[ It was so embarrassing to hear that, but also so rewarding as well. He tensed up his arm a little to give Sora something to squeeze. He wasn't built like a tank like some people, but he definitely had some arm strength. He had to to be able to handle the pushback of the gunblade. ]
[He squeezes and touches Squall's muscle with a tiny happy smile before he chews on his lip. Honestly, Squall might not be as mega buff as some other people they know but he likes Squall's body. He's lean, strong and sharp. Like he's been carved from smooth ice.]
[ Carved from smooth ice... that's a compliment Squall could get behind. He gives another flex to his with a faint look of amusement. Seeing Sora look so flustered and yet so into it all just made Squall want to... show off more. How embarrassing. ]
Ugh...
[ He tries to sound huffy, but the grin forming on his lips gives him away right away. ]
[They always go back and forth at embarrassing each other like this, don't they?
Sora decides he feels a little bolder and he sits up enough that he can trail his fingers at the bottom hem of Squall's shirt and then he starts to pull it up like he wants Squall to take it off. If they're inspecting Squall's muscles... Right?]
[ With a darker shade of red forming on Squall’s cheeks, he took the hint or what he thought was a hint and sat up just a little, not enough to tip Sora over but enough to be able to move. He started pulling his shirt up until he pulled it off over his head, tossing it off to the side. Lying back down his hands moved to rest on Sora’s waist. He had light scars here and there from training and fights he’s been in, but nothing too exciting and noticeable. ]
[He shyly looks over Squall's chest, a new blush blooming over his cheeks. Squall really is something else. He's enamoured with him, the shape of his chest and all. Sora feels a bubble of nervousness in his stomach but curiosity too as he trails his fingers over Squall's skin. Even the little scars he traces with his fingers.]
[ Squall shivers a little when his fingers trail over his bare skin. While he wasn't really the ticklish type, he felt extremely fluttery feeling Sora's light touches all over his chest. His heart started speeding up again, nervousness building up, but he tries to push that away as far as he could, because he really didn't want Sora to stop. ]
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innermonologues) wrote2017-02-14 09:17 am
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When that comes from you... I think I like it.
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I guess it is a plus because it's you.
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Ugh...
[ He tries to sound huffy, but the grin forming on his lips gives him away right away. ]
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[They always go back and forth at embarrassing each other like this, don't they?
Sora decides he feels a little bolder and he sits up enough that he can trail his fingers at the bottom hem of Squall's shirt and then he starts to pull it up like he wants Squall to take it off. If they're inspecting Squall's muscles... Right?]
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Your hands feel nice...
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You're not ticklish?
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Not... exactly, no.