[ There's a choked noise over the phone from Akihiko, squeezing his hand around his cock to stop from just instantly losing it at the visual of opening Minato up, of fucking him.

A mutual give and take - ownership of each other. It does things to his heart more than the feverish words at the moment. ]

I know you'd be good for me, Minato. You'd let me press you up against that wall - hold you up against it.

[ Is he strong enough? Probably. Not for a first time, though; it's a pleasurable fantasy, even as Akihiko knows he'd want something kinder, gentler the first time. ]

Put your arms behind your back and thrust into you - damn it, I'm close.

[ He's not sure how long he can hold out. ]