[He is used to it, isn't he? Eichi's chest aches for that, but he deserves that too, he thinks. Just moments ago, he'd thought to himself that he would never ask for what he wanted, but as each moment passes, as the mistletoe has garlands curling tighter around his legs, as the pressure is still too much and he realizes that Tsumugi would at least be able to have some relief too, then— he changes his mind.
Pride is long out the window, and Eichi is gasping, desperate. He wouldn't be able to stand by now if it weren't for the strings of garland now wrapping around his middle, his stomach, some even at his throat, making for a lewd display.]
I... [Speaking is difficult, when Tsumugi takes him in so deeply, and Eichi groans for it, eyes closing briefly.] I want more than just this. I also... want to feel you inside of me.
[Incredibly bold, but he's so flushed and aroused, he can't help it.]
SLURPS
[He is used to it, isn't he? Eichi's chest aches for that, but he deserves that too, he thinks. Just moments ago, he'd thought to himself that he would never ask for what he wanted, but as each moment passes, as the mistletoe has garlands curling tighter around his legs, as the pressure is still too much and he realizes that Tsumugi would at least be able to have some relief too, then— he changes his mind.
Pride is long out the window, and Eichi is gasping, desperate. He wouldn't be able to stand by now if it weren't for the strings of garland now wrapping around his middle, his stomach, some even at his throat, making for a lewd display.]
I... [Speaking is difficult, when Tsumugi takes him in so deeply, and Eichi groans for it, eyes closing briefly.] I want more than just this. I also... want to feel you inside of me.
[Incredibly bold, but he's so flushed and aroused, he can't help it.]