[Okay, but he literally loves the nose boops? They make him feel very very loved and cherished and not at all feared. In a good way, not in a threatening way.]
[And Klaus' stubborn refusal of Kichou does SO MANY things to his emotions.]
[Wasn't Klaus the one who wanted threesomes? But not with people who didn't like Nobunaga at least... and that means... the universe to Nobunaga.]
[There's a small hiccup.] I wouldn't let him hurt you. And he's a grown man, he can handle rejection.
[JUST GONNA KISS KLAUS OKAY.]
[Or more licking now.]
[Nobunaga scrambles on top to straddle them, pin Klaus' arms and lick a giant Oda mon into their chest!]
Klaus... [A small feral growl of pure wanton desire, he adds some bites into the center of the flower, to really make the red light up on Klaus and he wants Klaus to feel it to LAST so all the next day he'd feel it no matter what he wore. Gently sucking the skin, but then long tracing patterns. Nobunaga's fingers trailed down Klaus' sides, finally to their legs and between them, still focused on licking his artwork but thumbing over the tip of Klaus to give them even more to react to.]
Keep talking. I want to hear your voice and nothing else.
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[Okay, but he literally loves the nose boops? They make him feel very very loved and cherished and not at all feared. In a good way, not in a threatening way.]
[And Klaus' stubborn refusal of Kichou does SO MANY things to his emotions.]
[Wasn't Klaus the one who wanted threesomes? But not with people who didn't like Nobunaga at least... and that means... the universe to Nobunaga.]
[There's a small hiccup.] I wouldn't let him hurt you. And he's a grown man, he can handle rejection.
[JUST GONNA KISS KLAUS OKAY.]
[Or more licking now.]
[Nobunaga scrambles on top to straddle them, pin Klaus' arms and lick a giant Oda mon into their chest!]
Klaus... [A small feral growl of pure wanton desire, he adds some bites into the center of the flower, to really make the red light up on Klaus and he wants Klaus to feel it to LAST so all the next day he'd feel it no matter what he wore. Gently sucking the skin, but then long tracing patterns. Nobunaga's fingers trailed down Klaus' sides, finally to their legs and between them, still focused on licking his artwork but thumbing over the tip of Klaus to give them even more to react to.]
Keep talking. I want to hear your voice and nothing else.