[ hopefully these shelves are sturdy, otherwise they might actually accidentally murder someone?? but no, it seems like they're pretty solidly in place, so even as nikkari pins junpei against a divider separating books about biology from those about bondage, the shelf doesn't give way. with one hand keeping his partner against the bookcase, the other slides down his chest, tracing the contours of his bones through his shirt. ]
[And that's how they murdered five people that week in an alt timeline. But instead, no, the shelves are sturdy and Junpei doesn't mind the uncomfortable dig in his back. His hands are sliding up Nikkari's spine and he murmurs against his mouth when his partner's hands drift down his chest.]
Can't a guy keep some secrets? [Low and wanting, but still kind of firm. He's never going to tell him that part and instead he nips at his bottom lip, moving Nikkari's hand further down to dip under his own shirt. That's apparently permission to keep touching.]
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Just how crazy do I make you, I wonder...?
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Can't a guy keep some secrets? [Low and wanting, but still kind of firm. He's never going to tell him that part and instead he nips at his bottom lip, moving Nikkari's hand further down to dip under his own shirt. That's apparently permission to keep touching.]