[head in a haze, Manabu watches Grey, mildly confused as to what he's doing. licking his fingers...why?
(it'll click later)
part of him feels compelled to brace as Grey shifts about in the process of getting undressed - for hands all over him again, grabbing and groping in his trembling and tender state. it's why he's a little confused when that doesn't happen, and he's left to just turn his head and look him up and down in his own aroused state.
after a beat, Manabu shifts, turning on his side, and reaches over to touch him. the desperate promise to use his mouth is already forgotten, clearly.]
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(it'll click later)
part of him feels compelled to brace as Grey shifts about in the process of getting undressed - for hands all over him again, grabbing and groping in his trembling and tender state. it's why he's a little confused when that doesn't happen, and he's left to just turn his head and look him up and down in his own aroused state.
after a beat, Manabu shifts, turning on his side, and reaches over to touch him. the desperate promise to use his mouth is already forgotten, clearly.]