[All of me. Even those small words are overwhelmingly more than Yu needs to finally spur him to action. His cock pushes up against her entrance, warm and wet and inviting, throbbing with arousal as she asks, pleads for him.
For a moment, Mitsuru's arms around his shoulders are almost too much, a conduit of lightning across his skin, and he puffs out a soft exhale, lashes fluttering as he wrestles with his composure.
Slate-gray gaze traveling from her eyes to her mouth, he finds the sight of her lip cradled between her teeth so attractive, so inviting, that he can't bear to change it. He presses his lips instead to her cheek, her jaw, her neck-- and it's just as he begins pushing into her that his teeth find the soft spot between her neck and shoulder, biting down almost experimentally in time with the movement of his hips.]
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For a moment, Mitsuru's arms around his shoulders are almost too much, a conduit of lightning across his skin, and he puffs out a soft exhale, lashes fluttering as he wrestles with his composure.
Slate-gray gaze traveling from her eyes to her mouth, he finds the sight of her lip cradled between her teeth so attractive, so inviting, that he can't bear to change it. He presses his lips instead to her cheek, her jaw, her neck-- and it's just as he begins pushing into her that his teeth find the soft spot between her neck and shoulder, biting down almost experimentally in time with the movement of his hips.]