[ Nishikiyama accepts Mine's touch the way a stray cat might after bristling and hissing, or the way a stallion that's never known a rider might. He tenses and lets his walls fall. He stays quiet. He avoids Mine's gaze, but it's not because he dislikes him. The feeling that's returned to him now, just as Mine's already noticed, sings true to the car ride here. What they're doing now means something. Everything between them until now will be different when it's over.
Nishikiyama wonders if he should be afraid of that. His eyes shut when Mine's thumb traces the bottom of his cock, and he expels a held breath slowly through his nostrils. A sigh; it feels nice. His legs move further apart to provide access, and when he finally, finally, concedes to the intimacyβ the vulnerability of accepting Mine's favor, he presses himself to fit the swollen bulge against the other man's palm entirely. It's trapped in the fabric of his underwear and will spill from it the moment Mine lowers them. He knows that much but...
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Nishikiyama wonders if he should be afraid of that. His eyes shut when Mine's thumb traces the bottom of his cock, and he expels a held breath slowly through his nostrils. A sigh; it feels nice. His legs move further apart to provide access, and when he finally, finally, concedes to the intimacyβ the vulnerability of accepting Mine's favor, he presses himself to fit the swollen bulge against the other man's palm entirely. It's trapped in the fabric of his underwear and will spill from it the moment Mine lowers them. He knows that much but...
Nishikiyama won't watch. ]