[ The short, sharp jerks earn a little noise out of Elan - a noise he might be embarrassed to remember later, but he's feeling very good in the moment. It's a sort of low whine and gasp, his breath driven out of him with the little slap of their bodies coming together. His whole body feels like its on pins and needles, a rush of heat coming over him and then another. Waves of it in time with the press and pull. His head tilts and he tries to nuzzle in to Hiyori's cheek, lost in his own want and need and the alluring, warm press of a body against his. The feeling of being filled. ]
N-not the kind you tell other people about...
[ He mumbles and he presses a kiss against Hiyori's cheek - and at the same time his hips work, trying for a bit more friction against the hand wrapped around his shift. He swallows hard and after a moment, he lets his pride fall away. He's come this far, right? Even if he's going to smack Hiyori if he teases him too much. ]
C'mon, let me... finish... [ Haaaah. It's not quite a plea, but it's close. ]
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N-not the kind you tell other people about...
[ He mumbles and he presses a kiss against Hiyori's cheek - and at the same time his hips work, trying for a bit more friction against the hand wrapped around his shift. He swallows hard and after a moment, he lets his pride fall away. He's come this far, right? Even if he's going to smack Hiyori if he teases him too much. ]
C'mon, let me... finish... [ Haaaah. It's not quite a plea, but it's close. ]