[ Nishikiyama's fingers slip through the spaces of Mine's spread apart, and with them, he tangles himself with him further. He doesn't realize that he's fallen and ensnared within the clutch of Mine's gazeβ shadows of which could easily swallow him whole. He could be Mine's object of affection, and not even begin to understand the weight. Being wanted, though, desired and admired; to Nishikiyama, Mine gives something that he's needed for some time.
With Mine provoked past a point Nishikiyama had thought him capable, it's only natural that his face would betray him. Sharp and hard features give, and Nishikiyama is softer. Nails rake over his rearβ a firm voice enjoins rather than requests. Nishikiyama's pulse spikes with arousal. All the same, he feels his face wash with heat.
This, he thinks. This side of you, he thinks. His tongue is thick and he doesn't find the words. He doesn't answer him. Nishikiyama drapes himself against Mine to lay himself flush. When Nishikiyama realizes he's taking too long to respond, he tries to fill the silence with anything other than his self-indulgent sighs. ]
What's gotten into youβ
[ But there's no mistaking that he likes it. Pitiful lust throbs under the ministrations of their shared grip. He fucks thoughtlessly into the opening of it, alongside Mine's. After collecting himself enough to find the foundations of a glare, he dips his head back to kiss his Mine outright. His hand squeezes the one that's on his ass. ]
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With Mine provoked past a point Nishikiyama had thought him capable, it's only natural that his face would betray him. Sharp and hard features give, and Nishikiyama is softer. Nails rake over his rearβ a firm voice enjoins rather than requests. Nishikiyama's pulse spikes with arousal. All the same, he feels his face wash with heat.
This, he thinks. This side of you, he thinks. His tongue is thick and he doesn't find the words. He doesn't answer him. Nishikiyama drapes himself against Mine to lay himself flush. When Nishikiyama realizes he's taking too long to respond, he tries to fill the silence with anything other than his self-indulgent sighs. ]
What's gotten into youβ
[ But there's no mistaking that he likes it. Pitiful lust throbs under the ministrations of their shared grip. He fucks thoughtlessly into the opening of it, alongside Mine's. After collecting himself enough to find the foundations of a glare, he dips his head back to kiss his Mine outright. His hand squeezes the one that's on his ass. ]