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[ It was always a cock riser— fingers in mouth— Toji couldn't explain why other than he was teasing himself by not popping the whole thing out and shoving it down Vash's throat. It's a little, saucy teasing for his own sake as the feeling of tongue and spit rubs against his fingers, the slight sucking also nice. It feeds his arousal even further, his excitement pressing along the seams of his pants. Vash is more than welcome to take a look.
He leans down, just a breath away as his other hand caresses through Vash's hair. ]
I know you can be nastier than that. There's no reason to be shy. It's just us. I won't be mad if you stop holding back.
[ Although Toji loves playing the strict top that punishes his bottoms when they do things out of line, he's moreso interested to see what Vash wants to do at the moment. He slides his fingers back and forth, feeling around his mouth-- how big it is, how nice his teeth are. Vash said he likes it rough, so he slips his digits further down and into his throat to test the waters, then out again. In, and out. Toji then relaxes his hand, as if giving Vash permission to do what he wants with his hand before he gives him the honors of presenting his cock. ]
( he does look; his eyes mere slits as they slide open, and he doesn't know when he closed them, vision already gone hazy around the edges with his own arousal welling up inside him like the tide rolling in, a sharp, almost startled moan slipping up from the back of his throat as his gaze trails downward. settles on the hard line of toji's cock pressing against his zipper and he almost has to press his thighs together to keep from squirming. almost, but not quite. he's trying very, very hard to be good —
but that doesn't stop the heat from pooling in the bottom of his stomach, does it? from tickling downward between his legs and making him whine around the other man's fingers with how wet he's getting already. flithy, slick and warm and so wanting that he doesn't need any more coaxing to give more than just the most subtle bit of suction.
he takes those fingers sliding into his throat as though this isn't the first time he's ever done anything like this, been touched like this; whether he needs the touch to ground himself or he simply wants another point of contact is anyone's guess as he takes toji's wrist in both hands, holds tight as he sucks those long, dangerous digits into his mouth when he's effectively given permission to do as he pleases.
it's so much, but nowhere near enough and he does end up pressing his thighs tight together, squirming in a way that may only seem like he's fidgeting in search of some manner of friction, and if toji doesn't want him taking too many liberties … maybe he should think about saying as much out loud. )
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Date: 2023-12-12 12:02 am (UTC)He leans down, just a breath away as his other hand caresses through Vash's hair. ]
I know you can be nastier than that. There's no reason to be shy. It's just us. I won't be mad if you stop holding back.
[ Although Toji loves playing the strict top that punishes his bottoms when they do things out of line, he's moreso interested to see what Vash wants to do at the moment. He slides his fingers back and forth, feeling around his mouth-- how big it is, how nice his teeth are. Vash said he likes it rough, so he slips his digits further down and into his throat to test the waters, then out again. In, and out. Toji then relaxes his hand, as if giving Vash permission to do what he wants with his hand before he gives him the honors of presenting his cock. ]
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Date: 2023-12-20 08:31 pm (UTC)but that doesn't stop the heat from pooling in the bottom of his stomach, does it? from tickling downward between his legs and making him whine around the other man's fingers with how wet he's getting already. flithy, slick and warm and so wanting that he doesn't need any more coaxing to give more than just the most subtle bit of suction.
he takes those fingers sliding into his throat as though this isn't the first time he's ever done anything like this, been touched like this; whether he needs the touch to ground himself or he simply wants another point of contact is anyone's guess as he takes toji's wrist in both hands, holds tight as he sucks those long, dangerous digits into his mouth when he's effectively given permission to do as he pleases.
it's so much, but nowhere near enough and he does end up pressing his thighs tight together, squirming in a way that may only seem like he's fidgeting in search of some manner of friction, and if toji doesn't want him taking too many liberties … maybe he should think about saying as much out loud. )