[tears his hand away and curses, thick and breathless as he struggles to get control of himself. he still won't look at you, but he's a lot more audible now as he tightens both hands in your hair, making shaky sounds in his throat as you pull him in against you, his thighs flexing just barely up into your mouth]
[relentless, now that he feels he has you on the ropes, pushing harder, quick, shallow strokes, then slow, deeper ones, working you into his throat--with a little stutter here and there, he isn't perfect!!--because he needs this, somehow, needs you and wants perhaps nothing more than to completely blow you out of the water and not kick you while you're reeling
[that press against the back of your throat makes him cry out before he bites his lower lip again, but his eyes snap down to stare at you, wide and helpless, his breath coming in gasps]
[his eyes are closed, but he's rolling and eager for your member, actually groaning against you, shoulders bowed, fingers tightened into your legs and desperately pressing into the mattress with quick jerks of his hips--giving, for once, and lost in the task, sliding his lips up and down your length, deeper each time, deep as he can go, mouth slick and wet and tightening over you]
[he paws weakly at your hair as his whole body starts to tense up despite himself, shaking on the edge of orgasm as he watches you, his back arching helplessly]
[He sucks hard as he rocks back, backing off to just the head of your cock in his mouth, but he groans around it, adding a pressing force with his tongue. Hands tightening on your thighs, he cracks open his eyes to meet your gaze, giving a very distinct, intent suck. Permission, if you needed it--like you ever ask anyway!!!]
[his eyes squeeze shut and his head thunks back against the wall as his whole body tenses up and he comes hard into your mouth in long, wracking pulses, panting and shivering, his hips jerking under your hands]
[there's only a minor splutter, as Tsukasa holds out through your orgasm, caressing your softening cock with his tongue before he pulls away, making a face and leaning over to spit in a nearby trash-can]
[after that, he sits back on his heels a little, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, giving you a careful, soft look-over]
he slumps back against the wall, shuddering helplessly and struggling to regain fine motor control, for a few long breaths before he reaches out and grips your shoulders, drawing you in and kissing you hard, his tongue in your mouth and his fingers burying themselves in your hair and sliding down your back]
[there would be an undignified squawk if not for the tongue in his mouth and the hands on his body, but it only takes a few seconds for Tsukasa to catch up, pressing his mouth in a seam against yours, tongues meeting, his own hands finding your back again and curling in, pulling you to him]
[curls an arm around your waist as he wriggles down from the wall to sprawl out on his back on the bed, pulling you down against him to press your cock against his bare hip as he moans
[the fact you're acting like an excited kitten now
his hips sag in against yours, cock still hard and dripping from earlier, a shudder shaking his shoulders as he squeezes in against you, hands sliding down over your bare skin, touching over your shoulders and chest, down your hip and upper thigh]
[rakes soft nails from the nape of your neck down, scratching over your shoulder blad and over your back to drag over a hip before he shifts and spills you onto your back, drawing back from your mouth and panting softly for a moment as he looks down at you. his cheeks are flushed, his mouth kissed red and soft as he gasps a little, his eyes calculating and half-lidded as he fits his hips to yours again and leans down, pinning one wrist and closing his mouth on your elbow, his tongue tracing a delicate swirl]
[your movements, as ever, soft and lithe as a snake's. that arm gets pinned, Tsukasa's hips jerk up, and his cock twitches hard when your mouth closes]
[jerkface]
[but his expression's still relaxed and easy, and the sharp intake of breath isn't hostile or anxious, just surprised, bare heels digging into the mattress for more leverage to push up]
[eyes slide soft and half-lidded, looking to the side, away, as his face heats up from all this. there's a soft noise, shuddering, and it's his turn for his head to tip back into the mattress]
[you are absolutely the distilled force of evil i hope you know this
but his hips actually lift up off the mattress somewhat up against you, and he forces out a shaky, stuttering sigh, trying to muffle the aching noise by turning his face into his shoulder]
[cracking his eyes back open and meeting your gaze, swallowing before he leans up a little more. He wets his lips before he speaks your name, canting his hips forward against yours]
[turning his head to kiss and nip at your cheeks, glancing to your eyes every so often] You've been teasing for a while. [his breath is coming in heavy pants, his skin with a light sheen of sweat. Safe to say you've already worked him over pretty good]
[sighs, sounding deeply aggrieved, before he lets go of your wrists and squirms down, pinning your hips hard to the bed and wrapping his mouth around the head of your cock]
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ha ha double entendre there]
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[he paws weakly at your hair as his whole body starts to tense up despite himself, shaking on the edge of orgasm as he watches you, his back arching helplessly]
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[after that, he sits back on his heels a little, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, giving you a careful, soft look-over]
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[Guess that means you liked it]
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oh gosh how could you tell]
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his hips sag in against yours, cock still hard and dripping from earlier, a shudder shaking his shoulders as he squeezes in against you, hands sliding down over your bare skin, touching over your shoulders and chest, down your hip and upper thigh]
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[jerkface]
[but his expression's still relaxed and easy, and the sharp intake of breath isn't hostile or anxious, just surprised, bare heels digging into the mattress for more leverage to push up]
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but his hips actually lift up off the mattress somewhat up against you, and he forces out a shaky, stuttering sigh, trying to muffle the aching noise by turning his face into his shoulder]
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Daiki.
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