[ Turn over? That's not he was expecting to hear from Sakamoto. His hand drops from his chin and he only feels himself get redder in the face. If he wasn't going to suck his dick, then what else was he going to—
Oh. Could it be.. that? He's never had something like that done to him before. It's weird.. revealing his back and butt to somebody, but Katsura complies and turns over on his stomach, making a slight grunt from the back of his throat which he quickly tries to disguise and swallow up from behind his lips. Have some control, Kotarou.
Sakamoto may understand how big of a deal this is, but maybe not. Katsura never turns his back on people; being somebody who was constantly on the run made it hard for him to so easily trust people— he enjoyed being able to see them even if he knew them well and knew they were harmless. It was ridiculous, but also his instinct.
He tucks some hair behind his ear as he looks straight down at the pillow. ]
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Oh. Could it be.. that? He's never had something like that done to him before.
It's weird.. revealing his back and butt to somebody, but Katsura complies and turns over on his stomach, making a slight grunt from the back of his throat which he quickly tries to disguise and swallow up from behind his lips. Have some control, Kotarou.
Sakamoto may understand how big of a deal this is, but maybe not. Katsura never turns his back on people; being somebody who was constantly on the run made it hard for him to so easily trust people— he enjoyed being able to see them even if he knew them well and knew they were harmless. It was ridiculous, but also his instinct.
He tucks some hair behind his ear as he looks straight down at the pillow. ]
Ah..
[ he can bare it no longer. ]
What are you doing..?