Kanda:

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Kanda shifted uncomfortably, all too taken with the scene that unraveled in front of him.He had almost forgotten about his own situation, had his clammy hands not served as a reminder.

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{- ✶ -} The discomfort was obvious to the redhead, but he believed it was much more easily explainable than the precarious position the other had stumbled into. He just needs to push it a little farther, doesn’t he? Singular green eye stares down at the dark haired teen as Lavi brings his hand to his face, and licks his palm. That should be enough, shouldn’t it? 

           Except it wasn’t. Those deep blue eyes seemed to stare defiantly back at him no matter what he did. He had to do it, or else this whole day would have gone to waste. 
           "Kan, you look like a tomato, right now.“ Lavi laughs, trying to somehow gain the upper hand once more– which was hard considering he was shuffling around with his underwear, trying to get his cock out. "A tomato in a wig.”

           It’s hard to keep the mood up when you’re comparing someone to a tomato, but Lavi doesn’t mean it. He’s just being defensive. There’s something about the flush on those pale cheeks that just gets him going– something about how Kanda’s lips are parted just slightly is just so damn attractive, he doesn’t realize that spit-slicked palm is already pressed to his length.
          “Tch.”