[ Nishikiyama's weight sinks down further, where Mine gently pulls and wants him. In the space between his legs, his body slots itself up. There's an occasional brush of knuckle against the bottom of Mine's leg as he masturbates. His tongue pushes into the gap between lips and teeth. He doesn't think too hard on what it means for either of them because it's easier just to do it. To feel, rather than understand. Mine had asked, though. He'd been the one to make sex between them more intimate, and Nishikiyama will remember it. It might haunt him later, but it's all right for now.
Slick with lubricant, Nishikiyama's fingertips leave his cock erect and move for Mine's rim again. He swivels the edges a few times before sinking one digit into the opening, following the Mine's lead as he coaxes him further and further. That's what the heel behind him had meant, hadn't it? He'd wanted sex again. Nishikiyama's middle finger curls and hooks forward. He recalls the spot that'd made Mine squirm before that night after the coliseumβ he figures should get familiar with it. ]
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Slick with lubricant, Nishikiyama's fingertips leave his cock erect and move for Mine's rim again. He swivels the edges a few times before sinking one digit into the opening, following the Mine's lead as he coaxes him further and further. That's what the heel behind him had meant, hadn't it? He'd wanted sex again. Nishikiyama's middle finger curls and hooks forward. He recalls the spot that'd made Mine squirm before that night after the coliseumβ he figures should get familiar with it. ]