[He laughs a little again, this time accompanied by a throaty, rumbling growl that's pure Sanguis, almost a purr but for the fact that it's too lupine to properly be called one.
The hand at the nape of his neck presses a touch more emphatically now, like a caution not to move, and at length Jotaro lifts his head and angles his chin and catches Kakyoin's lower lip between his own — the closest yet to a proper kiss, and yet still not quite there.
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[He laughs a little again, this time accompanied by a throaty, rumbling growl that's pure Sanguis, almost a purr but for the fact that it's too lupine to properly be called one.
The hand at the nape of his neck presses a touch more emphatically now, like a caution not to move, and at length Jotaro lifts his head and angles his chin and catches Kakyoin's lower lip between his own — the closest yet to a proper kiss, and yet still not quite there.
Two can play at that game, after all.]