[ Toji is aware of that, and to him, it's also enthralling, this risky dance they are performing with each other. He's familiar with the feel of Choso, how hot his flesh gets, how he smells, how his heart races and how each drag of his hips feels so good, building up and up and twisting a knot in Toji's stomach. He chews on his own lip as he observes him, wondering what on Earth he has done to earn Choso's attention and desire. He is quiet for a moment, besides the slapping of his wet skin and his throaty breathing.
It really does sound like a confession. How did this happen? Maybe he's confused? Because surely not.
Toji turns his pelvis slightly, thrusting deeper and harder, hitting his partner's prostate. ]
You're so cruel to ... hah ... yourself. Wanting everything of me brings nothing desirable.
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It really does sound like a confession. How did this happen? Maybe he's confused? Because surely not.
Toji turns his pelvis slightly, thrusting deeper and harder, hitting his partner's prostate. ]
You're so cruel to ... hah ... yourself. Wanting everything of me brings nothing desirable.