[He won't complain, not knowing full well this is a treat as is-- but still, just for a moment, there's a look of frantic desperation in his expression as his head snaps up and he's faced with a frankly rude grin.]
You're supposed to be the nice one--
[Grit out, but he doesn't force his head down or tighten his grip in his hair. Just lets out a shaky sigh, toes curling, as he waits for whatever it is Toshinori can give him.
And oh, give him this: he does deliver. It isn't the same intensity as before, no, but it's still more than enough. At this point, just the sight of him with his tongue dragging up against his cock is enough-- and it's a slow release, almost comically languid in the face of his desperation. A lazy orgasm, which suits him, as he thrusts his hips up once, twice, before slumping down on the bed.]
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You're supposed to be the nice one--
[Grit out, but he doesn't force his head down or tighten his grip in his hair. Just lets out a shaky sigh, toes curling, as he waits for whatever it is Toshinori can give him.
And oh, give him this: he does deliver. It isn't the same intensity as before, no, but it's still more than enough. At this point, just the sight of him with his tongue dragging up against his cock is enough-- and it's a slow release, almost comically languid in the face of his desperation. A lazy orgasm, which suits him, as he thrusts his hips up once, twice, before slumping down on the bed.]