[Shiro smiles contentedly, eyes half closed and sleepy again. Not that the Hollow is trying to go anywhere, he's perfectly happy where he is. Shiro hums as he sucks on the lip until it stops bleeding. He wraps his arms around Ichigo, digging his claws in again and breaking off the kiss, snuggling into the crook of Ichigo's neck]
M'not movin', aibou.
[the nuzzling turns into more kissing, and blood-drawing lovebites around Ichigo's collarbone and neck, sucking out metallic blood and precious reiatsu.
Embarrassing, maybe. But here in these quiet, private moments, it was right, and nothing to be shy about]
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M'not movin', aibou.
[the nuzzling turns into more kissing, and blood-drawing lovebites around Ichigo's collarbone and neck, sucking out metallic blood and precious reiatsu.
Embarrassing, maybe. But here in these quiet, private moments, it was right, and nothing to be shy about]