annoyed by his main target.
ᅠᅠ his teeth get in the way, pulling hard on isagi's lower lip, making it so that even though the kiss is slow, there's a clash of teeth and tongues all over. his smile falters briefly.
ᅠᅠ kaiser usually likes the ferocity of their kisses, but when isagi, whom he thought he saw as desperate, changes the speed like that, he just huffs in response.
ᅠᅠ he, who is usually annoying by nature, is being * ﹠.
❨ his brows knit,face scrunching. fingers tangle into blonde strands,tugging in a display of growing frustration. fine. if that’s how kaiser wants to play.
the rhythm shifts and slows. he’s no longer chasing. no longer desperate. &̲
ᅠᅠa laugh, then he finally give the kiss back. his own hands hold isagi's, preventing him from moving them from there.
ᅠᅠ he returns the kiss more calmly, testing the birthday boy's patience. he keeps his eyes open all the time.
it’s 𝙢𝙮 birthday. why are you making me fucking work for it,you selfish prick. ❨ he grumbles,the words empty of any bite. his hand slides behind kaiser’s neck,pulling him down until their lips meet. he claims them like he’s hungry. like he’s famished. ❩