[ They've spent enough time together that Aki can assume and estimate what Tsuru might want from him, how they're going to move and flow together, but the surprise is an exciting, wonderful change all the same. The fact that they've learned one another's desires, what pleases each other, what makes one another happy... It makes him feel a burst of warmth and affection alongside the familiar heat of desire.
Fingers keep touching, keep exploring, and Tsuru makes such sweet noises for him that all he can do is give him what he wants. More, he asks, and Aki breathes out, leaning in to kiss him sweetly, to kiss him gently, before he succumbs to his own want. The kiss comes harder, a little more intense, delicious and perfect, and his hands begin to do what he wants.
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Fingers keep touching, keep exploring, and Tsuru makes such sweet noises for him that all he can do is give him what he wants. More, he asks, and Aki breathes out, leaning in to kiss him sweetly, to kiss him gently, before he succumbs to his own want. The kiss comes harder, a little more intense, delicious and perfect, and his hands begin to do what he wants.
Angling Tsurumaru's leg, he rocks himself forward, grinding his growing erection against Tsurumaru, the fabric of his trousers not good enough against what he knows is the sweet sensation of lace and silk. It's frustrating, leaning back and breathing out, gazing down at his lover, his fiancé, with warmth and tenderness empowering him. ]
Anything.
[ Pushing more clothing out of the way, he trails his kisses down, lower and lower, against bared skin and warm flesh, excited and keen for more. ]