[ as soon as Gojou's hand begins its descent, he knows exactly what he's up to; it draws his eye immediately, distracts him momentarily from the white-hot pulse of their rhythm. the way he bites his bottom lip in anticipation turns heavy panting breaths instead into low, quiet groans of pleasure drawn out over a few thrusts. his kimono falls open and his eyes track Gojou's fingers down his thigh, chancing a glance at his face in his peripherals. two voyeuristic little peas in a pod. he almost laughs. ]
[ jumps, instead, when that hand is on him with a squeeze, all of him clenching down. the throb of Gojou's hickeys on his throat join it all in a smear of burning points across his body, twisting it together with ecstasy, rocking hips ensuring Gojou bottoms out completely every time he pushes his hips up into him. slowly, the hand not tied up in locks of white pets down his own body, fingers and palm skimming warm over his abs — lower, just on top of his pubic bone, where the muscle goes taut and grips down on Gojou's cock mercilessly. ]
Fuck, it feels so full... Satoru-... Satoru.
[ the usual calm passivity to his voice has been sped up and made to twist with want and the delicious thrust of Gojou's hips that make his knees feel like jelly. in his rocking, squirming moans, he guides his mouth back to his, a hot and brief slide of tongues as he fucks himself on Satoru's prone lap. ]
Wanna watch me ride you? [ a mischievous question, eyes glittering dark as he laps his tongue on the corner of his mouth. ]
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[ jumps, instead, when that hand is on him with a squeeze, all of him clenching down. the throb of Gojou's hickeys on his throat join it all in a smear of burning points across his body, twisting it together with ecstasy, rocking hips ensuring Gojou bottoms out completely every time he pushes his hips up into him. slowly, the hand not tied up in locks of white pets down his own body, fingers and palm skimming warm over his abs — lower, just on top of his pubic bone, where the muscle goes taut and grips down on Gojou's cock mercilessly. ]
Fuck, it feels so full... Satoru-... Satoru.
[ the usual calm passivity to his voice has been sped up and made to twist with want and the delicious thrust of Gojou's hips that make his knees feel like jelly. in his rocking, squirming moans, he guides his mouth back to his, a hot and brief slide of tongues as he fucks himself on Satoru's prone lap. ]
Wanna watch me ride you? [ a mischievous question, eyes glittering dark as he laps his tongue on the corner of his mouth. ]