[ keigo hadn't been particularly surprised with the method of which he came to be attached to someone like guanshan; the simple hook-ups and the lack of real intimacy at the start had blossomed into something more, at least on his end. that was his lot, though, to be so attached to those who could do without him, whose lives would not change if he was no longer a part of them. guanshan was the more "normalized" version of that, given that he wasn't a celebrity (as far as he knew) or some otherworldly creature. even if he wasn't what maybe some people would consider "special," guanshan could continue on without him, regardless of context.
but even if he had a feeling this wouldn't end in a favorable way down the line, keigo owed his carefree and affectionate habits to his refusal to consider the future. the present day was most important, the thing he should focus on.
such as the shift in positions after guanshan's traveling mouth had reached its destination of just below his ear. keigo shuddered through the transition, the wetness of saliva catching the coolness of the air and raking goosebumps up his body, hairs pricking up and nipples turning firm. he wanted this so badly he couldn't really deconstruct everything beyond just a sense of relief and familiarity.
guanshan's chest against his back offered that support, and as keigo felt his mouth move, voice carrying that simple yet lewd demand, keigo leaned against him, head tipping back a bit to brush cheek to cheek with him.
his eyes were half open already, but squinted closed a tick more when he felt the pressure of guanshan's cock plying him apart. the darkness of his irises were barely visible as keigo's chest pushed out a soft burst of air, his voice almost musical in how he spoke his friend's name: ]
Aah... Guanshan...
[ obedient as ever. he chuckled mirthfully and distantly, almost sounding of the variety he might produce while lit up and zoned, and maybe he was in a way. something like this, the level of intimacy and wanting, always seemed to put keigo under a spell, giggling and chuckling mixed in with the heady moans and sharp-pitched gasps. he reached back with his arm to attempt to entrap guanshan's hair between his fingers, touch gentle and building into a slower burn of tight desperation. he edged his hips back, tongue sliding over his kiss-bruised lips as he encouraged guanshan's cock further inside. ]
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[ keigo hadn't been particularly surprised with the method of which he came to be attached to someone like guanshan; the simple hook-ups and the lack of real intimacy at the start had blossomed into something more, at least on his end. that was his lot, though, to be so attached to those who could do without him, whose lives would not change if he was no longer a part of them. guanshan was the more "normalized" version of that, given that he wasn't a celebrity (as far as he knew) or some otherworldly creature. even if he wasn't what maybe some people would consider "special," guanshan could continue on without him, regardless of context.
but even if he had a feeling this wouldn't end in a favorable way down the line, keigo owed his carefree and affectionate habits to his refusal to consider the future. the present day was most important, the thing he should focus on.
such as the shift in positions after guanshan's traveling mouth had reached its destination of just below his ear. keigo shuddered through the transition, the wetness of saliva catching the coolness of the air and raking goosebumps up his body, hairs pricking up and nipples turning firm. he wanted this so badly he couldn't really deconstruct everything beyond just a sense of relief and familiarity.
guanshan's chest against his back offered that support, and as keigo felt his mouth move, voice carrying that simple yet lewd demand, keigo leaned against him, head tipping back a bit to brush cheek to cheek with him.
his eyes were half open already, but squinted closed a tick more when he felt the pressure of guanshan's cock plying him apart. the darkness of his irises were barely visible as keigo's chest pushed out a soft burst of air, his voice almost musical in how he spoke his friend's name: ]
Aah... Guanshan...
[ obedient as ever. he chuckled mirthfully and distantly, almost sounding of the variety he might produce while lit up and zoned, and maybe he was in a way. something like this, the level of intimacy and wanting, always seemed to put keigo under a spell, giggling and chuckling mixed in with the heady moans and sharp-pitched gasps. he reached back with his arm to attempt to entrap guanshan's hair between his fingers, touch gentle and building into a slower burn of tight desperation. he edged his hips back, tongue sliding over his kiss-bruised lips as he encouraged guanshan's cock further inside. ]