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With the summer months blazing away, Kazuo felt like he was dying. He wore his hoodie constantly, because he hated not wearing it. ..At least he wore it inside. Outside he wore light, loose shirts with shorts that were almost indecent in length, and flip flops. His hair was often done in a braid lately because it just got it off his neck.

He thought it was hot in Japan, but this felt like a completely different kind of heat. It often left him drained of energy and he just flopped out on the bed and watching his monster movies over and over again.

Sometimes, though, like today, it gave him energy. It'd rained recently so there was a cool down, which meant the apartment went even colder. That meant that when Kazuo had his off days, he spent the day waiting for Kraven to come home. Today, he was going to tackle the man as soon as he stepped in the door. He wanted to rough house a little bit without having to worry about dying via Negaverse officer, or some agent of the Chaos.

Just a nice wrestling match.

He'd never done anything like this before, but he hoped it went over well.

Kazuo was up on a counter by the door, waiting, a bit anxious.

Thin arms and legs wrapped around Kraven from behind, his neck and hips, trying to pin those arms to Kraven's body. "Death from above!" He grunted out, trying to get the other to the floor. It was cleared up so that he wouldn't fall on anything that'd seriously hurt him.

This was definitely a first. Tackling Kraven, actually anyone, was something Kazuo never thought about doing. Until today.

"Give up or try to win!" Kazuo laughed in Kraven's ear, kissing it softly to show he was okay and this wasn't out of anger. Or at least that's what he hoped it conveyed.

The n** to his arm made the smaller man laugh and he just smirked wide on top of his boyfriend. He was basically sitting on him. Finally the other swayed this way and that and then worked a hand through Kraven's hair. "You've got to get me off first, if you want to put bruises on me."

Not that he thought Kraven would do it on purpose, but he did seem to bruise easier than some. The long haired Japanese man looked down at the taller with a challenge in his eye. His hands moved, trying to tickle over Kraven's ribs and stomach before bracing himself. Inevitably the bucking was going to happen, or Kraven was going to try to pin him down, but he knew the bigger wouldn't stay passive for long.