[ his ragged breathing picks up as jonouchi's mouth takes him in, hot tongue brushing against the underside, wet heat enveloping his cock. it's at that point he reaches a wall where his self-control won't take him any further, hips shifting with the desire to push in deep. the hand on his exposed stomach doesn't help with the problem of his splintering willpower. no one could have guessed he'd be so easy to break down, but but no one has ever though to strike him here.
although, as far as vulnerable parts go, this one's kind of a given. he must come off as completely frigid.
but of course he does. jonouchi's probably surprised he's getting this much out of him. the thought would be satisfying, if he weren't proving all those expectations wrong. ]
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although, as far as vulnerable parts go, this one's kind of a given. he must come off as completely frigid.
but of course he does. jonouchi's probably surprised he's getting this much out of him. the thought would be satisfying, if he weren't proving all those expectations wrong. ]