[silently compliant and more sharply focused by the second his hand touches that hard flesh, Manabu curls his fingers around him, heart rate rising as Grey chases his high. he’s already spent, but he still feels that urge in him second-hand; his hair stands on end as he hears and feels Grey come.
with hot breath on his shoulder, Manabu shivers a little, still tingling from the experience; it’s somehow surreal despite being so tactile.
eventually, his hand withdraws, resting on Grey’s hip.]
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with hot breath on his shoulder, Manabu shivers a little, still tingling from the experience; it’s somehow surreal despite being so tactile.
eventually, his hand withdraws, resting on Grey’s hip.]
…You okay?