[So picky. Not that Toshinori is deterred, far from it, bowing his head again to continue leaving a trail of kisses down lower, over his stomach. His navel gets its own affectionate little smooch, a punctuation mark in the middle of his messier, hungrier kisses; something saccharine, because that's what he likes.
Now then, past the navel, and... sideways, to pepper his hip with kisses and little bites.]
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[So picky. Not that Toshinori is deterred, far from it, bowing his head again to continue leaving a trail of kisses down lower, over his stomach. His navel gets its own affectionate little smooch, a punctuation mark in the middle of his messier, hungrier kisses; something saccharine, because that's what he likes.
Now then, past the navel, and... sideways, to pepper his hip with kisses and little bites.]