[ An actual whine pours from Thoma's mouth at the praise Ayato gives him and his hips jerk forward off rhythm as his words, like they always do, affect him to the core. It doesn't help that Ayato's tightening his thighs around him at the same time; all too quickly he's losing his rhythm in favor of just thrusting into him as forcefully as he can, gasping each time. ]
[ Strike that, between his gasps he'll try to muffle himself against Ayato's legs, head turning to bite the flesh above his knee, leaving marks in his mindless wake. He wants to kiss Ayato again, so much, but he can't give up this heavenly leverage that lets him fuck his thighs as hard as he needs to right now. ]
Ayato, Ayato, Ayato...
[ So instead he holds on tighter to Ayato, fucks against him harder and faster until he feels himself back up on that mind-numbing high just before an orgasm. ]
[ Because honestly who could last under these circumstances. ]
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Date: 2023-03-30 11:17 pm (UTC)[ Strike that, between his gasps he'll try to muffle himself against Ayato's legs, head turning to bite the flesh above his knee, leaving marks in his mindless wake. He wants to kiss Ayato again, so much, but he can't give up this heavenly leverage that lets him fuck his thighs as hard as he needs to right now. ]
Ayato, Ayato, Ayato...
[ So instead he holds on tighter to Ayato, fucks against him harder and faster until he feels himself back up on that mind-numbing high just before an orgasm. ]
[ Because honestly who could last under these circumstances. ]