Izuru fell back on the futon with a sigh, Shuuhei's exhausted body slumped over his. His mind was still reeling from their earlier activities and he hummed in pleasure as soft lips found the tender skin of his neck, sending shivers down his spine and making his nerves tingle even as he tried to come down from his high.

It took him a while to notice the tingling was actually coming from his numbing arms.

"Shuu…my arms…" He whispered, shifting restlessly against the sheets until his lover lifted them both up to dislodge the limbs from where they were trapped beneath him. Once free, he flexed and stretched them until he got the feeling back before wrapping them around the 6th rounder's neck to pull him down share a lazy kiss.

Shuuhei smiled into the kiss then pulled back to press their foreheads together. "Something tells me…" He began, smiling down at the blond. "…that you weren't trying very hard to break that binding spell." He looked at Izuru's flushed face and grinned. "Or is that all you've got?"

Izuru chuckled softly and gazed up at his lover adoringly, his blues eyes twinkling with mischief. "I'm sorry to disappoint you, Sempai." He said, trailing a finger down prominent cheekbones and down a well-defined chest. The older student shuddered in his embrace and groaned, dark eyes slowly filling with renewed lust. "I promise I'll try harder this time."