[ cyno feels.. almost drunk on the shower of sensations, the incredible warmth, and the bone deep satisfaction of something he's been aching for for so very, very long. kissing tighnari, it just feels correct in the way that breathing feels correct, in the way that his heart beating feels correct. he's never quite known a feeling like it, before.
and then tighnari is arching into him, pulling close, and cyno's breath rushes hot, a shiver sweeping down his spine from the feel of tighnari's fingers, heat blazing under his skin. his head is full of warm, static cotton. tighnari chuckles, the sound bubbling against his lips, making cyno smile, his mouth curving against tighnari's. ]
Mm.. just what are you laughing about?
[ he says softly, his voice a low, rough whisper between them, but he keeps tighnari close, holds their bodies together, his lips pressing to the corner of tighnari's mouth. ]
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and then tighnari is arching into him, pulling close, and cyno's breath rushes hot, a shiver sweeping down his spine from the feel of tighnari's fingers, heat blazing under his skin. his head is full of warm, static cotton. tighnari chuckles, the sound bubbling against his lips, making cyno smile, his mouth curving against tighnari's. ]
Mm.. just what are you laughing about?
[ he says softly, his voice a low, rough whisper between them, but he keeps tighnari close, holds their bodies together, his lips pressing to the corner of tighnari's mouth. ]