[ Aki knows the war that is going on in Tsurumaru's mind; the desire to hold him in place and take control warring with the want to let Aki do as he pleases, his hands bound and only able to do so much. It's delicious, and Aki can understand why so many of those stupid comics featured them in this kind of situation, because it does feel good. It's enchanting, to have Tsurumaru as bound as he is, to take what he wants from him and to give him such perfect, biting pleasure at the same time.
What Aki wants to do is, of course, ruin him with the intensity of the want, the desire, the rush of joy and excitement. It's hard not to smile, even with the awkwardness of his mouth being so busy while trying to focus on his fingers at the same time. He's resourceful, however, so he lets Tsuru take charge of the use of his mouth so he can focus instead on his explorative fingers.
They curl gently, deliberately sliding into Tsurumaru, and it's different from last time, to watching Tsurumaru prepare himself for him, and - and...
And all Aki can think about is how much he loves him.
Keep going, Tsurumaru tells him, and so Aki does, until he wants to make sure that Tsuru isn't too, too close to the edge, smiling softly. ]
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What Aki wants to do is, of course, ruin him with the intensity of the want, the desire, the rush of joy and excitement. It's hard not to smile, even with the awkwardness of his mouth being so busy while trying to focus on his fingers at the same time. He's resourceful, however, so he lets Tsuru take charge of the use of his mouth so he can focus instead on his explorative fingers.
They curl gently, deliberately sliding into Tsurumaru, and it's different from last time, to watching Tsurumaru prepare himself for him, and - and...
And all Aki can think about is how much he loves him.
Keep going, Tsurumaru tells him, and so Aki does, until he wants to make sure that Tsuru isn't too, too close to the edge, smiling softly. ]
I want you.