[ Look, he's flustered, Sakamoto. He doesn't regularly (or ever?) ask for something like this. He doesn't know how to exactly go about it! It's awkward for him to be open about but it's too much for him to just ignore it.
Zura allows the fabric to be pushed back and he puffs some air through his nostrils, tipping his head down to burrow it in the crook of Sakamoto's neck. His wandering hands press over Sakamoto's body before he speaks hotly against his lover's skin: ]
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Zura allows the fabric to be pushed back and he puffs some air through his nostrils, tipping his head down to burrow it in the crook of Sakamoto's neck. His wandering hands press over Sakamoto's body before he speaks hotly against his lover's skin: ]
I want you inside of me.
[ That's how he wants it. ]