#[u liked my starter call so im gonna continue this instead asdfgfds]

[starburdened-blog]

@dollburdened.... continued. 

the distinct sting of the redhead smacking his brute-built, wondering hand deters him from rather fruitlessly continuing his crude action, only (mostly) because he has to eventually, & with some lingering regret, glue his offending appendage back to the steering wheel, so they don’t crash into any of the cars around them & die in something as mundane as a car accident when they both have stands. thus, he takes his leering, droopy gaze with his hand back to focus on the boring road, a slightly wounded, though wood-dull noise leaving the pocket of his throat. damn, sale sure had punishing accuracy in his hits, but that didn’t bother him too much, for the most part when on the receiving end. 

sale usually liked compliments about his appearance, like lots of people did, so why was zucchero’s advances always batted away in semi-seething exasperation? maybe he didn’t enjoy being handled roughly. 

-- -nah. he totally did. 

zucchero grins dumbly & eases back into the driver’s seat, feeling smug by how long he got to appreciate the other stand user’s supple assets. it was more than last time, that was for sure. maybe sale was starting to warm up to him?