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“Silence.”
Not another word was to be spoken.
The wanderer pressed a finger to the alchemist’s lips, almost like a revoking of the permissive lips.
A drunken, yet hazy challenge in his eyes met the other’s bright teal ones—inviting the danger.
Instead of declining the hand to his lip, the blonde decided to elegantly grab the bandaged gentleness—planting a soft kiss.
Lips reminiscent of pine and the snowy alps’ arctic like force.
“You’re quite a demanding man when intoxicated, Kazuha..”
Of course, that wasn’t enough for him. Especially not in this state.
Kazuha didn’t just crave more, but rather for something more fierce and powerful to meet him.
“Oh, really? And what if that’s so…”
A subtle pause full of absolute sexual tension and anticipated chaos lingered for a few seconds.
“Albedo..” He hungrily whispered into the other’s ear.
The proximity was to the point of no space, the bare feeling of their chests—rising and falling through breaths.
The alchemist then prepared himself for the most part— mentally.
A man like Kazuha was one of surprise, unexpectedness, and hunter-like determination. Perhaps bedo was the prey?
He smirked.
“Do what you’d like.”
Suddenly, a different look could be seen by the change in the wanderer’s irises.
His hands, starting from being entangled in the blonde’s luscious hair would start to travel downward.
For what seemed like the beginning of a heated act—ended instantly with the drunken one collapsing exhaustively onto the other’s shoulders.
His hands were still gripped tightly onto the collar, safe and soundly asleep.