[ Gintoki really lucked out tonight. Usually, when he's been at the bar and goes home.. or to an inn with somebody else, they're so-so. Gintoki has his own unique charm, but it definitely isn't picking up partners easily. To make it to a love hotel, of all places, with a handsome man like Jae-Ha.. Gintoki thankful he's just feeling loose instead of completely wasted so he can remember all of this.
Green hair spills like waterfalls on the mattress, framing his partner's face and shoulders, it almost breaks Gintoki's focus. Almost. He burrows his face into Jae-Ha's neck and bites, smacking at the arm that is curved around to his back (he doesn't really want to be touched, and you'll see why in a moment) and using his other hand to rub against Jae-Ha's shaft, pressing the pad of his thumb with ample pressure, bringing it around to the tip and teasing with a circular motion.
Gintoki grunts, pulling his hand away from Jae-Ha's member. Just how long was he going to draw this out with tempting touches just to pull away? A long time, probably. This hand shifts to Jae-Ha's hand that is on his chest and he tightens his fingers around Jae-Ha's wrist before showing his strength again, shoving his partner's wrist against the mattress, right above his own head.
He's not just on top of him, now. He's pinning him down. His teeth still linger around Jae-Ha's neck, which is probably beginning to bruise by now, so he nurses the skin with his tongue and hot breath. ]
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Usually, when he's been at the bar and goes home.. or to an inn with somebody else, they're so-so. Gintoki has his own unique charm, but it definitely isn't picking up partners easily. To make it to a love hotel, of all places, with a handsome man like Jae-Ha.. Gintoki thankful he's just feeling loose instead of completely wasted so he can remember all of this.
Green hair spills like waterfalls on the mattress, framing his partner's face and shoulders, it almost breaks Gintoki's focus. Almost. He burrows his face into Jae-Ha's neck and bites, smacking at the arm that is curved around to his back (he doesn't really want to be touched, and you'll see why in a moment) and using his other hand to rub against Jae-Ha's shaft, pressing the pad of his thumb with ample pressure, bringing it around to the tip and teasing with a circular motion.
Gintoki grunts, pulling his hand away from Jae-Ha's member. Just how long was he going to draw this out with tempting touches just to pull away? A long time, probably.
This hand shifts to Jae-Ha's hand that is on his chest and he tightens his fingers around Jae-Ha's wrist before showing his strength again, shoving his partner's wrist against the mattress, right above his own head.
He's not just on top of him, now. He's pinning him down.
His teeth still linger around Jae-Ha's neck, which is probably beginning to bruise by now, so he nurses the skin with his tongue and hot breath. ]