[ It's not a rare spectacle to see Aizawa look at him like this, talk to him in such a way as if he were a child. Though, the addition of the binding cloth is something new, and Toshinori did suggest they try something new after all. He gasps as he feels the weight of his lover's knee at his groin, his body freezing up. He opens his mouth to protest only to have Aizawa seal him with his lips.. just like that. He's gone before he knows it, his lip bitten and his mind beginning to grow a haze. Aizawa speaks again and a shiver crawls up his spine; he even begins to shift to try and take Aizawa more but he finds himself suddenly restrained. Toshinori relaxes against the flooring, though an embarrassing whine escapes his throat.. it seems like he has no choice but to have it Aizawa's way and whatever way that was.. excited him.
You would think someone as frail as him would be nervous abut this, but he's intrigued. As someone who used to be strong, he was attracted to people he found equal to his strength or stronger. That attraction still lingers in his mind even if he isn't strong anymore.
He swallows thickly trying to contain his eagerness. ]
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You would think someone as frail as him would be nervous abut this, but he's intrigued. As someone who used to be strong, he was attracted to people he found equal to his strength or stronger. That attraction still lingers in his mind even if he isn't strong anymore.
He swallows thickly trying to contain his eagerness. ]
Show me, then.
[ He trusts you. ]