know.
[No, he knows what Shouta really means. He just can't resist the joke. Jokes are harder to resist than floor-nuggets. That's good. He's got to resist the floor food from now on, now that he knows the cruel truth! It is some consolation to him as Shouta's arms slip around his waist, while his leg slides between Hizashi's own. It's a lot of consolation, actually. Very close and very nice.]
Hey man, you might be exaggerating a little. You're not gonna catch a deadly disease off me cause of one nug.
[Although in spite of his protests, he's doesn't feel like protesting much more. He's already relaxing under Shouta's very expert touch.]
Eating you might not be a bad idea... but you've gotta confirm you haven't been on the floor first. Cause I'm turning over a new leaf.
[However, he doesn't wait for any confirmation before letting himself be drawn into the kiss and kissing Shouta back as his eyelids start to close.]