[ The teeth scraping against his ear cause him to immediately cease any and all cake attacks, his messy hands instead finding the depths of Masamune's hair. Very quickly, this has switched from something innocent to something less fitting for public display in Jae-ha's mind.
It's Masamune's fault?! Who resorted to tactics like these?! ]
They really should be, shouldn't they? But, I'm not complaining.
[ All things considered, in a situation like this, it was fairly easy, too easy to disarm Jae-ha. It probably doesn't help that he readily allows himself to come undone, completely willing to admit defeat.
But then... was it really defeat? He doesn't want to pull away just yet. They may be messy, but this is nice: the weight of Masamune on him, the warmth of his breath against his ear. ]
Ma...sa... mune. ♫
You win.
[ At least, that's what he'll say, before unceremoniously and effortlessly shifting his weight, reversing their positions. ]
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It's Masamune's fault?! Who resorted to tactics like these?! ]
They really should be, shouldn't they? But, I'm not complaining.
[ All things considered, in a situation like this, it was fairly easy, too easy to disarm Jae-ha. It probably doesn't help that he readily allows himself to come undone, completely willing to admit defeat.
But then... was it really defeat? He doesn't want to pull away just yet. They may be messy, but this is nice: the weight of Masamune on him, the warmth of his breath against his ear. ]
Ma...sa... mune. ♫
You win.
[ At least, that's what he'll say, before unceremoniously and effortlessly shifting his weight, reversing their positions. ]