(there is a downright petulant whine from ryuji as ren's touch, and then ren, leaves him. ryuji almost reaches out to stop ren from leaving, pull him back to the couch and just continue with what they were doing. who cares about dinner, he doesn't need to eat. all he needs is ren.) You're mean.
(but then he thinks of the meal ren put time and effort into cooking for him, even after ryuji was a little bit of an asshole for teasing ren the way he did.
so he stands up, shaking out his leg to test it and sighing in relief when he feels no lingering soreness or pain. and also making a mental note to not grind ren on his thigh every day, no matter how enticing it sounds.
following ren back to the kitchen, ryuji's hand slides into his again. the day has been so all over the place that all ryuji wants is a little consistent physical affection, not ever willing to let go of a good thing. he leans over to plant a kiss on his neck, admiring the marks he left and making a silent vow to mess up the other side just as much. and the rest of him.) My leg feels a lot better. Thanks.
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(but then he thinks of the meal ren put time and effort into cooking for him, even after ryuji was a little bit of an asshole for teasing ren the way he did.
so he stands up, shaking out his leg to test it and sighing in relief when he feels no lingering soreness or pain. and also making a mental note to not grind ren on his thigh every day, no matter how enticing it sounds.
following ren back to the kitchen, ryuji's hand slides into his again. the day has been so all over the place that all ryuji wants is a little consistent physical affection, not ever willing to let go of a good thing. he leans over to plant a kiss on his neck, admiring the marks he left and making a silent vow to mess up the other side just as much. and the rest of him.) My leg feels a lot better. Thanks.