[ keigo was a performer, always with a bit of flair in every little action he did. sometimes it was an extra bat of his eyelashes or a wave of his hand when it wasn't needed. even in bed, he could give just that little bit more, give his partner what they wanted and sink into the game of it all with ease. but now, as guanshan sank into him, tightness squeezing around that firmness, keigo didn't really have it in him to give an exaggerated performance. what he gave was what he felt, in which case it may have seemed a bit extra... but that was what made it so intense.
his neck tightened, throat bobbing as he swallowed back a heady sound, somehow expecting guanshan to really take him like the last time they'd fucked, really hard and vigorous and raw. but it didn't happen, winding keigo's nerves up as the anticipation melted into satisfaction, the slow grind sating his desire. it helped that guanshan knew how to touch him, where to brush his fingers, how to really squeeze every last bit of air from his lungs with a little bit of pressure. keigo hummed deeply, distantly, as the slow rhythm continued, every little brush of those sensitive spots causing a hitch to his breath and a jerk to his hips, like an ingrained reflex.
but he loved this. feeling guanshan fill him up, ply him apart, press just that much deeper and never going far; it turned him on so much it was dizzying. his eyes fluttered closed for a moment as he sank into it, his hips pushing with a carefully considered pattern to match. part of him really wanted to rile guanshan up a bit; maybe stick his ass out a bit more, really press himself tight against him, then inch away, make him reach for it. but... ]
Haah... shit.
[ guanshan's mouth against his ear, the shuddering sound of his breath rattling against it, clawed those goosebumps up his flesh and he faltered in that line of thought. he listened to his breathing, indulged in the filthy words he spoke, then bit down on his lip as he really pushed up into him, snug and tight and full. keigo could feel his thighs twitch as guanshan's hand slid up, but even the touch to his dick couldn't compare to how overwhelmed he was with this sensory overload.
he was quiet—comparatively—for a moment, rasping over moans and shivers as he just laid there, enjoying the feeling of guanshan fully seated inside, the sensation of his body so flush and impossibly close to him drawing out enough of a reaction without the colorful scenario he'd spun. but with it, keigo's sense of humility seemed to wane, his lips curling into a lazy grin as he pressed back, needlessly but with just as much punctuation to his response. ]
Yeah. I did. [ he breathed, fingers slowly moving against guanshan's scalp, nails barely grazing the skin. ] I wanted you so bad some nights. [ he turned his head slightly, dipping it back to try and catch any bit of him with his mouth. ] I'd fuck myself on my fingers until I came. [ teeth flashed against the pink of his lips, tongue sliding over the bottom one as he chuckled salaciously. he nudged with his hips again, thighs trembling and cock flushed and wet. ] I missed this.
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[ keigo was a performer, always with a bit of flair in every little action he did. sometimes it was an extra bat of his eyelashes or a wave of his hand when it wasn't needed. even in bed, he could give just that little bit more, give his partner what they wanted and sink into the game of it all with ease. but now, as guanshan sank into him, tightness squeezing around that firmness, keigo didn't really have it in him to give an exaggerated performance. what he gave was what he felt, in which case it may have seemed a bit extra... but that was what made it so intense.
his neck tightened, throat bobbing as he swallowed back a heady sound, somehow expecting guanshan to really take him like the last time they'd fucked, really hard and vigorous and raw. but it didn't happen, winding keigo's nerves up as the anticipation melted into satisfaction, the slow grind sating his desire. it helped that guanshan knew how to touch him, where to brush his fingers, how to really squeeze every last bit of air from his lungs with a little bit of pressure. keigo hummed deeply, distantly, as the slow rhythm continued, every little brush of those sensitive spots causing a hitch to his breath and a jerk to his hips, like an ingrained reflex.
but he loved this. feeling guanshan fill him up, ply him apart, press just that much deeper and never going far; it turned him on so much it was dizzying. his eyes fluttered closed for a moment as he sank into it, his hips pushing with a carefully considered pattern to match. part of him really wanted to rile guanshan up a bit; maybe stick his ass out a bit more, really press himself tight against him, then inch away, make him reach for it. but... ]
Haah... shit.
[ guanshan's mouth against his ear, the shuddering sound of his breath rattling against it, clawed those goosebumps up his flesh and he faltered in that line of thought. he listened to his breathing, indulged in the filthy words he spoke, then bit down on his lip as he really pushed up into him, snug and tight and full. keigo could feel his thighs twitch as guanshan's hand slid up, but even the touch to his dick couldn't compare to how overwhelmed he was with this sensory overload.
he was quiet—comparatively—for a moment, rasping over moans and shivers as he just laid there, enjoying the feeling of guanshan fully seated inside, the sensation of his body so flush and impossibly close to him drawing out enough of a reaction without the colorful scenario he'd spun. but with it, keigo's sense of humility seemed to wane, his lips curling into a lazy grin as he pressed back, needlessly but with just as much punctuation to his response. ]
Yeah. I did. [ he breathed, fingers slowly moving against guanshan's scalp, nails barely grazing the skin. ] I wanted you so bad some nights. [ he turned his head slightly, dipping it back to try and catch any bit of him with his mouth. ] I'd fuck myself on my fingers until I came. [ teeth flashed against the pink of his lips, tongue sliding over the bottom one as he chuckled salaciously. he nudged with his hips again, thighs trembling and cock flushed and wet. ] I missed this.
[ missed you. ]