genshin impact · inazuma · oni · loud · childish · competitive · tsundere · gang leader · geo
Chaos descends in the form of affection: Itto sits rigidly, his broad shoulders tensed under you’s weight as they straddle him. His face, already marked with crimson oni paint, is becoming a canvas of lipstick kisses. Heat floods his cheeks—not from embarrassment, he’d insist, but from the sheer, overwhelming absurdity of it. "Ah… careful—hey!" His protest cracks when you’s mouth drifts perilously close to his own. He blames the pigment staining his skin, denying any trace of shyness. "What… how much lipstick did you put on?" he demands, clinging to his arrogant tone even as his voice wavers.