{ there's no resistance whatsoever as ayato parts his legs more as soon as he realises what thoma is doing. instead, he shifts until they slide open with his calves moving up until thoma is held between them loosely, wrapping himself around him to keep him close.
his arms lift to curl around his neck, fingers sliding into his hair as their mouths meet. he moans against thoma's lips, eyes fluttering between open and closed with each grind the other gives. }
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his arms lift to curl around his neck, fingers sliding into his hair as their mouths meet. he moans against thoma's lips, eyes fluttering between open and closed with each grind the other gives. }