[He's already half hard, and if he's ashamed by it, he certainly doesn't show it. Instead, his breaths hang on every movement from Wataru, and his body answers to every touch. Like a puppet, he lifts his hips into the press of fingers, lowers when they slide down, and once again, his own hand finds Wataru's braid and twirls it around his finger.]
I'll be incredibly greedy, you know.
[Spoken soft, like a warning, even if he knows it won't scare Wataru off. It's more like flirting, in their case. A playful tease, waiting to be welcomed. His bare legs shift along the bed, trying to press against Wataru wherever he can, purposefully stretching out contact.]
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I'll be incredibly greedy, you know.
[Spoken soft, like a warning, even if he knows it won't scare Wataru off. It's more like flirting, in their case. A playful tease, waiting to be welcomed. His bare legs shift along the bed, trying to press against Wataru wherever he can, purposefully stretching out contact.]