[ Watching the way Tsurumaru shifts, moves up, leaning close and into his space, makes Aki's heart skip a little. He already feels heavy with his desire, feels weighed down, the desperation that is flooding him making him feel as if he might explode into pieces if he isn't careful. There's a threat of obsession, a thread of something dangerous in the way he leans in, like he might lose control of himself if he isn't careful.
Flustered, flushed, Aki licks his lips, watching this man gazing at him and wanting nothing more than to sink into him and never let go.
Tsurumaru rises, pushing himself up, higher and higher, his own hands falling away as he licks his lips, swallowing the new lump of want in his throat.
There's something delicious about the way that Tsurumaru speaks, a low edge to his voice, something sweet to it at the same time...
His cheeks are warm, and he opens his mouth and then closes it for a moment, caught up in his own want. ]
Tsuru...
[ Leaning in, unable to stop himself, he goes to steal another kiss, to slide their mouths together, a soft, mumbling sound against his mouth, wanting and taking. ]
Anything.
[ Slowly, leaning back, sliding, he almost flops onto the futon, stretched out, baring himself completely to the man above him to do whatever he wants with. ]
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Flustered, flushed, Aki licks his lips, watching this man gazing at him and wanting nothing more than to sink into him and never let go.
Tsurumaru rises, pushing himself up, higher and higher, his own hands falling away as he licks his lips, swallowing the new lump of want in his throat.
There's something delicious about the way that Tsurumaru speaks, a low edge to his voice, something sweet to it at the same time...
His cheeks are warm, and he opens his mouth and then closes it for a moment, caught up in his own want. ]
Tsuru...
[ Leaning in, unable to stop himself, he goes to steal another kiss, to slide their mouths together, a soft, mumbling sound against his mouth, wanting and taking. ]
Anything.
[ Slowly, leaning back, sliding, he almost flops onto the futon, stretched out, baring himself completely to the man above him to do whatever he wants with. ]