There's nothing better in the world than seeing you like this.
(he means it. it's almost like mikey took a pair of scissors to the bind of his inhibitions, his reservedness, managing to see it freely and unrestrained - a little gem that he keeps to himself, a win that he can't explain the meaning to even if he tried.
the moan travels through his spine, right to his dick, and whatever plans he had of stalling are out the window. he likes hearing yu, something he fought so hard to get, and he's going to take full advantage of the fact he's probably going to hear them.
so, it takes very little effort for him to slide down yu once he positions.)
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(he means it. it's almost like mikey took a pair of scissors to the bind of his inhibitions, his reservedness, managing to see it freely and unrestrained - a little gem that he keeps to himself, a win that he can't explain the meaning to even if he tried.
the moan travels through his spine, right to his dick, and whatever plans he had of stalling are out the window. he likes hearing yu, something he fought so hard to get, and he's going to take full advantage of the fact he's probably going to hear them.
so, it takes very little effort for him to slide down yu once he positions.)