@gendetects
﹙ ! ﹚ " ah - no ! ahaha .. no more fave kisses - ! I have - to get going ! keith ! "
@dirtyhighs "you're trying to make me do something next to impossible..." he sighed, placing yet another kiss to the dancer's skin. "do i /really/ have to stop?"
﹙ ! ﹚ " it's a small bruise .. I'll be fine, mi corazón. besides, it wasn't even intentional. "
@dirtyhighs "pushed into the bar...? mm.. here. let me see it up close.." the man went to crouch down. he wanted to lower himself to see it better.
@dirtyhighs "if it wasn't intentional, then you should be able to tell me where you got it from, right?"
﹙ ! ﹚ " noo, you can't see ! it is a surprise for later - shoo, shoo ! "
@dirtyhighs "patience isn't always a strong suit of mine. what is it? come /on/. i don't even /like/ surprises."
﹙ ! ﹚ " can you guess who? I'll give you a hint : I'm your favourite. "
﹙ ! ﹚ " oh? you know my hands hm? maybe I should wear some gloves next time, make it harder ♡ "
@dirtyhighs "my... favorite? hm. i wasn't aware i had one of those. /kidding/. camellia, i don't even need any hints. i know your hands when i feel them."
﹙ ! ﹚ " hm? why should I put you down? you said your back hurts, so I'll carry you ♡ "
@dirtyhighs keith knew he was practically all skin and bones, but still. he didn't think he was /that/ light. "are you sure? seriously, if you have to, put me down-"
﹙ ! ﹚ " no, no ! you are light as a feather, amor ! trust me, I have carried a lot heavier than you before. "
@dirtyhighs "no.. /no no no/- camellia, come on... i'm- i can walk myself. what if i'm too heavy for you? just... put me down."
﹙ ! ﹚ " and here I though you weren't coming back here, hm? I missed you, you know? "
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" eh? no, mi corazón ! That's - that's something you should give to you're partner .. ! I couldn't accept it .. ! [ /// ] "
@dirtyhighs "like this." reaching out, the man grabbed camellia's wrist and took his hand. in it, he placed the box with the jewelry. "there. now it's yours. and, there's no receipt so it can't be returned." pulling his own hands away, a light smile was offered.
" but .. ay, you're killing my poor heart here ! how am I supposed to accept this .. ? " sheepishly , he shuffled forward, biting his bottom lip and averting his gaze.
@dirtyhighs "no, you will accept it. it's /for you/. that's the only reason i got it. so i could give it to you. now.. come here."
" noooo, cariño ! don't go to woorrkkk ! " he whined, cleaning to the other's arm - poorly attempting to pull him back into the bed. " I'll miss youuu ! "
@dirtyhighs "camellia - i mean it..." keith struggled. only a little. only for a second. then he felt the other's nose against his skin and he sighed loudly. it was impossible to say no to him. it really was. his body slowly began to relax in the dancer's hold. "okay... five more minutes." but they both new five would turn into ten would turn into twenty.
pursing his lips, camellia wrapped his arms around the man's waist, falling backwards into the soft cushions of the bed. " isn't your work subjective or something? just five move minutes ! " he pleaded, burying his face into keith's neck.
@dirtyhighs the man paused and then sighed out softly, glancing at camellia from the corner of an eye. "you know i would stay if i could... don't give me that look." he frowned lightly.
" ah .. where - ? ( ... ) keith? its been a while ... how.. - ? "
@dirtyhighs swallowing, keith gave an awkward glance off to the side when he felt camellia's fingertips against his face. almost immediately, he reached up to grasp the other's hand in his own. "maybe i should have said /held up/ instead.. but no. i'm not busy now. ... i'm sorry for vanishing. it was never my intention."
he didn't say much for a moment, simply staring up at the detective. an unsure hand reached out, as if checking to see if Keith was real - flinching when finger tips met his cheek. " you came back ? but .. aren't you still busy? "
@dirtyhighs "it has been, hasn't it? yeah... that's my bad. i- .. got /busy/. did i scare you? sorry."
