[He's glad Katsuki doesn't flinch at the laughter, or change his mind. Instead, his ears turn a startling shade of pink, and is it weird that the first thing that pops into his mind is 'cute'? Because it is. It's cute, and the way Katsuki stutters that retort is cute, and maybe he won't say it out loud but he's not going to stop thinking it.
Less cute is the way he can feel those eyes wandering over his body. Less cute, and more...something he doesn't exactly have the words for, something that makes every nerve ending tingle and makes his heart pound, makes him realize that maybe he's a little more into this than he thought. His breath catches as Katsuki's hands slide over his chest, and lips find his shoulder, and his head turns so his mouth brushes the shell of Katsuki's ear as he murmurs quietly.]
I don't want to.
[The words are warm, fond, almost teasing, and he places a kiss on the soft spot behind Katsuki's ear as he lifts his hands to slide slowly up Katsuki's sides, pushing his shirt up by inches as he goes. He wants less fabric to get in the way of their explorations, more skin contact, but he's not going to go fast enough to spook the other boy.]
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Less cute is the way he can feel those eyes wandering over his body. Less cute, and more...something he doesn't exactly have the words for, something that makes every nerve ending tingle and makes his heart pound, makes him realize that maybe he's a little more into this than he thought. His breath catches as Katsuki's hands slide over his chest, and lips find his shoulder, and his head turns so his mouth brushes the shell of Katsuki's ear as he murmurs quietly.]
I don't want to.
[The words are warm, fond, almost teasing, and he places a kiss on the soft spot behind Katsuki's ear as he lifts his hands to slide slowly up Katsuki's sides, pushing his shirt up by inches as he goes. He wants less fabric to get in the way of their explorations, more skin contact, but he's not going to go fast enough to spook the other boy.]