[There isn't much Toshinori feels like he wouldn't agree to right now, with Aizawa pressed against him, body hot and shining with sweat, his gaze bright and hungry-- Then again, letting his dick make the decision to be completely helpless is just stupid.
It's something to think about; he trusts Aizawa with his life and, at this point, most of his secrets, so it's himself he worries about, struggling and helpless to do anything at all.
--It's also something to think about later, but the crease in his brow and the hesitation before he presses his mouth hungrily against Aizawa's once more should be telling enough that he's thinking about it. A solid maybe, now wonder about it later, please--]
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It's something to think about; he trusts Aizawa with his life and, at this point, most of his secrets, so it's himself he worries about, struggling and helpless to do anything at all.
--It's also something to think about later, but the crease in his brow and the hesitation before he presses his mouth hungrily against Aizawa's once more should be telling enough that he's thinking about it. A solid maybe, now wonder about it later, please--]