[This is all Suga's going to think about while jerking off for... at least two or three weeks. Maybe longer. Even if they never meet or speak again, Suga will hold this in his memory and every time he needs to force thoughts of someone else out of his mind, Yuki will be the one to chase them off. He's so open and responsive that Suga's hands ache to touch him, his mouth waters with the urge to taste him...
... and then, for a fraction of a second, Yuki suddenly looks small. Suga wonders if he imagined it, but how could he fabricate something so raw and honest? That odd moment flickers in his heart like a spark, then catches flame - oh, he's always fallen much too easily, but this has to be a new record.
Yuki and Suga will speak again, and they will meet, because Suga can't bear to see something like that again without being close enough to gather Yuki up in his arms.]
Then... [He's a bit subdued now, though no less enraptured by what's unfolding on his screen.] ... this is when I'll take you in deep. Don't worry, I can take your load right down my throat. You won't choke me.
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... and then, for a fraction of a second, Yuki suddenly looks small. Suga wonders if he imagined it, but how could he fabricate something so raw and honest? That odd moment flickers in his heart like a spark, then catches flame - oh, he's always fallen much too easily, but this has to be a new record.
Yuki and Suga will speak again, and they will meet, because Suga can't bear to see something like that again without being close enough to gather Yuki up in his arms.]
Then... [He's a bit subdued now, though no less enraptured by what's unfolding on his screen.] ... this is when I'll take you in deep. Don't worry, I can take your load right down my throat. You won't choke me.