[Who needs oxygen? No one needs that. Not Rosso, who's definitely not panting and whining when Adrian pulls away. Get back here and kiss him you stupid fuck— oh.
Rosso flips his head in such a way that moves his hair back out of the way, casting some of the long strands previously resting in the front back with the rest. A little wiggle, before he closes his eyes and rolls his head to the side with a hum. A hum, which soon after becomes a stifled groan. Adrian's whiskers tickle his skin, but that's hardly more distracting than the way his lips and the barest bit of teeth feel. A shudder runs down his spine, soft, but noticeable all the same.
Aaaand then Adrian starts to move and Rosso grips tighter, hugging Adrian's sides with his knees as best he can manage. However the hell he can carry Rosso and be all over his neck like this is a mystery, but there's no time to ask. His back hits the mattress and Rosso eagerly, needily, arches into any touch Adrian will give.]
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Rosso flips his head in such a way that moves his hair back out of the way, casting some of the long strands previously resting in the front back with the rest. A little wiggle, before he closes his eyes and rolls his head to the side with a hum. A hum, which soon after becomes a stifled groan. Adrian's whiskers tickle his skin, but that's hardly more distracting than the way his lips and the barest bit of teeth feel. A shudder runs down his spine, soft, but noticeable all the same.
Aaaand then Adrian starts to move and Rosso grips tighter, hugging Adrian's sides with his knees as best he can manage. However the hell he can carry Rosso and be all over his neck like this is a mystery, but there's no time to ask. His back hits the mattress and Rosso eagerly, needily, arches into any touch Adrian will give.]
...gift... now? [rosso pls]