Lacy lacy ||
@narkissismos
continuation from here [x]
“The material world.” Came the sultry response, back arching as their hips came to press flush against one another’s. He’d be lying if he said he didn’t appreciate the way Ikkaku’s fingers slipped under the lacy hem of his lingerie, but at the same time, he was hyper-aware of the fact that the material was less than durable, and Ikkaku was less than gentle with nice things. “So don’t rip it, yeah? I went through a lot of trouble to find some that fit.”
As slim and nice as his figure was, finding lingerie that was roomy enough in some parts andless so in others had been a hassle that he was rather unwilling to go through again- no matterhow much he kind of liked the feeling of lace against his thighs.
“Thought so.. ‘ve never seen anything like this round here..” He pulled on the panties a little. -Enough to stretch them away from Yumichika’s skin, not enough to harm the garment- and let it snap back against him with a grin.
“’S pretty.. It suits you well.” He chuckled and shook his head at how silly Yumichika was being. How much effort he’d gone through for something he could have known Ikkaku to not give a rat’s ass about. Granted, Yumi looked stunning, but Ikkaku was just as pleased seeing him in one of the kimono he’d bought him over the years.
“I won’t rip it, don’t worry..” He paused, eyes leaving the lace to meet with Yumi’s. “So does this dress-up have a reason, or did y’just wanna show off some?” His thumbs had dipped back into the undergarment. Softly brushing along Yumi’s hipbones.
