[Make him, why don't you, he's way too busy getting off on this handjob-but-not. And honestly, though he's avoiding talking for a good reason, it's not as if he's so clearminded: the second he wraps his fingers around him Aizawa is lost. He moans, low and intent, his hips snapping forward faster. More, please, more of that, that's very, very good, and he has absolutely no time to be embarrassed about the fact he's going to get off in his underwear, that's just how it be here and now.]
Keep--
[A breathless instruction, as he tips his head up and kisses him. Heatedly, intensely, messily, his core temperature rising just the way it had this morning, god but he's attracted to this man--]
no subject
Keep--
[A breathless instruction, as he tips his head up and kisses him. Heatedly, intensely, messily, his core temperature rising just the way it had this morning, god but he's attracted to this man--]