[ If Thoma were of any right sense of mind he would have lost his mind all over again at having been caught in such a compromising position by the other man. By anyone, really, but there's this higher degree of shame he can't quite explain in being caught by someone he regards as both his boss and someone he... has had an interest in. Slightly. Very. ]
[ He had absolutely been thinking about Ayato in his hazy state for part of this morning. ]
[ The other man's voice, a clear and cool sound that breaks through the fog in his mind, tickles at his senses in a way that makes him groan softly and grip his fist around himself with a quiver of his legs. He should let go of himself, this was absolutely indecent but the need in his body doesn't listen, hasn't listened since he'd snapped that bone at the start of the day and remains encompassed in greed and heat in a way Thoma's never experienced before. ]
[ The touch of another person is more than welcome, but the comfort it brings is like a drop of water in a desert. It's not enough, it leaves him needing more. His face turning to try and press into that cool hand, panting openly against it as his eyes dip up again to meet Ayato's as he wavers shakily between duty and desire. ]
I... there was something... the wish... I... please-
[ He's trying so hard, he's practically begging. ]
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[ He had absolutely been thinking about Ayato in his hazy state for part of this morning. ]
[ The other man's voice, a clear and cool sound that breaks through the fog in his mind, tickles at his senses in a way that makes him groan softly and grip his fist around himself with a quiver of his legs. He should let go of himself, this was absolutely indecent but the need in his body doesn't listen, hasn't listened since he'd snapped that bone at the start of the day and remains encompassed in greed and heat in a way Thoma's never experienced before. ]
[ The touch of another person is more than welcome, but the comfort it brings is like a drop of water in a desert. It's not enough, it leaves him needing more. His face turning to try and press into that cool hand, panting openly against it as his eyes dip up again to meet Ayato's as he wavers shakily between duty and desire. ]
I... there was something... the wish... I... please-
[ He's trying so hard, he's practically begging. ]
Please, my lord.
[ Strike that, he's begging. ]