Thread continuation for thetaintedsorrow.

[goatsongs]

[from here]

Heh. I can think of plenty of people who'd call me vain for drinking to that one. Lucky I'm drinking with you instead.

[Chuuya drinks, naturally.]

Well, never have I ever been a sexy redhead.

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[thetaintedsorrow]

I think I can manage.

[Those fingers in his hair certainly feel nice, and Chuuya makes quick work of his shirt, slipping it off his shoulders and tossing it on the floor. He’ll get to the bottom half in a second, right after he sucks and nips on his husband’s neck.]

I can’t get enough of you.

[goatsongs]

[The bottom half will definitely have to come off, but mafia-Chuuya does an excellent job of being distracting.]

You can have me for the rest of our lives.

[That's what it is to be husbands, isn't it?

Chuuya runs his hands over his husband's bare chest, briefly tweaking a nipple. It's skin he's touched before, many times before, but being married makes everything new again.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

Ditto.

[He loves feeling his husband’s hands sliding over his bare chest, and he shivers and gasps when he teases one of his nipples. Two can play at that game though, and Chuuya bends down to flick his tongue out over poet Chuuya’s nipple in retaliation. He loves teasing him, and he sucks it into his mouth before lightly pinching the other between his thumb and forefinger.]

[goatsongs]

Chuuya--!

[His husband is the best at retaliation, and Chuuya finds himself moaning before he even realizes what his husband is doing. There's really no competing with him.

He won't go down without a fight, though, and he drags his nails lightly down mafia-Chuuya's stomach.]