[Ah, he sure is vocal. Loud enough to get Hiyori's blood burning. Hearing his name said in that high, desperate tone makes his body throb with heat, even if he's not quite ready to get hard again just yet. What is it about Elan's voice that excites him so? There's just something alluring about it he can't place his finger on!
(Probably the fact it sounds quite similar to his own voice. Yay, narcissism!)]
Mmm~?
[He unburies his face just to glance at Elan's debauched expression, rolling a nipple between his fingers as he watches Elan's face. What does he want? Hiyori could go for a lot of things. Like sucking some red marks into Elan-kun's throat. Something idols can't get away with doing to each other—they're all supposed to be chaste. But he sees no reason not to leave Elan with a memento or two.]
That could mean all sorts of things, you know.
[But he's not a total idiot.
He moves his thigh and finally slips both hands under Elan's waistband, pushing that last scrap of fabric out of the way. A hand wraps around Elan's cock immediately, finding it plenty hard from all that teasing, and strokes firmly from base to tip, thumb rubbing over the head on the upstroke. His eyes don't leave Elan's face. He wants to see him get even more desperate.]
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(Probably the fact it sounds quite similar to his own voice. Yay, narcissism!)]
Mmm~?
[He unburies his face just to glance at Elan's debauched expression, rolling a nipple between his fingers as he watches Elan's face. What does he want? Hiyori could go for a lot of things. Like sucking some red marks into Elan-kun's throat. Something idols can't get away with doing to each other—they're all supposed to be chaste. But he sees no reason not to leave Elan with a memento or two.]
That could mean all sorts of things, you know.
[But he's not a total idiot.
He moves his thigh and finally slips both hands under Elan's waistband, pushing that last scrap of fabric out of the way. A hand wraps around Elan's cock immediately, finding it plenty hard from all that teasing, and strokes firmly from base to tip, thumb rubbing over the head on the upstroke. His eyes don't leave Elan's face. He wants to see him get even more desperate.]