We're living beings, so it's only natural to crave closeness, warmth, and the feeling of someone else's heartbeat. Some of us are just better at expressing our wants than others.
[Jun always turns him down when Hiyori asks if he wants a hug (not that he always asks permission first), which Hiyori chalks up to him being honest and shy. But it's hard to be open about your wants and needs when you've been treated badly in the past. Given that truth, he's lucky Elan can admit he wants to be held. And since that's what Elan said he wants, Hiyori makes sure to give him plenty of warmth, planting kiss after kiss on Elan's soft lips and pressing their bare chests together, skin-to-skin and heartbeat-to-heartbeat.
And also tugs Elan's underwear underneath his balls. He can multitask!]
You want to feel me close, right?
[He speaks in a low, whispery tone, his breath ghosting Elan's lips. With a warm but mischievous smile, he proceeds to tug down his own waistband, freeing his own cock.
Which he then presses against Elan's, nothing left in between them. With a breathy noise, he wraps a hand around them both, pecking Elan's lips again.]
If this isn't what you want, you'd better say so now!
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[He says in response to the first question.]
We're living beings, so it's only natural to crave closeness, warmth, and the feeling of someone else's heartbeat. Some of us are just better at expressing our wants than others.
[Jun always turns him down when Hiyori asks if he wants a hug (not that he always asks permission first), which Hiyori chalks up to him being honest and shy. But it's hard to be open about your wants and needs when you've been treated badly in the past. Given that truth, he's lucky Elan can admit he wants to be held. And since that's what Elan said he wants, Hiyori makes sure to give him plenty of warmth, planting kiss after kiss on Elan's soft lips and pressing their bare chests together, skin-to-skin and heartbeat-to-heartbeat.
And also tugs Elan's underwear underneath his balls. He can multitask!]
You want to feel me close, right?
[He speaks in a low, whispery tone, his breath ghosting Elan's lips. With a warm but mischievous smile, he proceeds to tug down his own waistband, freeing his own cock.
Which he then presses against Elan's, nothing left in between them. With a breathy noise, he wraps a hand around them both, pecking Elan's lips again.]
If this isn't what you want, you'd better say so now!