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kaiser reaction to whenever you kiss his tatooes pls >_<

the evening is quiet, and the air is filled with a sense of calm that contrasts with the intensity usually exudes on the field. michael kaiser lounges in bed, his athletic form barely concealed by a loosely tied bathrobe. he holds a glass of red wine, the deep crimson liquid reflecting the soft light of the room.

you climb onto the bed, your movements gentle as you snuggle into his side. he glances at you with a small, affectionate smile before taking another sip of his wine. the aroma of the wine mingles with his scent, creating a comforting blend that makes you feel at ease; in kaiser’s presence, of course.

resting your head against his shoulder, your eyes are drawn to the rose tattoo that adorns his arm up until his neck. you trace its intricate lines with your fingers before leaning in to place a soft kiss on it. your lips move in a series of quiet pecks, preserving a symbol of his resolve and the hardships he has faced to get here.

kaiser’s breath hitches slightly, and you can feel the tension in his body melt away with each kiss. he drinks from his glass again, savoring the moment.

when you pull back, he looks down at you with a playful, yet serious expression. “i didn’t say you could stop?”

smiling, you resume kissing his tattoo, each touch of your lips a tranquil promise that you understand and accept his vulnerability. this tattoo, a symbol of his will, is a constant reminder of his journey, his fight for a better life beyond the impossible. kissing it means more to him than he can easily express; it’s as if you’re telling him that everything will be alright.

“your tattoo is beautiful, micha,” you whisper between kisses, “just like you.”

he places his glass of wine on the bedside table and wraps his arm around you, holding you closer. “hmm you make me feel like i can do anything,” he admits softly, his gentle voice is so unlike him, frankly you want to listen to every second of it.

you rest your hand over his heart, feeling its steady beat beneath your palm. “you already have,” you reply, meeting his gaze. “and i’ll always be here to remind you of that.”

he leans down, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “then with you by my side, i might believe it, mein liebling.”

@uzurakis