[Sandalphon can feel marks being left by Izumi's blunt fingernails on his thighs, and all he can do is bite back a moan of approval. If Izumi's weak, then right now Sandalphon is even weaker, his cock already half-hard and aching to be touched just from having his thighs groped like this. He tightens around Izumi's finger, thighs trembling from the effort it's taking not to rock his hips back against his hand.]
You're the only one I would do this with...anyway...
[It's hard to pretend he's not affected by the hunger in Izumi's voice and in his touch—even if it's against his better judgment, Sandalphon loves it when he gets possessive like this. But giving in this early isn't any fun...]
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[Sandalphon can feel marks being left by Izumi's blunt fingernails on his thighs, and all he can do is bite back a moan of approval. If Izumi's weak, then right now Sandalphon is even weaker, his cock already half-hard and aching to be touched just from having his thighs groped like this. He tightens around Izumi's finger, thighs trembling from the effort it's taking not to rock his hips back against his hand.]
You're the only one I would do this with...anyway...
[It's hard to pretend he's not affected by the hunger in Izumi's voice and in his touch—even if it's against his better judgment, Sandalphon loves it when he gets possessive like this. But giving in this early isn't any fun...]