[That doesn't not work. It at least shuts him up good. Togami's hands feel good on him, even if they're too big. His hips feel good under Leon's fingers as he untucks his shirt from his pants and begins to ruck it up his chest, even if they're too narrow and bony. His stomach is too flat and firm—
Seriously, the list of what's wrong with this situation is so endless that, in the back of his mind, Leon can't figure out why the combined force of those things hasn't tipped this over into feeling Actually Wrong yet.
But it hasn't. And he's starting to slip in deeper past the point where he can keep track of it, even in the back of his mind.
Instead he murmurs when Togami's tongue touches his lips—no actual words, just something quiet but heated-sounding enough to surprise him all over again—and tilts in to close the distance and meet Togami's lips again, and then his tongue, slipping in to touch and stroke at it with his own. The last corner bit of Togami's shirt pulls free from his waistband with an abrupt jerk, and it feels like all at once his shirt's riding half up his chest, his stomach bared enough to be hot-feeling against Leon's own bare skin low down his waist.]
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Seriously, the list of what's wrong with this situation is so endless that, in the back of his mind, Leon can't figure out why the combined force of those things hasn't tipped this over into feeling Actually Wrong yet.
But it hasn't. And he's starting to slip in deeper past the point where he can keep track of it, even in the back of his mind.
Instead he murmurs when Togami's tongue touches his lips—no actual words, just something quiet but heated-sounding enough to surprise him all over again—and tilts in to close the distance and meet Togami's lips again, and then his tongue, slipping in to touch and stroke at it with his own. The last corner bit of Togami's shirt pulls free from his waistband with an abrupt jerk, and it feels like all at once his shirt's riding half up his chest, his stomach bared enough to be hot-feeling against Leon's own bare skin low down his waist.]