( he's thought it before and he'll undoubtedly think it again — even with everything they've been through, even with everything the other man had done in the ten years they were separated, all the way up to the very end, he could never hate him. maybe it's that vulnerable spot he has for him, that weak spot that will always have him thinking of his closest friend, his once closest ally, and now that they're getting their second chance to not fuck things up all over again.
it's laughable, really. to think he could have hated him for anything.
the way suguru moves beneath him, the subtle shift of his body that finds their lengths subtly brushing against one another has him biting back an embarrassing sound, one that catches right behind his teeth and sounds almost as a whine, and most certainly would have, had he let it betray him in the first place. he's never quite been the responsible one in any situation, but one of them is going to need to be the voice of reason and either make this stop or go inside in order to continue, and while he knows which one he would prefer …
that still means getting back inside and away from any prying eyes first.
his tongue is in suguru's mouth, curling around his own and when the other sucks he really can't help the sound that comes out of him then, a tortured sort of moan that, paired with the brush of fingers over the length of his cock ( yes, god, he's already getting hard ) he can't help but to roll his hips downward absolutely shamelessly, one hand slipping up to curl around the side of his neck while its twin snakes down between their bodies to join suguru's own, taking both of them into their twined fingers and stroking experimentally.
the whole thing is shameless. and desperate. and everything they might have had a chance to explore if the world hadn't fallen apart. )Suguru— we should—
( his thoughts are half-formed at best, and he can't stop kissing him, can't stop touching him, even with the thought that they could be stumbled upon without a moment's notice. how often does yuji stop by unannounced? )
Inside. ( ah, to hell with full sentences. they're overrated, anyway. )
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Date: 2023-03-30 11:23 pm (UTC)it's laughable, really. to think he could have hated him for anything.
the way suguru moves beneath him, the subtle shift of his body that finds their lengths subtly brushing against one another has him biting back an embarrassing sound, one that catches right behind his teeth and sounds almost as a whine, and most certainly would have, had he let it betray him in the first place. he's never quite been the responsible one in any situation, but one of them is going to need to be the voice of reason and either make this stop or go inside in order to continue, and while he knows which one he would prefer …
that still means getting back inside and away from any prying eyes first.
his tongue is in suguru's mouth, curling around his own and when the other sucks he really can't help the sound that comes out of him then, a tortured sort of moan that, paired with the brush of fingers over the length of his cock ( yes, god, he's already getting hard ) he can't help but to roll his hips downward absolutely shamelessly, one hand slipping up to curl around the side of his neck while its twin snakes down between their bodies to join suguru's own, taking both of them into their twined fingers and stroking experimentally.
the whole thing is shameless. and desperate. and everything they might have had a chance to explore if the world hadn't fallen apart. ) Suguru— we should—
( his thoughts are half-formed at best, and he can't stop kissing him, can't stop touching him, even with the thought that they could be stumbled upon without a moment's notice. how often does yuji stop by unannounced? )
Inside. ( ah, to hell with full sentences. they're overrated, anyway. )