(After Seven Minutes in Heaven, both of them had decided how they were going to spend the rest of their day. With Izaya's roommates out in the Carnival, it felt more than fair to lock the door behind him with the certainty that none would open. Thin fingers enter the sea of golden locks, gently caressing her scalp before lips come to hers again.
Without physical stimulation, that erection she's felt is long gone, but well. He's young. Shouldn't take too long, anyway.)
cw they're boning
Without physical stimulation, that erection she's felt is long gone, but well. He's young. Shouldn't take too long, anyway.)