[ getou loves gojo's stupid fucking hips - whether they're bottoming out his cock in getou's ass, taking everything getou can throw at him instead. he hasn't learned to be coy and cunning in this yet, too overeager with hormones and the thrills of first love, but he shows his appreciation for getou in all the ways he knows how.
gojo's mouth latches onto his throat, biting and sucking at the skin, feeling the vibrations of getou's sweet cry. his other hand traces the slope of the body he knows so well, down a well-sculpted chest, along the dip of his ribs and over the taught abdomen. gojo slides his palm under the already loose kimono, letting it fall open to reveal getou's aching, flushed cock, spread thighs. the sight alone has gojo shuddering, biting his own lower lip. ]
Mhm so good... You look so fucking good Suguru.
[ gojo's fingers splay wide over getou's inner thigh, travel further still to grasp at his balls and rub at them as he rocks his hips up to appease getou's will. it's easy to pick it up, with how well he knows getou's body - how flexible his hips are, how far his back can arch. there's a swell of their bodies before they fall into a rhythm, rocking together to plunge gojo deep into the velvet heat of getou, fingers teasing and working along with his cock to push into getou with each bounce of their hips. ] Fuck.
[ he starts to pant and whine in getou's ear, encouraging him to move with a tug to his balls. ]
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gojo's mouth latches onto his throat, biting and sucking at the skin, feeling the vibrations of getou's sweet cry. his other hand traces the slope of the body he knows so well, down a well-sculpted chest, along the dip of his ribs and over the taught abdomen. gojo slides his palm under the already loose kimono, letting it fall open to reveal getou's aching, flushed cock, spread thighs. the sight alone has gojo shuddering, biting his own lower lip. ]
Mhm so good... You look so fucking good Suguru.
[ gojo's fingers splay wide over getou's inner thigh, travel further still to grasp at his balls and rub at them as he rocks his hips up to appease getou's will. it's easy to pick it up, with how well he knows getou's body - how flexible his hips are, how far his back can arch. there's a swell of their bodies before they fall into a rhythm, rocking together to plunge gojo deep into the velvet heat of getou, fingers teasing and working along with his cock to push into getou with each bounce of their hips. ] Fuck.
[ he starts to pant and whine in getou's ear, encouraging him to move with a tug to his balls. ]