[ It feels good, to be the subject of such lack of restraint, for the desire to be so obvious; Tsurumaru pulls and Aki goes with it, letting the tug on his scalp cause a twinge of delicious pain. It's good, and he burns with it, with the want for more, more, more...
Eyes flick up, searching, seeking, and Aki breathes out sharply through his nose.
Tsurumaru is... He's...
Nodding as best he can, mouth so occupied, Aki adjusts his weight and shifts to open his legs. It's a touch difficult to split his focus like this, to reach down between his legs and wrap a hand around his own cock, but it comes with a muffled groan around Tsurumaru as he does.
To come together... To share that... Perfectly imperfect. He wants it too.
Redoubling himself, he twists his hand over the solid weight between his own legs as he focuses on Tsuru, wanting to feel him, taste him, share in it completely. ]
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Eyes flick up, searching, seeking, and Aki breathes out sharply through his nose.
Tsurumaru is... He's...
Nodding as best he can, mouth so occupied, Aki adjusts his weight and shifts to open his legs. It's a touch difficult to split his focus like this, to reach down between his legs and wrap a hand around his own cock, but it comes with a muffled groan around Tsurumaru as he does.
To come together... To share that... Perfectly imperfect. He wants it too.
Redoubling himself, he twists his hand over the solid weight between his own legs as he focuses on Tsuru, wanting to feel him, taste him, share in it completely. ]