[ He's not embarrassed by being called cute, he just finds it a little silly, given the fact that he's never considered himself anything close to that. He's been called handsome, or attractive, but cute wasn't a word that matched him, not with how wild he was as a devil hunter, not with how many risks they took.
Watching Tsurumaru bare himself, beautiful and soft and hard at the same time, Aki's fingers twitch, and he reaches up to touch him. Fingers explore the shape of his hips, his legs and thighs as he settles himself over Aki, showing off, beautiful and tempting all at once; he wants nothing more than to think his teeth into that beautiful skin and show the world who Tsurumaru has chosen to adore.
They like each other. They chose each other. It's remarkable to Aki.
His hand chases where Tsuru's is, to wrap around his cock and stroke gently, teasing, but his eyes are glued to the other man's face. It's as if he's worried that looking away would break this moment and the sweet, agonising tension that has built between them.
Flushed, hair tangled, biting his lip, Aki leans back and waits. ]
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[ He's not embarrassed by being called cute, he just finds it a little silly, given the fact that he's never considered himself anything close to that. He's been called handsome, or attractive, but cute wasn't a word that matched him, not with how wild he was as a devil hunter, not with how many risks they took.
Watching Tsurumaru bare himself, beautiful and soft and hard at the same time, Aki's fingers twitch, and he reaches up to touch him. Fingers explore the shape of his hips, his legs and thighs as he settles himself over Aki, showing off, beautiful and tempting all at once; he wants nothing more than to think his teeth into that beautiful skin and show the world who Tsurumaru has chosen to adore.
They like each other. They chose each other. It's remarkable to Aki.
His hand chases where Tsuru's is, to wrap around his cock and stroke gently, teasing, but his eyes are glued to the other man's face. It's as if he's worried that looking away would break this moment and the sweet, agonising tension that has built between them.
Flushed, hair tangled, biting his lip, Aki leans back and waits. ]
I'll be good.