#making him crave contact

[sharpsuite]

  ✦  for niragi . heh .

↳ 76 REASONS FOR A KISS ↳ ✦ randomizer chose 59 .  kissing so desperately that their whole body curves into the other person’s  .

THIS ISN'T PART OF HIS PLAN. It's a phrase that falls rather fittingly to Niragi - like he has some sort of possessive claim of that phrase in Chishiya's life. Maybe he does. Niragi has become something of a tornado in his plans - one minute it's usual banter and sneers and smirks, the threats, and the next its an unrivaled tension and lips crushing against one another. It's a TENSION that all of the death games and their timers have failed to ever make Chishiya feel.

Like now. His shoulders relax against the wall and he tilts his chin upwards the militant with a sly grin. " Now whose the one waiting to see if I'll come back from a game? " He murmurs into the minuscule amount of space between them - Chishiya's game been a relatively long one and he had been the last to arrive back sans any other players. Part of him had been surprised to see Niragi waiting like a BEAST ready for a kill , the other hadn't. The last few days there had been only brief glimpses of one another - he can't help the thread of curiosity that wants to know if he's lurked in Niragi's mind in his ABSENCE, as hard to catch or be rid of as in the flesh. Lips silence Chishiya before he can say anything more; not as aggressive as their first, and he can practically feel the SMIRK when Niragi pulls back just slightly. TEASE. ( Or consideration ? Allowance to leave if he doesn't want this ? Chishiya stays. )

This DEFINITELY isn't part of his plan. But his plan is at the waiting stage anyways - waiting for the deck to be almost complete before he steals it. Chishiya slides his arms around Niragi's neck and crushes their lips together again as the militant bends down and Chishiya stands a bit further up on his toes to ease the difference. One hand buries itself in midnight locks, curls as he parts his lips for him and nearly sighs into the kiss. ( Does his own inexperience frustrate him? YES. It is not often he finds himself lacking although he is learning. Can he appreciate Niragi's skill? . . . Also yes. ) And it's like Niragi knows he's THINKING TOO MUCH, that Chishiya's still in is own head, because the kiss slows and deepens and it has his toes curling, back arching. His free hand slides down from the back of Niragi's neck to his chest, tries to tug him impossibly closer by the silk of his shirt while Chishiya presses against him and feels the heat. This time there's no freezing rain. He wants and it's all Niragi's fault. ( There IS no one else, he's just as avoidant and distant with everyone else as usual. )

Fingertips hover with rare uncertainty - he wants but he doesn't know WHAT he wants. Only that the wanting is there with its appetite. Physical contact does not come NATURALLY and neither does the knowledge of what to do. The hand in Niragi's hair tightens a fraction more, he sinks into the kiss and into the tongue and that damn piercing he likes just a bit more. Slowly his fingers trail down over the fabric till he grasps at the sniper's hip, fingers brushing at the sliver of exposed skin while staying pressed against him. SAVORS each second until the need to part to breathe becomes unbearable and he has to break the kiss for both of their sakes.

His head feels like soft static, like it's softened by cotton. Chishiya draws in tiny gasps of air against Niragi's lips, his own lips parted and eyes only half-open. It's DANGEROUS the appeal that this whatever it is with Niragi has. It yearns and hungers. Sometimes it burns and sometimes its a soft warmth. His grip on black hair loosens, turns softer when he strokes through the strands and feels Niragi's forehead against his shoulder as his head leans back against the wall. He's still warm, body heat pleasant as he thumbs at Niragi's side absently and tries to ground himself back to the now. ( He LIKES the warmth and wants it. )

" Nira-Ah! " A puff of warm breath hits his neck as Niragi turns slightly to him in response and Chishiya shivers underneath it with a CHOKED noise that cuts off his own voice. Goosebumps erupt over his skin and his mouth opens and shuts in surprise at his own reaction. He might be able to quiet his noises but that gasp had gone unchecked and unrestrained. Why would he know that'd happen? He squirms now, uncertain whether to acknowledge the occurrence or ignore it. He can't quite bring himself to look towards Niragi's dark eyes and decides to turn his head to the side, to try to ignore the little occurrence. Maybe he should kiss Niragi again, shut him up before he says anything. / @crue11 / @wellfell