[ keigo had grown used to the sensation of chroma flowing between two bodies, amplifying the pleasure of something as simple as a brush of fingertips, but this particular instance included the shared experiences and longing he had ignored for too long. it was different with other people, more along the lines of a heightened sensation, but the simple action of kissing guanshan felt almost too much already. maybe keigo's own honesty with himself and his feelings was contributing to the increased enjoyment he was deriving from this.
whatever the reason, it didn't matter. he could get caught up in the details later. guanshan's hand, traveling over firmed muscle and tender flesh, hitched a delightfully distracting breath in keigo's throat, inspiring a shudder to quickly follow. his spine curved, eager and greedy, chest jutting up in a shaky maneuver that called for his hand to twist and grip at the bed beneath him. he almost couldn't keep up; the assault on his senses led him to trail behind. just as he reacted to one bit of stimulus, guanshan was providing another, ensuring that keigo's breath remained appropriately short and shallow, dizzying his head and skewing his perspective as he chased after his tongue with his own.
by the time guanshan's hand roamed down his stomach and between his thighs, keigo was desperate to do something in return. his tweaked nipple burned pleasantly from the sharp pinch, the shaky moan he released all the encouragement more formulated words could provide. his thighs twitched, easing up against guanshan's hips as he groped him with that same sense of familiarity and consideration, his head tilting back against the bed with yet another low sound.
as he touched, felt, stimulated, keigo slowly rocked his hips, lazy and indulgent against guanshan's hand. he'd missed this way of his, no pretense and maybe a bit haphazard. casual and easy. keigo reached up after what felt like far too long, skimming fingers against guanshan's scalp and raking down, down, dragging light red lines on the skin of his neck. his eyes fluttered open, hazed already and distant, his tongue laving over his reddened lip that guanshan had already claimed. the question was an afterthought, but not one without consequence. maybe too long of a pause followed, letting that consideration hang over keigo as though he wondered if guanshan actually wanted to hear the answer.
it was an embarrassing one. ]
A lot. [ his voice was already ragged, rough like gravel as he gave a chuckle that was too easy and carefree, like he knew how flippant he may have sounded on first glance. it wouldn't last. turning his head, keigo reached and curved fingers down against guanshan's shoulder, then his back, a possessive grip carried by a firm curl of muscle. ] I missed you. [ he hissed softly, sliding a leg out, parting himself for him, enticing. ] I missed this. It's... [ he laughed again, more of a husky exhale than anything full-bodied. ] ...well, y'know. [ a smile curved up, reaching his eyes, before a particularly nice bit of friction pulled his attention, causing his brow to furrow and lips to part. ] Fuck.
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[ keigo had grown used to the sensation of chroma flowing between two bodies, amplifying the pleasure of something as simple as a brush of fingertips, but this particular instance included the shared experiences and longing he had ignored for too long. it was different with other people, more along the lines of a heightened sensation, but the simple action of kissing guanshan felt almost too much already. maybe keigo's own honesty with himself and his feelings was contributing to the increased enjoyment he was deriving from this.
whatever the reason, it didn't matter. he could get caught up in the details later. guanshan's hand, traveling over firmed muscle and tender flesh, hitched a delightfully distracting breath in keigo's throat, inspiring a shudder to quickly follow. his spine curved, eager and greedy, chest jutting up in a shaky maneuver that called for his hand to twist and grip at the bed beneath him. he almost couldn't keep up; the assault on his senses led him to trail behind. just as he reacted to one bit of stimulus, guanshan was providing another, ensuring that keigo's breath remained appropriately short and shallow, dizzying his head and skewing his perspective as he chased after his tongue with his own.
by the time guanshan's hand roamed down his stomach and between his thighs, keigo was desperate to do something in return. his tweaked nipple burned pleasantly from the sharp pinch, the shaky moan he released all the encouragement more formulated words could provide. his thighs twitched, easing up against guanshan's hips as he groped him with that same sense of familiarity and consideration, his head tilting back against the bed with yet another low sound.
as he touched, felt, stimulated, keigo slowly rocked his hips, lazy and indulgent against guanshan's hand. he'd missed this way of his, no pretense and maybe a bit haphazard. casual and easy. keigo reached up after what felt like far too long, skimming fingers against guanshan's scalp and raking down, down, dragging light red lines on the skin of his neck. his eyes fluttered open, hazed already and distant, his tongue laving over his reddened lip that guanshan had already claimed. the question was an afterthought, but not one without consequence. maybe too long of a pause followed, letting that consideration hang over keigo as though he wondered if guanshan actually wanted to hear the answer.
it was an embarrassing one. ]
A lot. [ his voice was already ragged, rough like gravel as he gave a chuckle that was too easy and carefree, like he knew how flippant he may have sounded on first glance. it wouldn't last. turning his head, keigo reached and curved fingers down against guanshan's shoulder, then his back, a possessive grip carried by a firm curl of muscle. ] I missed you. [ he hissed softly, sliding a leg out, parting himself for him, enticing. ] I missed this. It's... [ he laughed again, more of a husky exhale than anything full-bodied. ] ...well, y'know. [ a smile curved up, reaching his eyes, before a particularly nice bit of friction pulled his attention, causing his brow to furrow and lips to part. ] Fuck.