[ The nature of that look, the hunger and the way all the possibilities are no doubt playing behind those darkened, crystalline eyes, is enticing. Searing. Winter’s tongue darts from his mouth, drawing across his lips in anticipation. His makeup has long since smeared, and his attention can’t help but be drawn to the dark smudge painted over Gojo’s lips. Gorgeous.
Ah, but those lips will only hold his attention for so long when deft fingers are painting lines of fire across his skin. The slide of Gojo’s hands pulls a groan from him, hips lifting into that touch. That’s what got them here in the first place, isn’t it? The desire to touch and be touched, how simple closeness was not enough to sate that urge. ]
Hah, gods…
[ Breathed out, voice tight with barely leashed desire. Gojo teases him with his fingers, his cock twitching under that touch as the muscles in his abdomen go tense. The tentacles still slithering their way around the other man’s body tighten and undulate, reacting just as surely as the rest of Winter’s body does. ]
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Ah, but those lips will only hold his attention for so long when deft fingers are painting lines of fire across his skin. The slide of Gojo’s hands pulls a groan from him, hips lifting into that touch. That’s what got them here in the first place, isn’t it? The desire to touch and be touched, how simple closeness was not enough to sate that urge. ]
Hah, gods…
[ Breathed out, voice tight with barely leashed desire. Gojo teases him with his fingers, his cock twitching under that touch as the muscles in his abdomen go tense. The tentacles still slithering their way around the other man’s body tighten and undulate, reacting just as surely as the rest of Winter’s body does. ]
I’d like nothing more.