[ Mika's weight in his lap is comfortable. He's a warm, little guy who's very easy to hold. They're so used to curling up together from their youth, it feels natural to tuck him close to his body, though the placement of his hands have changed since their childhood.
He smiles small as he sees Mika's lips part. He always listens, no matter what Orga says. It's almost frightening sometimes, but it leads him to being careful with his choices. He leans down and gives him a much firmer kiss than before, his own mouth parted as he lets his teeth drag over Mika's mouth. His hands move up, splaying against his lower back as he keeps his long arms around him protectively, hiding his body with the width of his coat. ]
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He smiles small as he sees Mika's lips part. He always listens, no matter what Orga says. It's almost frightening sometimes, but it leads him to being careful with his choices. He leans down and gives him a much firmer kiss than before, his own mouth parted as he lets his teeth drag over Mika's mouth. His hands move up, splaying against his lower back as he keeps his long arms around him protectively, hiding his body with the width of his coat. ]