[whirls them suddenly so his back is against the wall, eyes flicking to take in his surrounding before pulling his sword away, leaning in to kiss the bleeding cut with a murmur]
[coolly surveying himself . . . putting himself away and fixing his pants, straightening his shirt, and ditching the other glove then shaking out his hair with his hand]
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With you only doing your second best?
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[letting him, still a lot of a mess but relaxed, waiting]
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I'm sure our creativity is terrifying.
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Haha, yours is, at least.
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Glad you think so...
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[pushing Yuri into the wall, going along with the motion as he bites and sucks on his ear]
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You're so... [drops to his knees again, propping his sword in reach]
Fucking contrary.
[And blowjob]
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Get off me.
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[turning to leave]
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[Reaching down to palm himself]
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