[ Satoru really is getting a bunch of kisses even when he's the one misbehaving. He returns the kiss before their positions switch. He doesn't mind the mattress against his back, weight on his legs, or being straddled into place, even if it takes the wind out of his lungs.
It comes with a view that he's quickly taken a fancy for and his hands run over and up Suguru's thighs, giving them a squeeze after they're settled. Idly, his thumbs press before massaging slow soothing circles, half-lifted gaze watching darkly. ]
Sorry, sorry.
[ Will Suguru let him sit up and nip his chin? Kiss his neck? Whisper little apologies as he kisses along his jaw then to the spot behind his ear? He'll keep a solid hold on Suguru's legs to keep them both steady, maybe even drag him closer so he can have more of him. ]
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It comes with a view that he's quickly taken a fancy for and his hands run over and up Suguru's thighs, giving them a squeeze after they're settled. Idly, his thumbs press before massaging slow soothing circles, half-lifted gaze watching darkly. ]
Sorry, sorry.
[ Will Suguru let him sit up and nip his chin? Kiss his neck? Whisper little apologies as he kisses along his jaw then to the spot behind his ear? He'll keep a solid hold on Suguru's legs to keep them both steady, maybe even drag him closer so he can have more of him. ]