I might just shrivel up and evaporate if you don't touch me enough...
[A little huff of a laugh, then he lays back down, letting Eichi have his way, hands, lips, whatever he wants to touch his heated skin with. He can't help squirming with anticipation for a moment, just until Eichi's body is settled atop his comfortably, and he can feel that hand trail between his legs. He was mostly hard, but now he's gasping softly and hiding his face against Eichi as he hardens more under his touch.
Maybe Eichi could've given him a moment to breathe, but that wouldn't be very Eichi-like... No, his fated love strokes him right away, though softly, and Wataru lets out another strangled sound of need and joy against Eichi's neck, so near his ear.]
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[A little huff of a laugh, then he lays back down, letting Eichi have his way, hands, lips, whatever he wants to touch his heated skin with. He can't help squirming with anticipation for a moment, just until Eichi's body is settled atop his comfortably, and he can feel that hand trail between his legs. He was mostly hard, but now he's gasping softly and hiding his face against Eichi as he hardens more under his touch.
Maybe Eichi could've given him a moment to breathe, but that wouldn't be very Eichi-like... No, his fated love strokes him right away, though softly, and Wataru lets out another strangled sound of need and joy against Eichi's neck, so near his ear.]
Eichi... Ah, have I died and gone to heaven?