[words he's heard, a sentiment he's expressed to himself, countless times and yet he's not sure it's ever had quite a note of fondness under it, like it's not that Hasebe's chastising him for doing something so obviously stupid, but that he's pleased he had the audacity to do it at all]
[he watches his blood slip between the cracks of his lips, printed there like a brand, and that's what's erotic to him]
...S'awright. It'll stop in a bit.
[or maybe he just wants the excuse]
[to leave his fingerprint everywhere: on his skin, on his bed, on his blade that's no doubt tasted red from countless enemies -- and now a single person who doesn't fit that category]
[it takes a lot for him to look away from the swordsman, but he does, palm tentatively roaming the length of silver, the shift of colors beneath from forging, tempering, compressing and compacting, working ember and earth until all that was left was this lethal thing -- and he thinks that's probably a little like Hasebe himself]
[he doesn't understand it, but he grasps for conclusions:]
Can you feel this? [feel it the same way he can his shoulderblades around his heart, his hips between his thighs, his fingers on his mouth]
no subject
[he watches his blood slip between the cracks of his lips, printed there like a brand, and that's what's erotic to him]
...S'awright. It'll stop in a bit.
[or maybe he just wants the excuse]
[to leave his fingerprint everywhere: on his skin, on his bed, on his blade that's no doubt tasted red from countless enemies -- and now a single person who doesn't fit that category]
[it takes a lot for him to look away from the swordsman, but he does, palm tentatively roaming the length of silver, the shift of colors beneath from forging, tempering, compressing and compacting, working ember and earth until all that was left was this lethal thing -- and he thinks that's probably a little like Hasebe himself]
[he doesn't understand it, but he grasps for conclusions:]
Can you feel this? [feel it the same way he can his shoulderblades around his heart, his hips between his thighs, his fingers on his mouth]
[his grip tightens, slowly gaining confidence]