[ Mine's hand pauses, fingers brushing the loose folds of fabric as Nishikiyama's question hangs in the air. His other hand, the one at Nishikiyama's chest, traces the contours with deliberate slowness. A confession, as Mine finally pulls the belt and robe open, revealing more of Nishikiyama's body to his touch. His thumb brushes over a nipple. ]
I like seeing you like this.
[ In the way Mine's hands move, in the way his breath comes a little quicker now, and him leaning in a little closer, he passes the question silently between them of whether this is one-sided and too much. His hand slips lower, tracing the subtle definition of Nishikiyama's abs. With his backside sitting against the marble, Mine presses pads of his fingers into soft skin and toned muscle at the very top of Nishikiyama's thigh. His gaze lifts back up. ]
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Date: 2024-05-25 10:29 am (UTC)I like seeing you like this.
[ In the way Mine's hands move, in the way his breath comes a little quicker now, and him leaning in a little closer, he passes the question silently between them of whether this is one-sided and too much. His hand slips lower, tracing the subtle definition of Nishikiyama's abs. With his backside sitting against the marble, Mine presses pads of his fingers into soft skin and toned muscle at the very top of Nishikiyama's thigh. His gaze lifts back up. ]