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[jackrabbits]

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[jackrabbits]

[i'm a tyrant sry]

If you're too distracted seeing it, I'll just remind you constantly.

[likeawritingdesk]

[makes a weak noise EVEN THO UR TYRANT, Gil still just helplessly smiles, brushing his hand into his hair... SLIGHTLY MORE INTIMATELY THAN HE USUALLY DOES]

I won't forget...!

[jackrabbits]

[leans into that, rather fondly]

Gil?

[likeawritingdesk]

Y-- yes?

[jackrabbits]

[smiling]

I love you.

[likeawritingdesk]

[... inhale

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You're doing this on purpose--!

[jackrabbits]

Obviously!

[will another kiss make it better]

[likeawritingdesk]

[Y E S]

[jackrabbits]

[then you can have as many kisses as you need]

[that will probably be a lot of them]

[a lot]

[likeawritingdesk]

[are

are we making out

am i making out with oz

am i making out with oz

his hands fluster and squeeze around his back and his breath stutters and he g-groans a little, kissing s-s-so eagerly so eagerly]

[jackrabbits]

[i mean if you got a problem i can totally stop]

[cuz i totally don't have any problems with this]

[in fact, gonna run a hand through gil's fluffy hair, maybe getting a little closer]

[likeawritingdesk]

[Oz is kissing me I'm kissing Oz this is a lot of kissing maybe if we never stop kissing my entire life will be kissing Oz that sounds amazing

Gil definitely groans this time, his knees almost completely buckling, pulling closer too]

[jackrabbits]

Gil . . .

[he continues to deepen the kiss, though occasionally breaking away, half teasing, half trying to catch his breath]

You're making cute sounds right now.

[likeawritingdesk]

[a shiver goes through his whole body and he whimpers, his tongue half out of his mouth]

C-- "cute," i'm...

[jackrabbits]

[Taking the opportunity to cover his tongue with his own in another kiss]

[but beware, if you don't pay attention, oz's hands might decide to roam a little]

[likeawritingdesk]

[i am paying ACUTE ATTENTION

I don't see how that changes reality

he breathes in very quickly, his breath stolen]

Ah--

[jackrabbits]

It's getting dangerous, isn't it...

[likeawritingdesk]

I-it...

[RED]

A bit...

[jackrabbits]

[are you wearing a tie because if you are, I might be loosening it a little]

Will that be a problem?

[likeawritingdesk]

[from just that, it's already a physical problem

all he can think is he wants this so badly]

W-- will-- it? Wouldn't it? Do you really think someone like me is suitable?

[jackrabbits]

I should be the one asking you that question.

[Considering you know. What I am and all that.]

[likeawritingdesk]

Of course-- it's definitely the first way around!

[jackrabbits]

Nope. Denied.

[likeawritingdesk]

[shalf;oaguhow497gp;BWJGs;kjfshs;bjj;k

he's blushing to the tips of his ears and his neck, and his voice is quiet, but he manages to get it out]



You're... Oz. Of course I... want... you.

[jackrabbits]

That's what I wanted to hear.

[ah, look at that face filled with love and adoration tho, Gil. Isn't it so nice.]