[Curses under his breath, jerking his arm out from under him and plants it on Alma's shoulder, using his grip to both shove Alma into the bed and prop himself up. Dives down to kiss him roughly, rolling his hips.]
[Responds with a sharp cry of his own, pushing forward. Shudders and fumbles, losing his grip on Alma and letting him drop and slip off as he comes. He doesn't pull back from the kiss, though, or get any less insistent about it.]
[lets out a cry as he hits the bed, shaking and twitching, driving a hand between them to wrap around himself and jerk himself off fumblingly as they kiss]
[Slides his hand off Alma's shoulder to prop his arm on the bed, slumping a little and slowing down, lightening the kissing to little more than pecks between breaths.
Pushes himself up to hover over Alma and opens his eyes, looking down at him.]
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Pushes himself up to hover over Alma and opens his eyes, looking down at him.]
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Yyyyuuu...
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... Did that really feel good?
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[Somehow thinking Kanda doesn't want to hear that Allen Walker told him]
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[kissing Kanda's throat idly]
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