[ His face is burning at Ayato's words, that little 'my my' echoing in his ears and dragging another whine from his throat. That precise tone makes him squirm internally every time and in this specific instance it makes him squirm a bit on the outside too. ]
[ It probably haunts his dreams as well, let's be honest. In the good kind of way. ]
[ He turns his head at that gentle pull of his lord's fingers, gaze already hazy from the combination of fingers on him and those words reverberating in his head. He's trying his best not to make any more of a mess of himself than he already has but... but that's not working out very well, not when Ayato slips a finger in and out, drawing a trail down his neck that has him groaning noisily again. ]
[ Thoma is nodding all the same though because who would say no. ]
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[ It probably haunts his dreams as well, let's be honest. In the good kind of way. ]
[ He turns his head at that gentle pull of his lord's fingers, gaze already hazy from the combination of fingers on him and those words reverberating in his head. He's trying his best not to make any more of a mess of himself than he already has but... but that's not working out very well, not when Ayato slips a finger in and out, drawing a trail down his neck that has him groaning noisily again. ]
[ Thoma is nodding all the same though because who would say no. ]