[ Mine notices the silence that follows his words. He searches Nishikiyama's eyes for a clue to unspoken thoughts. An edge of possessiveness gives way to a moment that feels different from their usual dynamic. Mine absorbs every small reaction, from tracing lines of muscle and warmth as Nishikiyama's posture changes to the slight parting of his legs. He leans in too, coaxed easily by the touch on his chin and the soft press of lips against his skin. His fingers slide down Nishikiyama's leg and grasp tightens to the inside of his thigh, sharing intent. Nishikiyama's gaze is deep and Mine sinks into it. As his own flickers low, hand that'd splayed over Nishikiyama's chest slips beneath. Mine's fingers snag on fabric, pulling the robe off so that it gathers on the countertop. He chases the fleeting kiss from before, lips parting against the other man's. With the towel still around his waist the only thing between them, he wraps his hand around Nishikiyama's length. Feeling the weight of his cock, Mine begins to move, stroking slowly at first. ]
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