[ Jou almost starts to move, but his wrist is caught and he's stuck looking in the darkness between where he knows his wrist lies and where he remembers Kaiba's face being.
He feels his stomach turn a little. Why does he ever try to be nice to him? It's not fair. It never works out for him. He makes a sick sound in his throat before he mumbles his consent and turns his body over to lean down and put his mouth on Kaiba's belly.
Being given an order doesn't agree with him, so instead of licking, he bites him gently and sucks against his skin as his tongue scoops up the come he'd left behind. He shuts his eyes and breathes in stutters through his nose. It's cooling and salty and feels gross against his tongue. ]
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He feels his stomach turn a little. Why does he ever try to be nice to him? It's not fair. It never works out for him. He makes a sick sound in his throat before he mumbles his consent and turns his body over to lean down and put his mouth on Kaiba's belly.
Being given an order doesn't agree with him, so instead of licking, he bites him gently and sucks against his skin as his tongue scoops up the come he'd left behind. He shuts his eyes and breathes in stutters through his nose. It's cooling and salty and feels gross against his tongue. ]