[Chuuya takes that invitation and runs with it, pushing his tongue past Atsushi’s lips. The taste of fyrra lingers on his tongue, and Chuuya can feel the heat from earlier return tenfold. He’s not quite hard yet, but he’s certainly getting there as his hands slide around Atsushi’s backside to squeeze two handfuls of his ass.
The kiss breaks and Chuuya’s lips find the side of Atsushi’s neck, kissing along his pulse before sucking a light mark onto that pale skin. Maybe he shouldn’t leave anything too noticeable, but Chuuya has never been a subtle person.
Besides, it might be fun for people to guess who left it there.]
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The kiss breaks and Chuuya’s lips find the side of Atsushi’s neck, kissing along his pulse before sucking a light mark onto that pale skin. Maybe he shouldn’t leave anything too noticeable, but Chuuya has never been a subtle person.
Besides, it might be fun for people to guess who left it there.]