keita: (horny | 004)
毛利敬太 [mori keita] ([personal profile] keita) wrote in [personal profile] armwriostle 2024-10-20 01:33 am (UTC)

[ Were Keita in his right mind, he might protest that it's hardly flattery if it's factual—but he can quite literally not think around how full he is, nor how insistently Wriothesley's cock rubs against his prostate every single time he thrusts into Keita's body. Despite himself, and despite how overripe and tender he feels all over, Keita remains hungry, his body craving more and more even as he comes down from the throes of another orgasm. No room for embarrassment about that, either. It feels too good for him to worry.

Wanton indeed, Keita slides one hand into Wriothesley's hair and tightens it there, almost using the grip as an anchor as he hauls Wriothesley in to kiss him hard. He can't stop the noises he muffles against Wriothesley's lips, but the kiss is nonetheless satisfying, lingering and hot and devouring until Keita tears himself away to catch his breath.

He leans back a little, bracing his other hand on Wriothesley's knee so he can moves his hips differently—at a new angle, one Keita can feel all the way in his chest, and in sinuous, silken motions, surprisingly graceful for a man who had never done this before his arrival. ]


After this, [ Keita says, breathless and panting, ] I want you to take me on my hands and knees. I want it hard, want to feel it tomorrow.

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