[ gojo can sense his approach before he can see him, turning and looking over his shoulder - maybe it’s just gojo, but it feels like the world splits in half in the wake of him, dark and broad shouldered, made molten by the setting sun.
he lets getou come to him, limitless disappearing in a soft whoosh as his eyes drag down the line of the kimono’s border where it forms a V over getou’s tanned chest. then his mouth is on him, teeth hooking into gojo’s lip and tugging at it in a soft, teasing bite. ]
Hi. [ his palm comes up to brace getou’s hip, fingers digging into the bone. PDA from getou is rare, but gojo is more than happy to indulge whether or not anyone is looking at them. his head cranes to steal a proper kiss, thumb swiping beneath the gold belt to savor the texture clinging to getou’s skin. ]
Ready for dinner? [ gojo offers his arm — his family taught him how to be a gentleman, he just doesn’t care about that shit, unless it’s getou. ]
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he lets getou come to him, limitless disappearing in a soft whoosh as his eyes drag down the line of the kimono’s border where it forms a V over getou’s tanned chest. then his mouth is on him, teeth hooking into gojo’s lip and tugging at it in a soft, teasing bite. ]
Hi. [ his palm comes up to brace getou’s hip, fingers digging into the bone. PDA from getou is rare, but gojo is more than happy to indulge whether or not anyone is looking at them. his head cranes to steal a proper kiss, thumb swiping beneath the gold belt to savor the texture clinging to getou’s skin. ]
Ready for dinner? [ gojo offers his arm — his family taught him how to be a gentleman, he just doesn’t care about that shit, unless it’s getou. ]