[ keigo had known guanshan to be a bit demanding when the three moons hung high, but the show of force still managed to catch him off guard. with a shrill yelp, keigo could feel his heart hammering up again, chest tight and throat working over a pathetic whimper as guanshan snared his ankles and pulled him down. it was that damn iris curse, making him submissive and unchallenging. he didn't do much other than squirm a bit when he felt the sheets bunch up around him slightly, his meager clothing already being disregarded. ]

[ a platitude that held no meaning here, empty as his head felt in that moment. the shirt yanked upward, the brush of fabric against his nipples causing them to stiffen further, the cool air helping the rest of the way once they were exposed completely. his leporine ears swiveled slightly, and the sounds that filtered in did nothing to assuage his fluttering heart.

the parting of lips, the slickness of saliva, heard before the first swipe touched his soft flesh. keigo's stomach sucked in, a shaky yelp following, and his hands fisted at the bed. he... couldn't push him away. he felt weak, trapped. concerning, considering who it was, but the fear wasn't dissipating, even when he felt that wetness close around his nipple. ]

[ he didn't really know what else to say; the fear combined with a vague sense of shame compelled him to protest, even despite how his body trembled and jerked, how his back arched and chest pushed upward against guanshan's face. ]