[ There's a beat as he swallows hard at the shift in Shuichi's voice, and while he'd originally kept the cover up over his head to hide his embarrassment and to make acting like he Knew What He Was Doing easier, he reaches up to tug it back after that. ]
Shuichi, you too, y'know? [ His eyes flicker up to his face and he props himself up onto one elbow. His other hand moves up along Shuichi's thigh and inwards until he's palming him through his boxers. His voice dips as well, a little playful at the edges but really it's charged. ] You can do anything you want to me.
[ There's a sharp intake of air, and then nothing for a moment, as Shuichi holds his breath to come to terms with the fact that this is happening. He stiffens in a number of senses, and his whole body feels hot.
But eventually he realizes he should probably react in a more explicit way—he has to convince Ouma he likes him, after all. Now that Ouma's visible again, he runs his hands through some of the hair around his face. ]
Y-Yeah. I hope...
[ But then he breaks again as he's not sure what to say. ]
[ In response he just kind of. Nuzzles his face against Shuichi's hand--not unlike a cat, really. It's also to buy himself time because it was a hell of a lot easier to pretend he was 100% prepared for this when he couldn't see him or vice versa. His hand is still moving against him too, still going slow for now as he tries to build up courage.
Though rather than diving straight into this he might as well play around a little more first too, right?
He pulls his hand away to slide it up to rest against Shuichi's stomach then lowers his mouth to press an open mouthed kiss against him through his boxers. His tongue dampens the material, and for a second his eyes close before he reminds himself to look up to see how Shuichi is reacting to this much. ]
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[ His voice wavers through the noise as Ouma's tongue drags down his skin. Surely he's not really going to—? But no, he can't be sure of anything. ]
Ouma-kun?!
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Given how the covers have fallen his voice is probably only just audible, but: ]
Do you want me to stop?
[ He should still be able to feel his breath on his stomach, but yes... he's really going to, Shuichi--unless he says "no" or "stop", of course. ]
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[ On the other hand, his response is loud, perhaps a little overly vehement. ]
Th-That is... I was just surprised, please...
[ Though his voice drops significantly after that. ]
Please... try whatever you want...
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Shuichi, you too, y'know? [ His eyes flicker up to his face and he props himself up onto one elbow. His other hand moves up along Shuichi's thigh and inwards until he's palming him through his boxers. His voice dips as well, a little playful at the edges but really it's charged. ] You can do anything you want to me.
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But eventually he realizes he should probably react in a more explicit way—he has to convince Ouma he likes him, after all. Now that Ouma's visible again, he runs his hands through some of the hair around his face. ]
Y-Yeah. I hope...
[ But then he breaks again as he's not sure what to say. ]
...I hope... we can do a lot of things together.
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Though rather than diving straight into this he might as well play around a little more first too, right?
He pulls his hand away to slide it up to rest against Shuichi's stomach then lowers his mouth to press an open mouthed kiss against him through his boxers. His tongue dampens the material, and for a second his eyes close before he reminds himself to look up to see how Shuichi is reacting to this much. ]
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