The angora always does it for Atobe, his hands skimming lightly up Tezuka's sides as he watches the changes in Tezuka's face, and Sanada prefers the wool, rubbing his cheek on Tezuka's shoulder so they don't have to look each other in the eyes, and Yukimura likes the cashmere, the way it slides against Tezuka's chest and arms, but Inui doesn't care which sweater Tezuka is wearing, so long as he can pull it over Tezuka's head and press his mouth against bare skin.
I tried to stop thinking about Ed Wood, but failed.
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Tezuka is such a sweater slut. God.