(As careful as Aki had been, his wrists are red compared to how fair he usually is. It will surely bruise later but as with most injuries, it's only a matter of time before he recovers as good as new. It's why he doesn't mind. In fact, it's why he enjoys these marks while he can. It's all the most reason to let Aki care for him. More reason for him to be spoiled.
He lets Aki handle him so easily. Offering his hands, letting him move him, position him atop him. He smiles, he laughs, he's careful as he repositions himself. With each movement they make, they become a little more undone but he's determined to keep as much of Aki inside him as he can.
Meanwhile, they haven't had a chance to clean each other off yet and he's still hot and sticky with sweat and come. He's careful when he leans in, using his newly freed hands to brace himself. He runs one hand up Aki's chest, tracing the shape of his body, letting his hands fan over his heart and stroking gently, a mix of admiration and possession. Aki's heart. His. Lowly, sweetly, )
You always do.
(And he smiles, so satisfied and pleased after being made love to. Leaning in to press kisses against his collarbone, bury his face against his neck and give messy, dizzied kisses; sometimes soft, sometimes sharp. He only wants to take care of Aki the same way he's cared for him. He only wants to spoil him, shower him with kisses, tell him sweet things. His voice is just a murmur against him when he speaks again,)
Always.
(And he reaches for Aki's hand, wanting to lace their fingers together.)
Do you have something in mind already~? (It shouldn't be a surprise considering their first time being intimate involved dresses and lace but now that they're trying new things, he wonders what they might do next,) You only have to ask.
(He trusts Aki. He'll let him do anything to him.)
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He lets Aki handle him so easily. Offering his hands, letting him move him, position him atop him. He smiles, he laughs, he's careful as he repositions himself. With each movement they make, they become a little more undone but he's determined to keep as much of Aki inside him as he can.
Meanwhile, they haven't had a chance to clean each other off yet and he's still hot and sticky with sweat and come. He's careful when he leans in, using his newly freed hands to brace himself. He runs one hand up Aki's chest, tracing the shape of his body, letting his hands fan over his heart and stroking gently, a mix of admiration and possession. Aki's heart. His. Lowly, sweetly, )
You always do.
(And he smiles, so satisfied and pleased after being made love to. Leaning in to press kisses against his collarbone, bury his face against his neck and give messy, dizzied kisses; sometimes soft, sometimes sharp. He only wants to take care of Aki the same way he's cared for him. He only wants to spoil him, shower him with kisses, tell him sweet things. His voice is just a murmur against him when he speaks again,)
Always.
(And he reaches for Aki's hand, wanting to lace their fingers together.)
Do you have something in mind already~? (It shouldn't be a surprise considering their first time being intimate involved dresses and lace but now that they're trying new things, he wonders what they might do next,) You only have to ask.
(He trusts Aki. He'll let him do anything to him.)