[For Eichi, this was a dream scenario. Not only was he urging Tsumugi into more comfort with him, but he was doing something so scandalous in a public place... Weren't idols supposed to be pure? On stage, they will be, but right here, he wants to be everything but.
There's a hot mouth at his earlobe now and Eichi gasps for it. His ears are something of a weak point, sensitive and distracting, and his face flushes with the contact while he continues. Small nips color in with his kisses at Tsumugi's neck, and even if he's stripped them down shirtless (Tsumugi almost-shirtless, with just one last layer to get out of the way), he's not moving to get their pants out of the way yet. This is slow enough.
One of his hands reaches up to grip at Tsumugi's shoulder as they go, though, needing some sort of support the more this goes on. Ahh, his heart is really fluttering, it won't slow down at all... ♪]
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There's a hot mouth at his earlobe now and Eichi gasps for it. His ears are something of a weak point, sensitive and distracting, and his face flushes with the contact while he continues. Small nips color in with his kisses at Tsumugi's neck, and even if he's stripped them down shirtless (Tsumugi almost-shirtless, with just one last layer to get out of the way), he's not moving to get their pants out of the way yet. This is slow enough.
One of his hands reaches up to grip at Tsumugi's shoulder as they go, though, needing some sort of support the more this goes on. Ahh, his heart is really fluttering, it won't slow down at all... ♪]