[It might be mercy, but it feels a bit more like penance to Grey. He keeps mentally replaying the entire examination, all the little noises Manabu made and the way his body felt under Grey's hands... It's perhaps worse, not being in the moment, because his imagination is free to embellish things. If he lets his thoughts run free he'll wind up fantasizing about Manabu moaning and arching into his touch, pleading for more...
Grey strips off his clothes as hastily as possible, wincing as his burgeoning erection tugs at the fabric of his underwear, and practically throws himself onto the shower. The blast of icy water hurts when he turns the cold water on full, but it's exactly what he needs right now. Hopefully Manabu's hearing isn't sensitive enough to catch Grey's pained hiss underneath the sound of running water.
This is lust, isn't it.
Grey feels incredibly stupid for not admitting it earlier. But it's shameful, isn't it? Something like him lusting after someone like Manabu... Especially while the other man is in such a vulnerable position. Who knew he had enough of a conscience to even care about such things? He's never wanted anyone else, not like this. Is this why he went to such lengths to find Manabu, and help him? Because he's secretly the sort of idiot who can be lead around by his dick?
He's learning a lot about himself, and he's not sure he wants to.
Once his body's numb with cold, Grey finally feels safe to go back into the main room. He towels off as briskly as possible and pulls his clothes back on with clumsy fingers.
As soon as he's out, he glances around for Manabu. The man's easy to spot, in a way- he's burrowed so deeply under the covers that Grey can't see much more of him than a bit of fluffy brown hair, but the lump curled up on the bed can't really be anyone else. Manabu must be exhausted.]
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on 2024-03-19 06:58 pm (UTC)Grey strips off his clothes as hastily as possible, wincing as his burgeoning erection tugs at the fabric of his underwear, and practically throws himself onto the shower. The blast of icy water hurts when he turns the cold water on full, but it's exactly what he needs right now. Hopefully Manabu's hearing isn't sensitive enough to catch Grey's pained hiss underneath the sound of running water.
This is lust, isn't it.
Grey feels incredibly stupid for not admitting it earlier. But it's shameful, isn't it? Something like him lusting after someone like Manabu... Especially while the other man is in such a vulnerable position. Who knew he had enough of a conscience to even care about such things? He's never wanted anyone else, not like this. Is this why he went to such lengths to find Manabu, and help him? Because he's secretly the sort of idiot who can be lead around by his dick?
He's learning a lot about himself, and he's not sure he wants to.
Once his body's numb with cold, Grey finally feels safe to go back into the main room. He towels off as briskly as possible and pulls his clothes back on with clumsy fingers.
As soon as he's out, he glances around for Manabu. The man's easy to spot, in a way- he's burrowed so deeply under the covers that Grey can't see much more of him than a bit of fluffy brown hair, but the lump curled up on the bed can't really be anyone else. Manabu must be exhausted.]
Manabu? Should I turn the light off?