[ Tsurumaru really is beautiful, isn't he? A pretty man, handsome and soft looking, but filled with so much strength, and warmth, and more. Aki is sated, can feel the burn of the bite to his skin, and he thinks... he could take more, if he wanted, right now.
He doesn't. But he could. ]
I'll start it, then.
[ Lighting the cigarette is easy, and Aki brings it to his mouth, takes a long draw - bliss, his proper brand, feeling good - before he lets the smoke drift out from his lips, holding it out to Tsurumaru. ]
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He doesn't. But he could. ]
I'll start it, then.
[ Lighting the cigarette is easy, and Aki brings it to his mouth, takes a long draw - bliss, his proper brand, feeling good - before he lets the smoke drift out from his lips, holding it out to Tsurumaru. ]