[ He understands why Kazunari's holding himself back. It's the same reason that Tsumugi's doing everything in his power to will himself to not get a boner, despite how incredibly sexy his boyfriend sounds right now. He'd love to take the time to drive his boyfriend crazy, fuck him slowly and sensually against the wall, and listen to him babble more about how good he feels, but time is exactly what he's lacking.
So maybe later. For now, who says he can't have a little fun? ]
(I'm glad.) [ He says, crystal clear directly into Kazunari's mind, a contrast to how - ahem - full his mouth is at the moment. ] (I really want you to feel good, Kazu-kun...)
[ He hums around him, as though pondering something. ] (... You can thrust if you'd like. Just be careful, okay?)
[His body responds first: hips twitching again and thrusting his cock just a little deeper as if Tsumugi had loosened his grip on Kazunari's leash. However, upon retracting, he presses himself back against the wall behind him.]
I don't know if I can... I'll get carried away. [He swallows over a knot in his throat, loosening another whine.] Feels good. Feels good, I prommy.
[He's coherent still somehow, but definitely babbling.]
[ Though there's a part of him that's disappointed (?) that he won't. Sure, it makes sense, but also that small tease of a thrust felt nice. The fact that it was reflexive - that he couldn't resist for that fraction of a second - leaves his heart pounding just a tad bit harder in his chest.
Tsumugi swallows as well before scooting closer, really pinning Kazunari between the wall behind him and the warmth of his mouth. He's only got one hand on his hip this time, the other down between his own legs to alleviate some of the building pressure. Though it might be a bit hard to hear the rustle of fabric over the wet, lewd noises as he sucks his dick. ] (Then, how about later? You won't have to hold back if we're at home.)
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So maybe later. For now, who says he can't have a little fun? ]
(I'm glad.) [ He says, crystal clear directly into Kazunari's mind, a contrast to how - ahem - full his mouth is at the moment. ] (I really want you to feel good, Kazu-kun...)
[ He hums around him, as though pondering something. ] (... You can thrust if you'd like. Just be careful, okay?)
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I don't know if I can... I'll get carried away. [He swallows over a knot in his throat, loosening another whine.] Feels good. Feels good, I prommy.
[He's coherent still somehow, but definitely babbling.]
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[ Though there's a part of him that's disappointed (?) that he won't. Sure, it makes sense, but also that small tease of a thrust felt nice. The fact that it was reflexive - that he couldn't resist for that fraction of a second - leaves his heart pounding just a tad bit harder in his chest.
Tsumugi swallows as well before scooting closer, really pinning Kazunari between the wall behind him and the warmth of his mouth. He's only got one hand on his hip this time, the other down between his own legs to alleviate some of the building pressure. Though it might be a bit hard to hear the rustle of fabric over the wet, lewd noises as he sucks his dick. ] (Then, how about later? You won't have to hold back if we're at home.)