This is slander! And the tequila is getting his fighting spirit up! But the spice is making him feel more ease the longer he rests against Paul, as though he can feel the all of Paul's dedication to his task thrumming in the air. Midoriya's knees thighs underneath his knees are solid but still soft enough to be comfortable.
All of this is very comfortable. Kaworu leans, cat-like, into the knuckle brushed across his cheek, enjoying the odd tingling, almost ticklish, sensation it brings. Then he leans up, pressing his ear to Paul's lips, to receive the whisper.
His nose wrinkles in confusion, eyes flutter between, the image and Midoriya himself. It's good but it's also... It's interesting (unsure)! There's a dramatic flop back onto Paul as he tries to rearrange his expression into something neutral.
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This is slander! And the tequila is getting his fighting spirit up! But the spice is making him feel more ease the longer he rests against Paul, as though he can feel the all of Paul's dedication to his task thrumming in the air. Midoriya's knees thighs underneath his knees are solid but still soft enough to be comfortable.
All of this is very comfortable. Kaworu leans, cat-like, into the knuckle brushed across his cheek, enjoying the odd tingling, almost ticklish, sensation it brings. Then he leans up, pressing his ear to Paul's lips, to receive the whisper.
His nose wrinkles in confusion, eyes flutter between, the image and Midoriya himself. It's good but it's also... It's interesting (unsure)! There's a dramatic flop back onto Paul as he tries to rearrange his expression into something neutral.
"It's really good."
See! No spoiling!