[ Mine feels the subtle shift as Nishikiyama gives his assent. In turn he'll be able to see in Mine's eyes how he marvels at the rawness and simplicity of the moment. He leans in closer, lips grazing Nishikiyama’s neck, trailing down from the tensed jawline. Mine's fingers glide with increasing confidence, thumb teasing the underside of his cock with each pass. Slivers and colors of his tattoo shift over Mine's shoulder as his free hand trails down Nishikiyama’s side. Fingertips brush over the ridges of his ribs, feeling the flex and movement beneath, the contrast of soft skin and hard muscle.
With another kiss at Nishikiyama's collarbone, Mine savors the scent of him, finding it underneath the perfume of his own body wash. As his strokes become firmer, more purposeful at coaxing pleasure, he has every gasp, every twitch, fuel his determination. ]
I want to taste you.
[ The words are a soft, heated confession, spoken against Nishikiyama’s skin. ]
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Date: 2024-06-05 01:19 pm (UTC)With another kiss at Nishikiyama's collarbone, Mine savors the scent of him, finding it underneath the perfume of his own body wash. As his strokes become firmer, more purposeful at coaxing pleasure, he has every gasp, every twitch, fuel his determination. ]
I want to taste you.
[ The words are a soft, heated confession, spoken against Nishikiyama’s skin. ]