[he doesn't realize he's cut hades until he smells the blood, and mitsunari almost draws back at that, eyes flicking over to where he can see it running along hades' skin. his lips move in the beginnings of an apology, but when hades doesn't let go, doesn't flinch back or seem bothered in the slightest - when he smiles instead against the kiss - mitsunari relents, but now keeps his arm rigidly still so as not to do that again.
he tries returning the kiss as best his inexperience knows how. his breath hitches a bit when hades' hand finds his stomach, but otherwise he doesn't step back, his free hand curling into a loose fist at his side.]
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he tries returning the kiss as best his inexperience knows how. his breath hitches a bit when hades' hand finds his stomach, but otherwise he doesn't step back, his free hand curling into a loose fist at his side.]