[ satoru's forgotten anyone else exists in this moment, between the soft hum of suguru's throat and the needy rock of his hips as he pushes himself down onto satoru, pulls up and then repeats the motion, their bodys rolling and pressing together in a teasing dance.
suguru's hips roll up, drawing a soft gasp out of both of them when he warns satoru only to press the tip in - and then a knock comes to the door.
bright, wide blue eyes snap to attention, staring back at suguru and watching his face turn a splendid shade of red. it's a good look - the rare occasion when suguru is taken completely off guard.
it's fine. he's looking after suguru, isn't he?
satoru's mouth curls into a smirk and he grips suguru's hips, pushes him down to continue he motion until the tip of his cock presses in. he shifts carefully, guiding suguru as much as he can to sit next to him, until they have the appearance of being sat next to one another, even though suguru is more or less in his lap still, back pressed against satoru's chest. he quickly straightens suguru's kimono, tucks him back in carefully before calling for the waitress to enter.
they look cozy, but not necessarily up to no good.
it's lucky that she was embarrassed by suguru's earlier possessiveness, because the girl barely makes eye contact with either of them, hurriedly placing the spicy somen and the sashimi plate down. a quick bow and she's exiting the room as quickly as she came, leaving them alone one again. ]
You got flustered. That was cute. [ satoru purrs appreciatively, rocking his hips. ]
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suguru's hips roll up, drawing a soft gasp out of both of them when he warns satoru only to press the tip in - and then a knock comes to the door.
bright, wide blue eyes snap to attention, staring back at suguru and watching his face turn a splendid shade of red. it's a good look - the rare occasion when suguru is taken completely off guard.
it's fine. he's looking after suguru, isn't he?
satoru's mouth curls into a smirk and he grips suguru's hips, pushes him down to continue he motion until the tip of his cock presses in. he shifts carefully, guiding suguru as much as he can to sit next to him, until they have the appearance of being sat next to one another, even though suguru is more or less in his lap still, back pressed against satoru's chest. he quickly straightens suguru's kimono, tucks him back in carefully before calling for the waitress to enter.
they look cozy, but not necessarily up to no good.
it's lucky that she was embarrassed by suguru's earlier possessiveness, because the girl barely makes eye contact with either of them, hurriedly placing the spicy somen and the sashimi plate down. a quick bow and she's exiting the room as quickly as she came, leaving them alone one again. ]
You got flustered. That was cute. [ satoru purrs appreciatively, rocking his hips. ]