"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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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."