{ thoma is apparently about to find out-

ayato concentrates on the feeling of his fingertips circling around thoma's nipples to start, eyes ever watchful as occasionally he flicks the nubs, pinches them gently. even then though, his eyes shift when he sees movement out of the corner of his gaze, lips parting with a soft noise when thoma presses his fingers in his mouth and moans messily around them. }

My my, that's a delightful sight, Thoma.

{ one of his hands moves away from his chest, the other continuing on nonetheless, to brush hair from the other's face. his eyes have already darkened at the sight of it, along with the muffled moan the other makes. and then his fingers are hooking under his chin to make his head turn towards him, pressing his thumb past thoma's lips to join his fingers. it's short lived, dragging back down after to pull on his lip then slides down over skin again, trailing a line of saliva down his throat to his collarbone. }

You're being so good making them extra wet for me, aren't you? Shall I reward you?