[ The pressure to follow the mistletoe's very strong suggestion dissipates immediately, replaced by a different sort of pressure, and Lavi is pleasantly surprised. Resting his good hand on the back of Suzaku's head, he does deepen it, taking the responsiveness as an invitation. ]
[ Yes, definitely -- nice. Bringing out the latent competitiveness in him, really. Suzaku meets the dart of tongue; circles it with his own, and lets one of his own hands take hold of the front of Lavi's jacket, tugging him a little closer. ]
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[ Lets out a soft groan, keeping up easily for another few moments. He grins as he comes up for air, feeling pleasantly winded. ]
Not so bad, right?
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Not so bad.