[ Elan finds he enjoy this a lot. Although he wouldn't be doing it if he didn't enjoy it, right? But there's something about feeling Hiyori pressed nice and close and inside of him while there's lips and a nose pressing into his hair and his neck and fingers pressing against his belly. It's being embraced and almost sheltered. A funny feeling, but a good one. Not love, not exactly.
But maybe close enough.
Elan laughs, short and breathless, as Hiyori grinds up against him and Elan responds by rolling his hips back to meet him, rolling up onto the balls of his feet with a low little whine. ]
No... complaints here...
[ It really does feel strange and different but pleasurable. That slow sense of being emptied out and then filled again as Hiyori takes his time with him. His fingers grip at Hiyori, urge him a little closer - but he's fine with the pace. ]
You feel good like this. [ He murmurs. ] Careful or I'll be demanding more.
no subject
But maybe close enough.
Elan laughs, short and breathless, as Hiyori grinds up against him and Elan responds by rolling his hips back to meet him, rolling up onto the balls of his feet with a low little whine. ]
No... complaints here...
[ It really does feel strange and different but pleasurable. That slow sense of being emptied out and then filled again as Hiyori takes his time with him. His fingers grip at Hiyori, urge him a little closer - but he's fine with the pace. ]
You feel good like this. [ He murmurs. ] Careful or I'll be demanding more.