[All of Rosso's dumb layers of clothes for Fashion are yeeted, and yeah, he sure is naked in Adrian's lap waiting for his dumb manticore boyfriend to act up. In the meanwhile, though, Rosso slips his hands under Adrian's shirt and pretty much just pulls it over his head in one fell swoop. There's no sexy undressing, no wandering hands, none of that... the shirt is gone to be in a pile with everything else.
That is when Rosso decides to pounce, dragging Adrian in for a heated kiss while he lets his hands wander across the expanse of his chest. He's big; Rosso uses him as a pillow all the time, so he knows, but god damn.
God damn.]
...what the fuck are you so hot for. [yeah doing really good at this bedroom talk thing.]
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That is when Rosso decides to pounce, dragging Adrian in for a heated kiss while he lets his hands wander across the expanse of his chest. He's big; Rosso uses him as a pillow all the time, so he knows, but god damn.
God damn.]
...what the fuck are you so hot for. [yeah doing really good at this bedroom talk thing.]