laughing, hand in hand.

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[he's at the kitchen table, and there's the smell of fresh brownies wafting out. ... but there's a messy pan where the brownies used to be, and Riku's downing a glass of milk. ... you can only guess where that chocolate went.]

Mm.

Comments

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

... fatty.

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

Keh.

[puts down the glass, slides down, arms crossing.]

I had a craving.

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

I hope it doesn't happen often.

[hello lap, you have a bendy roxas using you as a back rest.]

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[fjkl;a. ... looks down at him and raises an eyebrow.]

What, you wanted some?

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

Yeah, jeeze. Who do you think I am?

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

Maybe I'll regurgitate them.

Don't bet on it, though. I like them in my stomach.

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

I could always cut you open and suck them out with a straw.

Mmm, hydrochloric acid.

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[makes a face and stares.]

... oh, and let it make a hole in your tongue. And they say I'm a masochist.

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

Huh, what's that?

[busy biting your thigh now.]

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

Fuck--

[gasps it out and squeezes an eye shut.]

... playing piranha?

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

[grins.]

That would've worked better if I was still a hellbeast, but I might've ruined your pants.

[just noses at him now, sighing.]

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

I'd also have a part of my thigh missing.

[still shivers from the small notions, running a hand through Roxas' hair.]

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

[laughs against him.]

I wouldn't eat you. I bet you'd taste good, though.

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

I feel so honored that you'd be willing to make me a part of your daily supplement.

[cracks a smile.]

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

We'd be together as one.

[... snorts.]

Until y'know, forty-eight hours later.

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[fjksl;. lightly whacks the side of his head.]

Hilarious.

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

[just laughs, dragging himself up so he can straddle Riku's lap.]

So how've you been, huh? You're always off doing something.

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

Careful with the--

[he cuts himself off and looks at him, then scratches the back of his head and looks away.]

... sorry. I guess I've kind of been run ragged trying to keep my sanity in check, so you don't have to go through that shit again. So I don't either.

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

It's fine.

[leans forward, pressing his forehead against Riku's shoulder.]

Really, it's not like I have a problem dealing with it.

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[softly sighs, wrapping his arms around him securely.]

... if you say so. I just don't want him to show up.

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

I know.

[kisses Riku's shoulder, holding him tight.]

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[sighs softly, and rests before nibbling almost thoughtfully at Roxas' neck.]

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

Ah- hey now.

[snickers, nipping back at Riku's neck.]

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[still still still still--sh-shudder.]

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

[triumphant little 'ha-ha' goes here.]

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[hmphed 'i will hate you if you exploit that' glare goes here.]

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

[giggled 'so hate me all you want~' smirk goes somewhere over there while he wraps his lips on Riku's neck.]

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[fjks;a. shudders again, but grabs his hips firmly.]

Kitchen.