He lets himself be lead over and drapes himself easily onto the mattress, which he thankfully notes doesn’t have any weird wet patches, though it does smell more strongly of succubus than the air. It’ll be easier to kiss down here with their heights evened, easier as well to… who knows what, really?

“What do you enjoy when you’re in bed with a man, Suzaku?”

It’d be crass to point out they’ve both enjoyed the same man’s bed, though L.L feels crass enough lying here with a tent in his pants. He sprawls elegantly on one hip, arranging his legs to obscure the sight… but Suazku’s in the same state.

He really is a handsome man when he’s so flushed and wanton. With an elegant stretch L.L sprawls onto his back, t-shirt riding up as he arches his back as he shows himself off. This isn’t leading Suzaku on, it’s simply making sure he knows he’s allowed to vent his drugged desire