My mouth, or my hand? Because I really want to suck your cock right now.
[ kogami's pulling no punches, shameless and forward -- he knows that it flusters ryuu when he gets right to it, and that in itself is ultimately delightful. how pretty he is when he flushes, when kogami pushes him past that point of embarrassment and into eager horniness, and he's grinning before he rocks into his hand, half-hard already.
can you feel it, ryuu? kogami is still stroking, thumbing over the sensitive slit as he gets himself acquainted with his dick again, and this time, kogami moves off of him, slow and languid, spreading his thighs wide when he gets between them on his knees, looking up with warm gray eyes. coming to level with his dick, kogami can't help but think it's perfect. plump, flushed full, thick and hard, and he licks a stripe of it just to test. to taste. ]
[ those words burn right into him, setting his skin alight with a furious blush that races right to the tips of his ears. kogami's bluntness still gets him at times, even if he's gotten into a better clip with it, a relaxed, fond thing that stems from how much he wants to be near to him. ryuu is fast realizing he loves his touch, his exact nature that leaves zero to the imagination.
much like now, where ryuu's heart skips a beat at the sight of him slinking down to his knees, broad shoulders poised between his thighs like he's going to eat him whole. oh, does he feel it. his cock twitches, stomach muscles pulling taught at that wet tease on his length.
he has to bite his lip to keep from squirming, ever honest, twice as reactive. he chuckles breathlessly, locking eyes with him. ]
[ kogami teases him, moving away only to peel his pants down, down and off of him -- he doesn't intend to let ryuu out of this room until after they've gotten their fill of each other, glutted on pleasure and giddy with affection. he loves the blush he provokes out of him, when the tips of those ears are red and his eyes become a more intense, burnished hue.
kogami doesn't know if ryuu's realised it yet, how he's becoming less shy around him slowly but surely. he notices how those incredible muscles tighten, and he simply takes the head of his cock into his mouth to suck, giving him no quarter, no rest, lips closing around the thick, fat head of him.
he lets ryuu's cock into the hot, wet slide of his mouth inch by inch, kogami's intent on giving him a good show, his eyes never wavering from his as his calloused hands come to keep ryuu's thighs spread and open for him, pinned to the seat. ]
[ he's such a stark contrast to the cold. the glass at his back as taken on some of the warmth from his skin, but nothing is as commanding of his attention as those eyes locked on his, that steely hue flashing with that telltale brightness. shrugged out of his jacket, collar in disarray and bare from the hips down, he's a sight, full of pleasured honesty rather than practiced intent. the hot, hard length of his dick slowly disappearing through his lips stokes those passions of his.
he flexes his thighs into kogami's palms as he stretches into the wonderful heat of his mouth, the hidden softness of his sharp tongue as it molds to him. he doesn't move his hips enough to jostle him, but the want for it is devouring. breath fluttering in his throat, ryuu reminds himself of the stable, skin-hot glass behind him and tips his head back into it with a quiet thunk. his eyes close to sink into the sensations, god but is he good at this, and ryuu doesn't need to keep looking him in the eye to know the weight of his gaze as that, too, carves into his body. ]
...ah, Ko -
[ fondly, he reaches towards him, fingers searching for those wild raven locks at kogami's temple. to run through them, grasp gently, encourage him. ]
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[ kogami's pulling no punches, shameless and forward -- he knows that it flusters ryuu when he gets right to it, and that in itself is ultimately delightful. how pretty he is when he flushes, when kogami pushes him past that point of embarrassment and into eager horniness, and he's grinning before he rocks into his hand, half-hard already.
can you feel it, ryuu? kogami is still stroking, thumbing over the sensitive slit as he gets himself acquainted with his dick again, and this time, kogami moves off of him, slow and languid, spreading his thighs wide when he gets between them on his knees, looking up with warm gray eyes. coming to level with his dick, kogami can't help but think it's perfect. plump, flushed full, thick and hard, and he licks a stripe of it just to test. to taste. ]
Mm. Missed this, too.
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much like now, where ryuu's heart skips a beat at the sight of him slinking down to his knees, broad shoulders poised between his thighs like he's going to eat him whole. oh, does he feel it. his cock twitches, stomach muscles pulling taught at that wet tease on his length.
he has to bite his lip to keep from squirming, ever honest, twice as reactive. he chuckles breathlessly, locking eyes with him. ]
Everything you do feels amazing.
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[ kogami teases him, moving away only to peel his pants down, down and off of him -- he doesn't intend to let ryuu out of this room until after they've gotten their fill of each other, glutted on pleasure and giddy with affection. he loves the blush he provokes out of him, when the tips of those ears are red and his eyes become a more intense, burnished hue.
kogami doesn't know if ryuu's realised it yet, how he's becoming less shy around him slowly but surely. he notices how those incredible muscles tighten, and he simply takes the head of his cock into his mouth to suck, giving him no quarter, no rest, lips closing around the thick, fat head of him.
he lets ryuu's cock into the hot, wet slide of his mouth inch by inch, kogami's intent on giving him a good show, his eyes never wavering from his as his calloused hands come to keep ryuu's thighs spread and open for him, pinned to the seat. ]
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he flexes his thighs into kogami's palms as he stretches into the wonderful heat of his mouth, the hidden softness of his sharp tongue as it molds to him. he doesn't move his hips enough to jostle him, but the want for it is devouring. breath fluttering in his throat, ryuu reminds himself of the stable, skin-hot glass behind him and tips his head back into it with a quiet thunk. his eyes close to sink into the sensations, god but is he good at this, and ryuu doesn't need to keep looking him in the eye to know the weight of his gaze as that, too, carves into his body. ]
...ah, Ko -
[ fondly, he reaches towards him, fingers searching for those wild raven locks at kogami's temple. to run through them, grasp gently, encourage him. ]