[ Though the whining rears its head when Sena pulls his cheek, Leo doesn't lose the air that he's suddenly pulled up, standing above him and just - watching him lay back. It looks exactly like a pose out of one of his photoshoots, and it sends a thrill down into Leo's spine, through his body, leaving something pooling low in his gut. ]
You complain an awful lot. [ Bitchy. He reaches down to ghost his fingers up one of his thighs, but it's as he's going to set a knee on the bed between Sena's legs. He has a plan of what he wants to do, but he wants to give his beautiful, haughty boyfriend the praise and body worship he so rightly deserves.
Even if his ego doesn't goddamn need it. ] But it's okay. It doesn't distract from just how gorgeous you look. ♥
[ sena does in fact complain a lot, but he wouldn't be himself if he didn't. besides, his body doesn't match up his harsh words: he let his heel slide down a little further to open up for leo when he leans on the bed, making plenty of space for him to touch. leo's fingers are familiar, making the lingerie fabric dip just a little underneath his touch, and sena just tilts his head back properly to look at him, the smirk on his face returning. ]
It's just work. [ it's "just work" his ass, he would not have worn this home under his regular clothes if he didn't want leo to see it, and he sure as hell wouldn't have called him up, either.
it's not just work. he just wanted to do something special for his boyfriend. ...not that he's ever going to admit that, though. the praise makes him glow a little, though it's subdued, pleased. ]
Nothing you ever do is just work, Se~na. [ Bracing his hand against the very thigh that he was just barely brushing across, Leo moves to put the other against the bed next to his ribs on one side, leaning down over him and sighing sweetly. He really is gorgeous, and for as icy as he is, he's warm, perfect, pale skin flushing here and there with attention, made more obvious with the color of the lace. It matches his eyes so perfectly...
He goes a little further over him, hand sliding up his thigh and to his side in preparation. ] And, anyways, if it were just work... I wouldn't get you all to myself, would I?
[ Unfortunate that he has to share Sena Izumi with the world, whether it's through his modeling work or the stupid vlogs they do, together and independently (or with Sena's roommates, in his case). But at least he has these moments. Being alone with him is honestly the greatest thing that Leo could ever ask for, could ever want, and he ducks down to kiss his way up the length of his body, from navel to sternum to collar. ]
[ you'd think someone like izumi sena would complain about this praise, but, secretly, he loves it. sena's eating this right up, every reverent touch, every way leo's mouth trails up his bare skin. looking at him from this position isn't that unusual, though sena tops more often than not, and he doesn't mind it or anything, but it is making a bit of a flush rise up to his cheeks.
he's plenty confident. he looks good in this. it's ousama being unfortunately perceptive that got him, a brief widening of those ice blue eyes before he turns them away with a "hmph", like a pouty child.
(leo's right; every job izumi takes is to make his career grow a little more. he's worked and worked and worked to get to where he is, and he'd never sacrifice it. it figures this cheeky brat would know everything about him from the get-go.) ] Keep that up, see what happens.
[ it's grumbled and he clearly doesn't mean it. yeah, he's not going anywhere. ]
[ Nosing into the crook of his neck and shoulder, Leo breathes in that sweet, soft smell that is just unmistakably Sena. He's always smelled good, and it's just - unfair. So he wants to bury himself in it, in him, wrap his limbs around him and never let go. It's so selfish, and he knows it. A selfish king, down to his very, selfless core, and he can't find it in himself to care.
Usually he's the one bottoming, and he's perfectly fine with that. Leo loves it, and hte fact that he can fall apart in any direction and Sena will be there. But, sometimes, he wants to take care of Sena like he takes care of him. ]
Hm~m? Obviously I'll just have to make sure that Sena is lavished in the attention he deserves, right? [ He balances his weight on his knees, putting both of his hands on his thighs and spreading his legs. Man, his model boyfriend is so flexible. It's nice. ]
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You complain an awful lot. [ Bitchy. He reaches down to ghost his fingers up one of his thighs, but it's as he's going to set a knee on the bed between Sena's legs. He has a plan of what he wants to do, but he wants to give his beautiful, haughty boyfriend the praise and body worship he so rightly deserves.
Even if his ego doesn't goddamn need it. ] But it's okay. It doesn't distract from just how gorgeous you look. ♥
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It's just work. [ it's "just work" his ass, he would not have worn this home under his regular clothes if he didn't want leo to see it, and he sure as hell wouldn't have called him up, either.
it's not just work. he just wanted to do something special for his boyfriend. ...not that he's ever going to admit that, though. the praise makes him glow a little, though it's subdued, pleased. ]
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He goes a little further over him, hand sliding up his thigh and to his side in preparation. ] And, anyways, if it were just work... I wouldn't get you all to myself, would I?
[ Unfortunate that he has to share Sena Izumi with the world, whether it's through his modeling work or the stupid vlogs they do, together and independently (or with Sena's roommates, in his case). But at least he has these moments. Being alone with him is honestly the greatest thing that Leo could ever ask for, could ever want, and he ducks down to kiss his way up the length of his body, from navel to sternum to collar. ]
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he's plenty confident. he looks good in this. it's ousama being unfortunately perceptive that got him, a brief widening of those ice blue eyes before he turns them away with a "hmph", like a pouty child.
(leo's right; every job izumi takes is to make his career grow a little more. he's worked and worked and worked to get to where he is, and he'd never sacrifice it. it figures this cheeky brat would know everything about him from the get-go.) ] Keep that up, see what happens.
[ it's grumbled and he clearly doesn't mean it. yeah, he's not going anywhere. ]
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Usually he's the one bottoming, and he's perfectly fine with that. Leo loves it, and hte fact that he can fall apart in any direction and Sena will be there. But, sometimes, he wants to take care of Sena like he takes care of him. ]
Hm~m? Obviously I'll just have to make sure that Sena is lavished in the attention he deserves, right? [ He balances his weight on his knees, putting both of his hands on his thighs and spreading his legs. Man, his model boyfriend is so flexible. It's nice. ]