[Sakamoto turns positively pink when he feels Zura's lips against his thigh, laughter high pitched as his knee jerks upwards against his will.
Very rarely has he been catered to with this kind of sweetness. Rarely? Maybe never at all. He doesn't remember.]
Ah-
[He recalls being in situations like this before, but with women on top. There's nothing soft about Zura's body, save for his hair and his lips and the look in his eyes, and Zura's arousal is clearly apparent. This time Sakamoto throws caution to the wind, kissing back roughly, with the appetite of some kind of animal, almost selfishly. A hand darts up to grab hold of Zura's face, because for a brief moment in time Sakamoto wants to imagine what it would be like to have the other man all to himself. This doesn't last very long, however.
The kisses become slower, more tender and lingering.
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Very rarely has he been catered to with this kind of sweetness. Rarely? Maybe never at all. He doesn't remember.]
Ah-
[He recalls being in situations like this before, but with women on top. There's nothing soft about Zura's body, save for his hair and his lips and the look in his eyes, and Zura's arousal is clearly apparent. This time Sakamoto throws caution to the wind, kissing back roughly, with the appetite of some kind of animal, almost selfishly. A hand darts up to grab hold of Zura's face, because for a brief moment in time Sakamoto wants to imagine what it would be like to have the other man all to himself. This doesn't last very long, however.
The kisses become slower, more tender and lingering.
He feels guilt.]
You weren't feelin' down today, were ya?
Is there anything I can do for you?
This is a lot.
["Thank you so much."]
You feelin' alright?