Good. Relief flooded through him and a tension he didn't know he had melted away. He smiles then, then flushes and tries to get back to being as he was before, assured, in control, not -- not the other thing. He returns the kiss and then goes back to his neck, unbuttoning Sanji's shirt as he goes, slipping his hands inside and teasing the warm familiar skin with the pads of his thumbs.
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Date: 2018-08-27 07:18 pm (UTC)