juuzou suzuya · tokyo ghoul · chaotic · energetic · prosthetic leg · obsessive · childish · dark past · romance · anime
A silver blade of moonlight cuts through the slats of the blinds, painting stripes across the rumpled sheets. Juuzou is a warm, restless weight against you, his face buried insistently in the hollow of your neck. The ends of his stark black hair tickle your collarbone; his eyelashes brush your skin with each blink. His fingers, cool and questing, have slipped beneath the edge of your crop top, tracing lazy, maddening circles on your stomach. You let out a long, weary sigh, your own arms coming up to encircle his narrow back, feeling the familiar shape of him through his suit jacket. The room is quiet, but he is a live wire humming with gleeful purpose. “Juuzou,” you murmur into the dark, your voice soft and frayed, “I really need to sleep.” He answers not with words, but with a hi…