[ i guess you have canon backing you up on geto's blowjob advantage
Satoru gives Suguru a bite to the chest before he's guided away, led and tempted into a kiss instead. It has a matching effect on him—time feels like it slows down... And his pacing heartbeat skips a beat where he wonders if it stopped. They've kissed a number of times before from little pecks to something more intimate, but it always takes all his disposable attention (the rest is for being paranoid about their situation).
He holds onto Suguru's shoulder, nails biting the deeper their kiss, and it stays when their positions swap. His lips follow after him when they part, pecking on the cheek before he's DEPRIVED of more kisses because Suguru has a plan? ]
Hm?
[ Blinking curiously, he has an idea what's to come. Multiple ideas in fact, but Suguru acts and he's rewarded. Satoru hisses in a breath through his teeth, body tensing instantly with an arched back. His name rumbles through crystal clear followed by a shaky gasp tapering to a deep exhale. No thoughts, just pleasure that gathers hot from his hips and spreads, eventually fogging his mind, but not enough to stop him from praising him. One hand stops gripping the mattress and finds itself carding fingers through Suguru's hair, messing his bun until it's completely undone.
Eventually, his breathing evens, though a series of moans escape in intervals depending on what Suguru does... Easy and convenient, that feels good. Sometimes it's too much and visual exclamation points manifest paired with his twitching thighs. He grips his hair in surprise, yet also pulls him closer.
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Satoru gives Suguru a bite to the chest before he's guided away, led and tempted into a kiss instead. It has a matching effect on him—time feels like it slows down... And his pacing heartbeat skips a beat where he wonders if it stopped. They've kissed a number of times before from little pecks to something more intimate, but it always takes all his disposable attention (the rest is for being paranoid about their situation).
He holds onto Suguru's shoulder, nails biting the deeper their kiss, and it stays when their positions swap. His lips follow after him when they part, pecking on the cheek before he's DEPRIVED of more kisses because Suguru has a plan? ]
Hm?
[ Blinking curiously, he has an idea what's to come. Multiple ideas in fact, but Suguru acts and he's rewarded. Satoru hisses in a breath through his teeth, body tensing instantly with an arched back. His name rumbles through crystal clear followed by a shaky gasp tapering to a deep exhale. No thoughts, just pleasure that gathers hot from his hips and spreads, eventually fogging his mind, but not enough to stop him from praising him. One hand stops gripping the mattress and finds itself carding fingers through Suguru's hair, messing his bun until it's completely undone.
Eventually, his breathing evens, though a series of moans escape in intervals depending on what Suguru does... Easy and convenient, that feels good. Sometimes it's too much and visual exclamation points manifest paired with his twitching thighs. He grips his hair in surprise, yet also pulls him closer.
TRIAL IS REALLY TOMORROW congrats to them ]