[ He whimpers softly at those little kisses and chokes back an entire moan when Ayato works over a spot behind his ear, helplessly sensitive and aware of every touch the other man presses against his skin. It sends a shock through his entire body every time, the knowledge that it's Ayato right here, pressed against him, wanting him... it's overwhelming. He'll drown like this, and he'll drown happily. ]
[ The weak laugh he gives bubbles from his throat, already dry with need. ]
I might. You don't know how crazy I am for you.
[ The kiss he gives Ayato's bare shoulder is shy, but the small tug he gives on Ayato's hips, pressing theirs together, reveals just how affected he is from just this much. ]
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[ The weak laugh he gives bubbles from his throat, already dry with need. ]
I might. You don't know how crazy I am for you.
[ The kiss he gives Ayato's bare shoulder is shy, but the small tug he gives on Ayato's hips, pressing theirs together, reveals just how affected he is from just this much. ]