[For the first time, Leon's surprised at the sound of his own voice—it reminds him of what he's like with girls, kind of. Kind of not. And it's been a long time since he got to hear himself like that, anyway, so who knows what's happened to it in the meantime? But it's the nails on his back, barely-there, but even more noticeable for how subtle they are; it's Togami's way of admitting to things without admitting them, which makes him fun to tease in the same way girls are when they hold back. It's being close enough now to feel the warmth of Togami's skin through his shirt, even if he can't feel the smoothness of it yet.
It makes his voice dark and thick in a way he likes, playful, more confident than he feels.
But he's starting to muster up some of that, too, actually.
He leans down again to mouth at Togami's lower lip, half-kissing him, mostly just sharing breath with him, and moves to start untucking his overly dressy-ass shirt from his pants, fingers creeping in to finally brush bare skin.]
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[For the first time, Leon's surprised at the sound of his own voice—it reminds him of what he's like with girls, kind of. Kind of not. And it's been a long time since he got to hear himself like that, anyway, so who knows what's happened to it in the meantime? But it's the nails on his back, barely-there, but even more noticeable for how subtle they are; it's Togami's way of admitting to things without admitting them, which makes him fun to tease in the same way girls are when they hold back. It's being close enough now to feel the warmth of Togami's skin through his shirt, even if he can't feel the smoothness of it yet.
It makes his voice dark and thick in a way he likes, playful, more confident than he feels.
But he's starting to muster up some of that, too, actually.
He leans down again to mouth at Togami's lower lip, half-kissing him, mostly just sharing breath with him, and moves to start untucking his overly dressy-ass shirt from his pants, fingers creeping in to finally brush bare skin.]