[just as keikaku. Even though Nazuna's pulling him up a little, even if he'd tried to pull him off completely, there's no way Rui would've
okay no he would've let it happen, but not without token resistance. Right at this very minute, Nazuna's dick is about the best thing he could want in his stupid shitty mouth, and that the separation is only for better motion and leverage is enough to make Rui practically vibrate in excitement.
...maybe moan a little when Nazuna rocks gently into his mouth, too. Oh, he wants this. He wants it, even if this isn't meant to be for his benefit; his fingers curl around Nazuna's, then stroke over his knuckles as he lets them drop at last. Another hum, distinctly approving, before he sliiiides his tongue out to cup the underside of Nazuna's shaft and rub idly away. Go on, he'll say the safe word, promise.]
[ As those hands fall away, the tiniest sound of protest follows. But Nazuna only just told himself, not even five seconds ago, that Rui is likely to need them in case things do go wrong. The mere hypothetical of hurting him due to deliberate selfishness is enough to threaten making his dick soft if Nazuna focuses on it for too long. He won't waste time on it. He refuses. Besides, there is comfort in Rui's hands being free, leaving Nazuna to be anchored by other facets in all of this. For example:
Rui's enthusiasm is mesmerizing — No. Rui himself is mesmerizing.
And having any semblance of capability to elicit these reactions from Rui is exciting. Nazuna wants to draw out more, appeal to him in a way that Rui can't hold back with his own desires. So that he can give him what he wants. A part of him believes this isn't a performance Rui is putting on to please him, tugging at something in Nazuna's chest.
"When we're close, I feel as though I want to devour you whole. Or let you devour me."
His fingers open in favor of bracing themselves against the far back sides of Rui's head while Nazuna lets out a stuttering breath. With the other boy's encouragement, he cautiously bucks forward again. That tiny bit of friction alone gets his lip trembling yet it's nowhere near enough to satisfy either of them. His hips draw back in search of meeting that necessity, cock sliding halfway past Rui's lips just to experimentally force himself back into that warmth.
Which leads Nazuna doing it again. And again. And again. And again, bringing him to a rhythm of unreservedly fucking Rui's mouth. Practically every part of Nazuna is taught from the sliver of restraint he continues to exercise but it's also owing to the fact he's doing his best to not look away. In spite of the humiliation in his ruddy face and awareness of the wet sound with his thrusts, he wants to see Rui. Through his own half-lidded gaze, he needs to see as Rui devours him.
[Oh, wonderful...! Nazuna's at least trying to unravel himself, and Rui appreciates every inch of thread that comes undone. As much as it'd probably be a better ~performance~ to close his eyes, to really look as though he's getting lost in it, there's no fucking way that Rui's going to close his eyes right now.
In fact, they're wide, intense, pupils blown as he searches Nazuna's face for every scrap of arousal, to see what goes down a treat and what he might need to adjust. as if there's much to adjust. as if he's not just letting his tongue keep lolling out, careful to keep his teeth away and his cheeks hollow. More noise, maybe? Maybe that'd make Nazuna get even more embarrassed. He's always handsome, of course, even at this wacky angle, but embarrassing him in the fun way is always a treat.
So Rui moans again, nasal, long and unrestrained, and starts trying to bob his head juuuuust a little. Not enough to dislodge those hands in his hair, of course, or undermine the facefucking as a whole. More to help it, to help get Nazuna's cock deeper in his mouth and let each loud, cringeass groan really thrum around it. He's hard just from this much. Just from staring up at Nazuna, slurring around his dick and batting his lashes lovingly.]
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okay no he would've let it happen, but not without token resistance. Right at this very minute, Nazuna's dick is about the best thing he could want in his stupid shitty mouth, and that the separation is only for better motion and leverage is enough to make Rui practically vibrate in excitement.
...maybe moan a little when Nazuna rocks gently into his mouth, too. Oh, he wants this. He wants it, even if this isn't meant to be for his benefit; his fingers curl around Nazuna's, then stroke over his knuckles as he lets them drop at last. Another hum, distinctly approving, before he sliiiides his tongue out to cup the underside of Nazuna's shaft and rub idly away. Go on, he'll say the safe word, promise.]
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Rui's enthusiasm is mesmerizing — No. Rui himself is mesmerizing.
And having any semblance of capability to elicit these reactions from Rui is exciting. Nazuna wants to draw out more, appeal to him in a way that Rui can't hold back with his own desires. So that he can give him what he wants. A part of him believes this isn't a performance Rui is putting on to please him, tugging at something in Nazuna's chest.
"When we're close, I feel as though I want to devour you whole. Or let you devour me."
His fingers open in favor of bracing themselves against the far back sides of Rui's head while Nazuna lets out a stuttering breath. With the other boy's encouragement, he cautiously bucks forward again. That tiny bit of friction alone gets his lip trembling yet it's nowhere near enough to satisfy either of them. His hips draw back in search of meeting that necessity, cock sliding halfway past Rui's lips just to experimentally force himself back into that warmth.
Which leads Nazuna doing it again. And again. And again. And again, bringing him to a rhythm of unreservedly fucking Rui's mouth. Practically every part of Nazuna is taught from the sliver of restraint he continues to exercise but it's also owing to the fact he's doing his best to not look away. In spite of the humiliation in his ruddy face and awareness of the wet sound with his thrusts, he wants to see Rui. Through his own half-lidded gaze, he needs to see as Rui devours him.
Please. ]
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In fact, they're wide, intense, pupils blown as he searches Nazuna's face for every scrap of arousal, to see what goes down a treat and what he might need to adjust. as if there's much to adjust. as if he's not just letting his tongue keep lolling out, careful to keep his teeth away and his cheeks hollow. More noise, maybe? Maybe that'd make Nazuna get even more embarrassed. He's always handsome, of course, even at this wacky angle, but embarrassing him in the fun way is always a treat.
So Rui moans again, nasal, long and unrestrained, and starts trying to bob his head juuuuust a little. Not enough to dislodge those hands in his hair, of course, or undermine the facefucking as a whole. More to help it, to help get Nazuna's cock deeper in his mouth and let each loud, cringeass groan really thrum around it. He's hard just from this much. Just from staring up at Nazuna, slurring around his dick and batting his lashes lovingly.]