{ he's doing it on purpose, because of course he is. ayato enjoys watching through lidded eyes as thoma follows the movement of his zipper being pulled down hungrily, losing himself piece by piece until there's this raw need exposed.
maybe, just maybe, he doesn't know what he's getting himself into as he's pretty much shoved back onto the bed. he has to quickly try and shift his legs so he doesn't get injured because it feels as though he managed to make that go from 0 to 100 with just that one gesture.
he huffs out a laugh between the kisses, getting the message that it's supposed to be an apology. really the funny thing about it is that he feels the need to apologise when ayato has pretty much done everything to push thoma to this stage.
he isn't disappointed at all.
he doesn't have space or time to say anything else as he's met with so many kisses he has to remember how to breathe between them all. it's particularly difficult to split his attention, but as soon as he feels hands tugging and pulling at his clothes he's trying to lift his hips up, trying to give him room to get them off. }
Come on then, Thoma. { he purposefully keeps himself splayed out on the bed, gazing up at him with his swollen lips curled in a way that definitely shows he's being smug about getting him to lose control of himself. } Were you not going to show me how much you wanted me?
{ not that he has to wait long, since as soon as the clothing is gone there's skin on skin contact that has his head rolling back against the pillow with a low moan of his own. }
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Date: 2023-03-29 11:54 pm (UTC)maybe, just maybe, he doesn't know what he's getting himself into as he's pretty much shoved back onto the bed. he has to quickly try and shift his legs so he doesn't get injured because it feels as though he managed to make that go from 0 to 100 with just that one gesture.
he huffs out a laugh between the kisses, getting the message that it's supposed to be an apology. really the funny thing about it is that he feels the need to apologise when ayato has pretty much done everything to push thoma to this stage.
he isn't disappointed at all.
he doesn't have space or time to say anything else as he's met with so many kisses he has to remember how to breathe between them all. it's particularly difficult to split his attention, but as soon as he feels hands tugging and pulling at his clothes he's trying to lift his hips up, trying to give him room to get them off. }
Come on then, Thoma. { he purposefully keeps himself splayed out on the bed, gazing up at him with his swollen lips curled in a way that definitely shows he's being smug about getting him to lose control of himself. } Were you not going to show me how much you wanted me?
{ not that he has to wait long, since as soon as the clothing is gone there's skin on skin contact that has his head rolling back against the pillow with a low moan of his own. }