[ the fact that eichi hasn't said his name like that makes tsumugi blush a bit more in the wintry cold, and his hand slow down as requested. normally he'd just brush those inevitable thoughts aside - he's accepted that eichi probably wouldn't want to do anything sexual with him, it's no big deal -
but. ]
You feel hot, Eichi-kun?
[ tsumugi can definitely feel how hard eichi already is, his hand keep brushing over his thighs and between his legs in a feeble attempt to break him free, but it seems that tsumugi's already been taken over by the mistletoe's spell; not only does he manage to pull the pesky vines that were about to dig into eichi's pants, but his hands are doing it instead, rubbing him through the fabric with one hand while unzipping his fly with the other. ]
Then I'll take care of it for you... Don't move too much, okay?
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but. ]
You feel hot, Eichi-kun?
[ tsumugi can definitely feel how hard eichi already is, his hand keep brushing over his thighs and between his legs in a feeble attempt to break him free, but it seems that tsumugi's already been taken over by the mistletoe's spell; not only does he manage to pull the pesky vines that were about to dig into eichi's pants, but his hands are doing it instead, rubbing him through the fabric with one hand while unzipping his fly with the other. ]
Then I'll take care of it for you... Don't move too much, okay?