[ Jou hears himself finally let out a soft moan as Kaiba's hips start squirming under his palm again. It's so nice to feel someone so put together come to pieces when he's met with something so human. It almost makes this fun, despite the cold air he feels inside himself. He wonders if he'll start moving. He draws in a breath, trying to prepare for any jerks of his hips, not really in the mood to puke up such a nice dinner in his lap.
A part of him almost wants to encourage him to move in his mouth. He starts to slowly bob his head, hoping for a good outcome from either his body or voice, drawing in a deep breath and hollowing his cheeks. The palm on his stomach presses and rubs a little, trying to silently tell him to calm down a little. ]
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A part of him almost wants to encourage him to move in his mouth. He starts to slowly bob his head, hoping for a good outcome from either his body or voice, drawing in a deep breath and hollowing his cheeks. The palm on his stomach presses and rubs a little, trying to silently tell him to calm down a little. ]