[ the silence is more bearable after that failure of a conversation, and the way the body on top of his is moving eases his quickly beating heart. at least it gives him enough sense of himself to to succeed in settling into a rhythm, in order to make this go more smoothly. it's a simple equation, or at least it should be — it's not like he doesn't know how to get off. just because there's another person involved shouldn't make that much of a difference.
regardless of the newness of the situation, or the impossibility of who he's doing this with. jonouchi's hands are heavy on his chest with his weight bearing down. his hands are slipping from his back, sliding down his thighs to rest at his knees again, squeezing in response to the building pressure and the sounds that jonouchi is making. he's still trying to swallow his own, make sure nothing escapes, and doing a poor job of it. he can bite his bottom lip as hard as he likes, but it can't mute the low groaning in this throat, or the sound of his breathing. ]
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regardless of the newness of the situation, or the impossibility of who he's doing this with. jonouchi's hands are heavy on his chest with his weight bearing down. his hands are slipping from his back, sliding down his thighs to rest at his knees again, squeezing in response to the building pressure and the sounds that jonouchi is making. he's still trying to swallow his own, make sure nothing escapes, and doing a poor job of it. he can bite his bottom lip as hard as he likes, but it can't mute the low groaning in this throat, or the sound of his breathing. ]