[There comes a time in everybody's life where they make a choice so bold and daring that it unequivocally changes them forever. Sakusa thought those kinds of decisions were limited to picking up a volleyball for the first time, or switching from Kabi Killer to Magic Clean. Now, Sakusa can add kissing after giving a blowjob to that list.
Had he said no, it wouldn't have been such a significant moment, and for a second, Sakusa's mouth is open with, 'shame on you, that's gross,' ready to fall out his lips. The words get choked as his hips stutter into Ushijima's hand, what he was said replaced with an involuntary moan. It's Ushijima being sweet, offering him a blameless opportunity to opt out; it's the shameful and earnest way he agrees that yes, it is gross but had asked for it anyway; and it's his exclusive focus on Sakusa's pleasure, like he knows exactly how to take him apart best moment-by-moment.
The moan turns into an annoyed scoff, directed at himself for turning into putty just from Ushijima's honesty and respect. Besides, he can't think straight when Ushijima holds his cock like something precious. Sakusa's cock jumps within its confines.
It would be safe to kiss Ushijima. More than that, in this moment, Sakusa wants to kiss his stupidly respectful words right out of his mouth. He'd want to suck his dick too, if his jaw hadn't been sore from doing just that.]
If it's what my dearest wants, then...
[He slides his palms to rest on Ushijima's shoulders, tilts his chin a little, and pauses. He remains wordless, but his cheeks heating up fills the silence. As silly as he knows it to be, he has all the butterflies in his stomach of a first kiss. It's not their first kiss by far, but this one is a first of sorts. Normally he'd roll his eyes at such things, yet Sakusa puckers up with a shy smile.
It's like their first kiss: a little off-center, slightly breathless, and too intentional. At the same time, it's all new; Sakusa knows to part his lips in that way they both like, and he takes it a lot slower, letting his lips linger and drag between breaths. He knows to follow up long kisses with a few short ones now, and the novelty of a first-time paired with fond experience has Sakusa squirming in Ushijima's lap just as impatiently as the first time Ushijima had kissed him until he was hard, breathless, and wanting.
When he finally pulls away, his pout is demure but sated. The blush has overtaken every part of his face, but the look in his eye is focused. A line of saliva shared between him dribbles down his lip until his tongue swipes at it.]
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Had he said no, it wouldn't have been such a significant moment, and for a second, Sakusa's mouth is open with, 'shame on you, that's gross,' ready to fall out his lips. The words get choked as his hips stutter into Ushijima's hand, what he was said replaced with an involuntary moan. It's Ushijima being sweet, offering him a blameless opportunity to opt out; it's the shameful and earnest way he agrees that yes, it is gross but had asked for it anyway; and it's his exclusive focus on Sakusa's pleasure, like he knows exactly how to take him apart best moment-by-moment.
The moan turns into an annoyed scoff, directed at himself for turning into putty just from Ushijima's honesty and respect. Besides, he can't think straight when Ushijima holds his cock like something precious. Sakusa's cock jumps within its confines.
It would be safe to kiss Ushijima. More than that, in this moment, Sakusa wants to kiss his stupidly respectful words right out of his mouth. He'd want to suck his dick too, if his jaw hadn't been sore from doing just that.]
If it's what my dearest wants, then...
[He slides his palms to rest on Ushijima's shoulders, tilts his chin a little, and pauses. He remains wordless, but his cheeks heating up fills the silence. As silly as he knows it to be, he has all the butterflies in his stomach of a first kiss. It's not their first kiss by far, but this one is a first of sorts. Normally he'd roll his eyes at such things, yet Sakusa puckers up with a shy smile.
It's like their first kiss: a little off-center, slightly breathless, and too intentional. At the same time, it's all new; Sakusa knows to part his lips in that way they both like, and he takes it a lot slower, letting his lips linger and drag between breaths. He knows to follow up long kisses with a few short ones now, and the novelty of a first-time paired with fond experience has Sakusa squirming in Ushijima's lap just as impatiently as the first time Ushijima had kissed him until he was hard, breathless, and wanting.
When he finally pulls away, his pout is demure but sated. The blush has overtaken every part of his face, but the look in his eye is focused. A line of saliva shared between him dribbles down his lip until his tongue swipes at it.]
Do I taste like you?