[He loves everything about this. Gintoki's words are even kind, he can hear it behind even those few words. The slap is enough to earn a surprised yelp. It stings, but it also had him pressing against the bed more, and now he's gripping at the sheets as Gintoki's weight settles over his back.
His face is so flushed that he's sure his ears are red, even hidden by his hair. He's not embarrassed, not at all— he's just into this.]
Then let me stay here just a little bit longer.
[That's his quiet response, but it's half buried in the sheets and that command comes so soon afterwards. Relax. He's being relentlessly teased, and his ass was just slapped, but he's being told to relax? He tries his best, taking a slow breath and easing up considerably. Even his hands uncurl fingers from the sheets, resting flat in place, instead.]
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His face is so flushed that he's sure his ears are red, even hidden by his hair. He's not embarrassed, not at all— he's just into this.]
Then let me stay here just a little bit longer.
[That's his quiet response, but it's half buried in the sheets and that command comes so soon afterwards. Relax. He's being relentlessly teased, and his ass was just slapped, but he's being told to relax? He tries his best, taking a slow breath and easing up considerably. Even his hands uncurl fingers from the sheets, resting flat in place, instead.]