[ There aren't any more words to be said. Just the sounds of Minato keening and whispering his name, knowing he's touching himself thinking about the scene they've made up together.
It's only a few strokes and a few moments after Minato that Akihiko lets out a low, guttural groan, half muffled by turning his head. He spills over his hand and the waistband of his gym pants.
His legs feel like jelly; he lets himself sit on the toilet to recover. He's high on endorphins but there's also a faint ache in his chest. He wants to wrap Minato up in his arms now. ]
this has grim portents for the fact that i play strohl too
It's only a few strokes and a few moments after Minato that Akihiko lets out a low, guttural groan, half muffled by turning his head. He spills over his hand and the waistband of his gym pants.
His legs feel like jelly; he lets himself sit on the toilet to recover. He's high on endorphins but there's also a faint ache in his chest. He wants to wrap Minato up in his arms now. ]
Wow.
[ Is what he settles on, voice strained. ]