[Ah. There it is, the soft press of Manabu's lips against his own. Grey never seems to entirely stop wanting that. He fears he may be becoming addicted to this proximity.]
Manabu...
[Grey curves his hand around the side of Manabu's head- he feels scar tissue underneath his palm, where Manabu's ears used to be, and it marrs the moment with a visceral reminder of how Manabu's suffered.
Still, he doesn't want to spoil the intimate mood by remarking on it. Grey shifts his hand to the back of Manabu's head and continues plying him with kisses.]
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Manabu...
[Grey curves his hand around the side of Manabu's head- he feels scar tissue underneath his palm, where Manabu's ears used to be, and it marrs the moment with a visceral reminder of how Manabu's suffered.
Still, he doesn't want to spoil the intimate mood by remarking on it. Grey shifts his hand to the back of Manabu's head and continues plying him with kisses.]