[Oh, there's the voice of reason, trying to at least get them inside the apartment, but Kamui's back collides with his front door with a dull thump, keys dangling loosely off the fingers of his right hand as Andy kisses him again. His head's gone all light and airy. He should, again, probably say something, but her teeth graze his lower lip now, and he can already tell that her body fits up so neatly against his own. His fingers wind in the tangle of her dark hair as his lips part for hers, and-- oh, fucking hell, the keys. The door.
It's a feat, putting the key in the lock backwards and one-handed. But he does manage it, eventually. Kamui even somehow succeeds in pulling away long enough to get them inside and to shut and lock the door once more.
He'll get the lights in a second. Right now, he's just eager to kiss Andy again.]
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[Oh, there's the voice of reason, trying to at least get them inside the apartment, but Kamui's back collides with his front door with a dull thump, keys dangling loosely off the fingers of his right hand as Andy kisses him again. His head's gone all light and airy. He should, again, probably say something, but her teeth graze his lower lip now, and he can already tell that her body fits up so neatly against his own. His fingers wind in the tangle of her dark hair as his lips part for hers, and-- oh, fucking hell, the keys. The door.
It's a feat, putting the key in the lock backwards and one-handed. But he does manage it, eventually. Kamui even somehow succeeds in pulling away long enough to get them inside and to shut and lock the door once more.
He'll get the lights in a second. Right now, he's just eager to kiss Andy again.]