[Embarrassment is a foreign concept to someone like Wakatoshi. He's not even sure if it's suitable to call what he feels now as embarrassment, honestly, as he's always associated that emotion with a certain level of discomfort -- which is far from what Sakusa's smooth fingers snaking down to his groin make him feel -- but the extra attention he's being given, the smile, the admission that Sakusa's wanted this for a long time...
It's embarrassing. Everything is embarrassing. How much this is affecting him. How much he likes this. How hard he already is...at this rate, it won't take much to make him come, something that Wakatoshi, and his stamina and control, can't help but feel a certain way about.
Wakatoshi blushes. Deep, hot, and all over. Any minute now, he's going to melt into the chair, he's sure of it. His hand comes over his face -- his eyes, mostly -- as if to protect Sakusa from this vulnerability. Not that it does much: his imagination's working overtime and his other senses are so hypersensitive, he can see what Sakusa's doing without having to watch him.]
Fuck, baby...
[Wakatoshi squirms, the motions making him sink into a slump and, unintentionally, pushing his cock further out into the humidity of Sakusa's mouth. Not too much, thankfully, but still enough for Wakatoshi to guiltily pull his hips back and mutter an apology.]
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It's embarrassing. Everything is embarrassing. How much this is affecting him. How much he likes this. How hard he already is...at this rate, it won't take much to make him come, something that Wakatoshi, and his stamina and control, can't help but feel a certain way about.
Wakatoshi blushes. Deep, hot, and all over. Any minute now, he's going to melt into the chair, he's sure of it. His hand comes over his face -- his eyes, mostly -- as if to protect Sakusa from this vulnerability. Not that it does much: his imagination's working overtime and his other senses are so hypersensitive, he can see what Sakusa's doing without having to watch him.]
Fuck, baby...
[Wakatoshi squirms, the motions making him sink into a slump and, unintentionally, pushing his cock further out into the humidity of Sakusa's mouth. Not too much, thankfully, but still enough for Wakatoshi to guiltily pull his hips back and mutter an apology.]