[Lube right now, why is it being pushed aside-- oh, and that's why, and that grinding is fantastic, it makes sparks shoot behind his eyes, but still. No matter how good Toshinori grinding up against him is (and it's good, it's very good, his cock throbbing and hard, sliding slickly against him and leaving him whining softly), he wants to keep going.
Because it hasn't been all that long, but it's been long enough. He's had more than enough time to imagine how it would feel to have Toshinori sinking deep into him, stretching him open and making him gasp from how good it felt. He's imagined how he would look, staring at him with those pretty blue eyes, hot and hungrily watching him, drinking in his every reaction-- and then when he started moving . . .
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Because it hasn't been all that long, but it's been long enough. He's had more than enough time to imagine how it would feel to have Toshinori sinking deep into him, stretching him open and making him gasp from how good it felt. He's imagined how he would look, staring at him with those pretty blue eyes, hot and hungrily watching him, drinking in his every reaction-- and then when he started moving . . .
So stop teasing.]
Of course I am.
[He frowns as he says it, squirming pointedly.]
I'm more than ready for it, Toshinori, come on--