his eyes faintly widen when he catches onto wataru catching onto what he'd said, but he's in no state to find some excuse to stammer, not when wataru's finally pushed inside him, eichi's wings fluttering--splashing--in the water, fanning out wide behind him. he moans a little breathlessly, and again even more shamelessly as wataru twists inside him, his vision blurring from the pleasure, ah--
he tries to push down harder on the tentacle, spreading his legs, offering better access for the tentacle behind him, too, eichi barely registering it but wanting, as if instinctively, wataru inside every part of him.
and when the kiss breaks he kisses him again, except he sort of misses, and he's kissing at his lips; the corner of his mouth; his jaw-- but he doesn't seem to care; he's pleading in song, but instead of angelic tongue it seems to all only be wataru's name in angelic accent, terribly pleasing to the ear, and terribly needy. )
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his eyes faintly widen when he catches onto wataru catching onto what he'd said, but he's in no state to find some excuse to stammer, not when wataru's finally pushed inside him, eichi's wings fluttering--splashing--in the water, fanning out wide behind him. he moans a little breathlessly, and again even more shamelessly as wataru twists inside him, his vision blurring from the pleasure, ah--
he tries to push down harder on the tentacle, spreading his legs, offering better access for the tentacle behind him, too, eichi barely registering it but wanting, as if instinctively, wataru inside every part of him.
and when the kiss breaks he kisses him again, except he sort of misses, and he's kissing at his lips; the corner of his mouth; his jaw-- but he doesn't seem to care; he's pleading in song, but instead of angelic tongue it seems to all only be wataru's name in angelic accent, terribly pleasing to the ear, and terribly needy. )