[the weight doesn't deter him, doesn't make him hesitate. he watches hades, aware that something is expected of him here. the wound is evidently of no importance, and so he puts it out of his mind, and when hades closes the distance between them mitsunari leans in again to resume the kiss.
his hands move, one finding a hip, the other against hades' chest, the touch light as if uncertain they're allowed there.]
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his hands move, one finding a hip, the other against hades' chest, the touch light as if uncertain they're allowed there.]