[ With eyes closed, the bed seems to tilt more one side than it actually does. Mine thinks he isn't looking up at Nishikiyama directly, but finds himself still interested in the kiss. Less though, when he's to follow Nishikiyama's touch or, more than that, ultimately where intimacy collects at his fingertips.
Stray or thoughtful, when the patriarch's weight shifts on top and he sits, Mine can't keep his hand on his waist. Nishikiyama's knees squeeze his legs. He finds how the other sits to touch his left thigh. This time with his fingers splayed out, Mine aims to gauge his handspan against thick fabric. He opens his eyes out of their kiss, daunted to see Nishikiyama looking right at him.
Even if he couldn't learn intent from Nishikiyama's gazeβ he canβ then in his hand. Mine doesn't find time to react deliberately. His brows pinch together, as they do often enough that the dent of his frown's always hinted at in his expression, but release quickly. Air forces itself out between parted lips in short burst and makes a hissing sound. He squeezes his grip on Nishikiyama's thigh, too. If Nishikiyama is just going to jerk him offβ Mine's dick pushes against the arc suggested by his palm. Nishikiyama's eyes on him spread the warmth pooling below his belt to his chest, neck and face. ]
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Stray or thoughtful, when the patriarch's weight shifts on top and he sits, Mine can't keep his hand on his waist. Nishikiyama's knees squeeze his legs. He finds how the other sits to touch his left thigh. This time with his fingers splayed out, Mine aims to gauge his handspan against thick fabric. He opens his eyes out of their kiss, daunted to see Nishikiyama looking right at him.
Even if he couldn't learn intent from Nishikiyama's gazeβ he canβ then in his hand. Mine doesn't find time to react deliberately. His brows pinch together, as they do often enough that the dent of his frown's always hinted at in his expression, but release quickly. Air forces itself out between parted lips in short burst and makes a hissing sound. He squeezes his grip on Nishikiyama's thigh, too. If Nishikiyama is just going to jerk him offβ Mine's dick pushes against the arc suggested by his palm. Nishikiyama's eyes on him spread the warmth pooling below his belt to his chest, neck and face. ]