[ Tsumugi's body feels like it's on fire, what with Eichi playfully biting at his nipple. His hands are scrambling for something to hold on to, one of them grasping at the bookshelf beside him, but it's not enough to anchor himself against Eichi's expert touch. At least he thinks it's expert.
He does gasp at the second finger coming in, even though his body opens up to it, anxious and needy and desperate. Now he's really straining to keep his voice down, because the initial pain around his rim is draining him of all his composure. ]
E-Eichi-kun... please hurry... [ He's not sure how long he's gonna last at this rate, this all feels too good... ]
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He does gasp at the second finger coming in, even though his body opens up to it, anxious and needy and desperate. Now he's really straining to keep his voice down, because the initial pain around his rim is draining him of all his composure. ]
E-Eichi-kun... please hurry... [ He's not sure how long he's gonna last at this rate, this all feels too good... ]