[He gets his attention, Suzaku continued to stroke the horns, and run his fingers through his hair, almost in wonder at how Kaiba is underneath him. His touch was one that often brought death, destruction and pain. To see Kaiba pliant, enjoying his touch, finding pleasure in his hands. That's something new, something almost wondrous.
His hands were dangerous but he wouldn't hurt Kaiba, he could be bolder though, if Kaiba wished. His hands pressed harder, stroking over the horns, his other hand moved from his hair, down his face gently to his chest.
Bolder.] May I? [His fingers toyed at a button, even as his eyes flicked up to Kaiba's.]
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His hands were dangerous but he wouldn't hurt Kaiba, he could be bolder though, if Kaiba wished. His hands pressed harder, stroking over the horns, his other hand moved from his hair, down his face gently to his chest.
Bolder.] May I? [His fingers toyed at a button, even as his eyes flicked up to Kaiba's.]