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This is Nagito Komaeda. Please leave me a message!



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[unluckless]

[Komaeda actually does cooperate now, happy to let Hinata strip him of his clothes because this seems like a perfect idea so far as he's concerned.

He's also not shy about reaching out, curling his fingers into the waistband of Hinata's boxers. Now these. Now these too. And then they can have a bath and use all the hot water in the building.]

Much better. But it could get better too.

[particularity]

[Hinata's face is growing hot, but there's a smile on his face as he twists his own fingers into Komaeda's boxers.] Yeah, it could. [He steps closer, leans in, just that barest bit up until his and Komaeda's foreheads touch, until pale hair is clouding his vision.

His fingertips trace along the inside of his waistband, over the curve of his hipbones, before he sets to coaxing them down his legs.]

[unluckless]

[Komaeda just looks thrilled when Hinata agrees. Yes good. Nothing in their way now. His fingers tug the other's boxers down from his hips -- and he wiggles to help out with urging his own down and off, stepping out of them once they pool at his feet.

Out of them and straight into Hinata, closing the distance between them. There. Even better. They probably ought to turn on the shower.]

Perfect.

[particularity]

[Hinata nns softly, when their bodies press together. It feels like his skin prickles both from warmth and cold, his fingers sliding over the jut of Komaeda's hips, stroking in a long motion up his back.]

Mhm.

[Agreement, but his voice is low and distracted.]