[A pleased, contented sound. Between his tugging and Itachi's wrapping, Law ends up twisting enough so they end up flush together chest to chest. Or bare chest to old threadbare t-shirt. A t-shirt that rides up, allowing the flesh of Itachi's arms to come in contact with the skin underneath.
It's a bit awkward of a position to be in. A little off balance. Itachi could push him down onto the mattress easily if he chose to. But he doesn't mind.
This is nice. Just soaking in Itachi's proximity and warmth.
So he just continues to nuzzle in, breathing in the scent that was Itachi, wings twitching faintly as Law's fingers slightly caress the spot where they lay with idle affection.
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[A pleased, contented sound. Between his tugging and Itachi's wrapping, Law ends up twisting enough so they end up flush together chest to chest. Or bare chest to old threadbare t-shirt. A t-shirt that rides up, allowing the flesh of Itachi's arms to come in contact with the skin underneath.
It's a bit awkward of a position to be in. A little off balance. Itachi could push him down onto the mattress easily if he chose to. But he doesn't mind.
This is nice. Just soaking in Itachi's proximity and warmth.
So he just continues to nuzzle in, breathing in the scent that was Itachi, wings twitching faintly as Law's fingers slightly caress the spot where they lay with idle affection.
... so nice...]