[Sandalphon shudders and squirms the entire time Izumi stretches him, wanting more than anything to just tell him to fuck him already, he's a primal beast, he doesn't need to be handled so delicately—but he's already barely managing to stay quiet, murmuring wordlessly into the crook of his Dominant's neck.
He looks up to respond to Izumi's question when it's asked, eyes sparking with defiance, but the feeling of being so thoroughly filled steals his words from him, knocks the breath out of him; yes, he'll be his, just for now, as long as he makes him feel this good, and he whimpers against Izumi's lips, leans into the kiss, rocks his hips impatiently.
Every sound seems so loud when they're in public. Their heavy breathing, the soft flutter of his wings, skin meeting skin—but that makes it more exciting, somehow. He digs his fingernails into Izumi's back to cling to him and kisses him once more, twice more, as many times as he needs to in order to muffle the quiet little sounds that slip traitorously from his throat.]
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He looks up to respond to Izumi's question when it's asked, eyes sparking with defiance, but the feeling of being so thoroughly filled steals his words from him, knocks the breath out of him; yes, he'll be his, just for now, as long as he makes him feel this good, and he whimpers against Izumi's lips, leans into the kiss, rocks his hips impatiently.
Every sound seems so loud when they're in public. Their heavy breathing, the soft flutter of his wings, skin meeting skin—but that makes it more exciting, somehow. He digs his fingernails into Izumi's back to cling to him and kisses him once more, twice more, as many times as he needs to in order to muffle the quiet little sounds that slip traitorously from his throat.]