{ he has to glance down as his hand curls around thoma's vision tied against his hip, his fingers of his other hand tugging the rope so it unravels. he's incredibly careful as he unclasps it, then reaches over to place it on the bedside table. close, but not somewhere it will fall.
then he's wasting no time in unfastening the belt/sash and parting the fabric to give him access to the final layers of clothes. he doesn't even bother trying to get it out from underneath the other for now, they'll worry about that later as right now he has focus for something else. }
Finally. { he sighs the word out, glad that there's becoming less and less in the way of getting to where he wants. in fact, he doesn't even bother pushing the edges of thoma's pants fabric down too far once it's unfastened, instead he's shifting to let his hand delve under the material, making just enough space to draw his cock out.
his grip is tight but slow as he strokes him, humming in satisfaction as his other arm curls around thoma's waist to tug him closer. he'll be balanced a little awkwardly on the edge of the bed like this, but it will give ayato a little more room to work with. }
I made you wait long enough, didn't I?
{ his eyes are on thoma's face as he leans to start pressing kisses against the skin of his collarbone again, eyes closing as hot puffs of air are breathed onto his skin on his way down between the kisses. his tongue darts out to flick across a nipple, and this time when his speaks it's a low murmur, a promise. } Let me make it up to you. { but it's almost like he gives no time for protest, no time for thoma to deny he doesn't need to do anything, as his lips latch onto that same spot, sucking on the nub as his tongue curls over it while it's trapped in his mouth. }
why the fuck are his clothes so complicated
then he's wasting no time in unfastening the belt/sash and parting the fabric to give him access to the final layers of clothes. he doesn't even bother trying to get it out from underneath the other for now, they'll worry about that later as right now he has focus for something else. }
Finally. { he sighs the word out, glad that there's becoming less and less in the way of getting to where he wants. in fact, he doesn't even bother pushing the edges of thoma's pants fabric down too far once it's unfastened, instead he's shifting to let his hand delve under the material, making just enough space to draw his cock out.
his grip is tight but slow as he strokes him, humming in satisfaction as his other arm curls around thoma's waist to tug him closer. he'll be balanced a little awkwardly on the edge of the bed like this, but it will give ayato a little more room to work with. }
I made you wait long enough, didn't I?
{ his eyes are on thoma's face as he leans to start pressing kisses against the skin of his collarbone again, eyes closing as hot puffs of air are breathed onto his skin on his way down between the kisses. his tongue darts out to flick across a nipple, and this time when his speaks it's a low murmur, a promise. } Let me make it up to you. { but it's almost like he gives no time for protest, no time for thoma to deny he doesn't need to do anything, as his lips latch onto that same spot, sucking on the nub as his tongue curls over it while it's trapped in his mouth. }