Alterations


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roslintheredfox
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3 months, 2 days ago
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Etsuko shook her head, glossed lips forming into their own smile. "I think I've kept you waiting for too long." A double entendre. She bit back the urge to laugh as she watched the words sink in, the cogwheels slowly turning in his head at what they had met.

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"Hold still," Mitsuya's docile tone laced with lilt was muffled by the litter of sewing pins between his lips, pinching the chiffon together against Etsuko's restless figure. "If you don't quit moving, the alterations won't come out correct." He warned, lavender hues narrowing in concentration, the slightest crinkle in his brow not going unnoticed by curiosity lingering within ultramarine hues.

Etsuko could feel her breath catch in her throat every time Mitsuya's palm skated across her body to mark her curves with chalk, the thin chiffon doing little to keep the warmth of his hands from sinking into her already flushed skin. He was so close to her, the moment felt dangerously intimate within the four small walls of his home. "Sorry, Takashi," She uttered, voice barely above a whisper as a quick glance upward from him had her heart pounding in her ears.

"Hey," Removing the pins from mouth, he placed them to the side allowing his large hands to land on her hips, pulling her towards his seated figure as lips curled upwards into a soft smile. "Do you need to take a break?" He questioned, thumbs idly rubbing circles on the area above her hip bones in a soothing manner which Etsuko focused intently on.

Etsuko shook her head, glossed lips forming into their own smile. "I think I've kept you waiting for too long." A double entendre. She bit back the urge to laugh as she watched the words sink in, the cogwheels slowly turning in his head at what they had met.

Gentle palms cradled his jaw as Etsuko shortened the distance between them, stealing a kiss from wanton lips whilst heavy lidded eyes fluttered closed behind the thick array of lashes. Mitsuya inhaled, arms looping around her waist to pull her flush against his body, but as quickly as the kiss initiated, it splintered as he desperately followed her lips only to be stopped by smooth digits of Etsuko's fingers.

"I've distracted you enough," She muses out, teasing lilt interlaced on her words as she smiled a bit softer. "After you finish the alterations." Mitsuya let out a small huff. 

He was pouting.