[Why, he has time to think, why the hell would I bite, because yes, he's going to be fucked, but he's also not an idiot. Fingers in his mouth, he won't bite-- suck, yeah, and his mouth had dropped open at that insistent press, lips wrapping around his thumb eagerly, he'll definitely do that, but bite? No.
And then suddenly there's heat and pressure pushing slowly but inexorably into him, stretching him open, and it's everything he wanted and then some, and oh, right, that's why he said that, because suddenly every inch of him is on fire and oh, god, oh, fucking shit fuck, it hurts in the best possible way, his legs shaking and his eyes gone so wide it's almost comical, and thank god his instinct was to drop his mouth open instead of bite down.
He whines something that might be his name, slurred and pleading, as he tries not to expire right on the spot as Toshinori sinks in deeper. But he'd better not stop, he'd better not pull out, because Aziawa is equal parts desperate and stubborn, and it feels so good.]
wish we did! Wish we had something even remotely close! and yet here we are
And then suddenly there's heat and pressure pushing slowly but inexorably into him, stretching him open, and it's everything he wanted and then some, and oh, right, that's why he said that, because suddenly every inch of him is on fire and oh, god, oh, fucking shit fuck, it hurts in the best possible way, his legs shaking and his eyes gone so wide it's almost comical, and thank god his instinct was to drop his mouth open instead of bite down.
He whines something that might be his name, slurred and pleading, as he tries not to expire right on the spot as Toshinori sinks in deeper. But he'd better not stop, he'd better not pull out, because Aziawa is equal parts desperate and stubborn, and it feels so good.]