[ Gojo has always been one to savor the pleasure of others, when he himself is the source, and oh, how wonderfully responsive Winter is, with his body and his tentacles, offering him a brand of appreciation he hasn't had the opportunity to indulge in before. He could roll right over and let the sensation of all that touch wash over him utterly, but his greed takes a different color for now.
Why hand over the reins when he can touch Winter like this and still enjoy the attentions of his multifaceted touch? ]
Then allow me to unmake you.
[ His gaze, hooded and wanting beneath the heavy veil of his eyelashes, flickers down along the length of Winter's body once more as his fingers pump skillfully over the other man's cock, before flitting back to his face to watch the way pleasure spills over his features, eager to soak up every sight and sound that passes from him. His attentions are slow and languid at first, exploratory as he learns Winter's shape, the silky weight of his skin, but soon the pulls of his fingers grows more insistent, the calloused edge of his thumb dragging across his slit.
Idly, almost nonchalant, despite the flush in his cheeks and his breathless purr: ]
Lube?
[ Hopefully he has something on hand...it's not as though Gojo planned ahead for this. ]
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Why hand over the reins when he can touch Winter like this and still enjoy the attentions of his multifaceted touch? ]
Then allow me to unmake you.
[ His gaze, hooded and wanting beneath the heavy veil of his eyelashes, flickers down along the length of Winter's body once more as his fingers pump skillfully over the other man's cock, before flitting back to his face to watch the way pleasure spills over his features, eager to soak up every sight and sound that passes from him. His attentions are slow and languid at first, exploratory as he learns Winter's shape, the silky weight of his skin, but soon the pulls of his fingers grows more insistent, the calloused edge of his thumb dragging across his slit.
Idly, almost nonchalant, despite the flush in his cheeks and his breathless purr: ]
Lube?
[ Hopefully he has something on hand...it's not as though Gojo planned ahead for this. ]