Intoxicated

A dreamy sigh escaped his lips. Izumo was...intoxicated. Not by the sake he was currently drinking. No, that couldn't affect him that way. He stared hopelessly into narrow black eyes. His gaze occasionally flickered to other things. Spiky black hair that he wanted to feel between his fingers as he kissed perfect pink lips. Strong hands that he wanted to hold...or to feel on his body.

An addicting, sweet scent overwhelmed him. A deep, raspy voice made him shiver. Yes, Izumo was intoxicated. The alcohol in his system gave him courage. The waves of emotion that only Kotetsu could stir within him cut the last threads of his self control. Izumo reached over and smoothed an errant strand of Kotetsu's unruly hair out of his face. He let his fingers slowly slide down to his chin. When Kotetsu's only response was to blink, he crushed their lips together in a needy kiss that could only be the result of years of pent-up desire.