"Well, you wouldn't want me to get cold, would you?" Don't be such spoilsport... the snuggling is hardly so bad, even if it means maneuvering a stump out of the way and the brief irritation that flares when he can't... really do this properly. He doesn't have the arm for it.
But he settles the one he does around Mihawk's middle and leans up to press a quick kiss to his lips.
"I suppose you'd be rather cross if I made us messy again..."
"I'll not clean you up again," Mihawk threatens. But no protests against the snuggling. Apparently that's vaguely tolerable. And hey, there are benefits to not having an arm. It won't lose feeling or get pins and needles if he presses himself right up against Mihawk.
He does smell nice now. They both do. It'd be silly to undo all that time spent rubbing each other clean. Even if smelling nice is part of the allure...
It's true. No more dead limbs when they inevitably drift off curled around each other as they are. There's a breath that leaves his lips as he nuzzles his way under Mihawk's jaw and seems to settle a bit, his good arm sliding around his waist to keep him in place.
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But he settles the one he does around Mihawk's middle and leans up to press a quick kiss to his lips.
"I suppose you'd be rather cross if I made us messy again..."
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He does smell nice now. They both do. It'd be silly to undo all that time spent rubbing each other clean. Even if smelling nice is part of the allure...
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"Fine, you win this time, I suppose."