[Toshinori offers no resistance whatsoever, captivated as he is by Aizawa taking control. He's hardly pinning him to the wall-- that'd be nice, very nice even, but he's only conversationally bringing up fucking his mouth while his hands rove over Toshinori's body and fuck, if that isn't somehow even hotter. Even flushed and clearly at least a little out of his element still, Aizawa's, ah... drive to get what he wants still does it for Toshinori.
He's just gotten off, true, but hot hands on his skin and Aizawa looking up at him hungrily are more than enough to make up for the - couple minutes between then and now.]
I'll remember the rest for later, [he mumbles, cupping Aizawa's face in both hands to tilt his head back and kiss him hard, messy and claiming. All his, and with the bruises and desire for more to prove it; Toshinori wants him breathless and begging, see if he can't turn him from demanding to pleading by the time he's through--]
You should be up against the wall-- [And he will be shortly, maybe after a break to rummage unromantically through his medicine cabinet for literally anything lubricating, considering-- and that will have to wait for Toshinori to slide his hand down Aizawa's side and then inward, palming against him.]
Okay?
[Okay, can he do that one, boss? Toshinori kisses him again, gripping him harder and pushing off the wall to spin them around.]
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He's just gotten off, true, but hot hands on his skin and Aizawa looking up at him hungrily are more than enough to make up for the - couple minutes between then and now.]
I'll remember the rest for later, [he mumbles, cupping Aizawa's face in both hands to tilt his head back and kiss him hard, messy and claiming. All his, and with the bruises and desire for more to prove it; Toshinori wants him breathless and begging, see if he can't turn him from demanding to pleading by the time he's through--]
You should be up against the wall-- [And he will be shortly, maybe after a break to rummage unromantically through his medicine cabinet for literally anything lubricating, considering-- and that will have to wait for Toshinori to slide his hand down Aizawa's side and then inward, palming against him.]
Okay?
[Okay, can he do that one, boss? Toshinori kisses him again, gripping him harder and pushing off the wall to spin them around.]