[ he almost expects an apology that comes along with nerves and the return of asahi's worries and he's ready to excuse it, to write it off and point out that it's his own fault his leg is numb in the first place.
the laughter makes him very happy to be wrong. that asahi remains this relaxed with him despite the dumb moments and the movement and the lull in what they've been doing makes ukai feel like he's doing something right. he's not sure what, but he wants asahi to remain this comfortable and confident around him. and he's not willing to ask about it out of fear of ruining what's settled between the two of them.
so, instead, he focuses on getting himself naked and shaking the last of the numbness out of his leg as he does, letting out a sigh once his shirt is gone as well and he's resting back against the couch again. the feeling has mostly returned to his leg by the time he looks over, taking in the sight of that blush as he reaches out, fingers hooking into the elastic keeping asahi's hair back so he can carefully pull it free. this time, he slips the elastic around his wrist, mindful of the fact that it'll need to be returned.
then, with it out of the way, he pushes his fingers into asahi's hair to drag him closer, catching his mouth in a kiss again for what feels like the first time in too long. it's messier than the lasting kiss from earlier and it doesn't stretch out for long before he's murmuring against asahi's mouth. ] Help me?
[ it's a request, a question of whether or not asahi wants to, because ukai is barely keeping his free hand off of his own erection for the time being and things won't remain that way for long. ]
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the laughter makes him very happy to be wrong. that asahi remains this relaxed with him despite the dumb moments and the movement and the lull in what they've been doing makes ukai feel like he's doing something right. he's not sure what, but he wants asahi to remain this comfortable and confident around him. and he's not willing to ask about it out of fear of ruining what's settled between the two of them.
so, instead, he focuses on getting himself naked and shaking the last of the numbness out of his leg as he does, letting out a sigh once his shirt is gone as well and he's resting back against the couch again. the feeling has mostly returned to his leg by the time he looks over, taking in the sight of that blush as he reaches out, fingers hooking into the elastic keeping asahi's hair back so he can carefully pull it free. this time, he slips the elastic around his wrist, mindful of the fact that it'll need to be returned.
then, with it out of the way, he pushes his fingers into asahi's hair to drag him closer, catching his mouth in a kiss again for what feels like the first time in too long. it's messier than the lasting kiss from earlier and it doesn't stretch out for long before he's murmuring against asahi's mouth. ] Help me?
[ it's a request, a question of whether or not asahi wants to, because ukai is barely keeping his free hand off of his own erection for the time being and things won't remain that way for long. ]