[ Tsumugi likes to think that he himself is doing wonderfully in keeping his voice down while Eichi moves harder and deeper inside him -- until Eichi reaches down to touch him right there where he is the most sensitive, to which Tsumugi yelps at the first few strokes. Crap, that really could've gotten the attention of anybody out there, right?
But at this point he doesn't give a damn. Normally he'd never think of something like that, but in this state - so what if someone sees them doing this? Eichi can easily shut them up just like that and then... they can do this here over and over again... It's a nice thought, to be honest, having Eichi Tenshouin dick him down on the floors of the library where nobody really visits anyway. This is fine.
His shaky hands manage to reach around Eichi and pull him closer, his fingers digging into his back as his breathing becomes even more labored, incapable of forming coherent words aside from the occasional: ]
Yes... Y-You're so good to me, Eichi-kun... More, please...
what have i done to him
But at this point he doesn't give a damn. Normally he'd never think of something like that, but in this state - so what if someone sees them doing this? Eichi can easily shut them up just like that and then... they can do this here over and over again... It's a nice thought, to be honest, having Eichi Tenshouin dick him down on the floors of the library where nobody really visits anyway. This is fine.
His shaky hands manage to reach around Eichi and pull him closer, his fingers digging into his back as his breathing becomes even more labored, incapable of forming coherent words aside from the occasional: ]
Yes... Y-You're so good to me, Eichi-kun... More, please...