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( 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: 2023-12-20 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. )