[ Amemura Ramuda, life-ruiner extraordinaire, doesn't need to keep stabbing, but does anyway. Because there's no such thing as overkill, even it means doting on your sworn enemy with a thoroughness bordering on worship.
Which is why his hands slide to Jakurai's shoulders, squeezing them and rubbing circles into them. His tongue curls into the dip between his collarbones, and he presses gentle kisses trailing from his throat to the other side of his neck. ]
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Which is why his hands slide to Jakurai's shoulders, squeezing them and rubbing circles into them. His tongue curls into the dip between his collarbones, and he presses gentle kisses trailing from his throat to the other side of his neck. ]