[ the weight off of his body causes him to sigh in relief. he'd like to pretend it's because he doesn't like the closeness — will, if it comes to that — but mostly it's because it's easier to breathe now. once jonouchi's moved, seto returns to himself with a little more alacrity, although his eyes are still hooded and heavy. and his mind is still hazy enough that when he tells him he's about to get up, his hand darts out without any thought to grab the wrist of the hand touching him.
damn it. he wanted... he studies jounouchi's face before affixing his gaze to his eyes. he can see his outline, the shape of his features, but can't read his expression in this lack of light. like it matters. ]
no subject
damn it. he wanted... he studies jounouchi's face before affixing his gaze to his eyes. he can see his outline, the shape of his features, but can't read his expression in this lack of light. like it matters. ]
Lick it up.