[ He's teetering on the edge of losing control, desperately wanting to take what he desires and make Hiyori lose control as well. At the moment, this may seem like the opposite of a problem with Hiyori. But would he still feel this way if Jun were to completely lose restraint?
Just when Jun got lucky, right as he discovered a new angle that wiped the smug retort off Hiyori's face. Consumed by a haze of desire, he craves to hear Hiyori whimper beneath him. But Hiyori doesn't even need to finish his gloating retort since Jun's mind is constantly consumed by thoughts of him and his silly, little whims. ]
Ye..ah, whatever you want.
[ In a shaky voice, he murmurs into Hiyori's temple, sensing his desire for more. Determined to please, Jun takes a deep breath and uncurls his finger, no longer teasing with his touches. He wants to voice his needs, but hesitates, fearing he may not do enough or inadvertently hurt Hiyori, being so focused on his pleasure.
As Hiyori's hips ground against his hand, his finger curls instinctively. He peers down, watching the unblemished skin of his bare throat, and further watching Hiyori's lips part. Shifting slightly, he moves his thumb away, pressing the tip of his pointer finger against the delicate rim instead.
Hesitant, he decides against pushing forward, wanting to ensure this is truly Ohii-san's desire for more. Instead, he lowers his head, pressing a soft kiss to Hiyori's neck, breath hot and ragged, he still hesitates. ]
Listen, what d'you, uh, want... more of?
[ So much for giving Ohii-san "whatever he wants."
It does sound something close to a plea, but Jun, still so unsure, needs to know. Despite having his finger deeply inserted, the warmth enveloping him, Jun's maintaining a clear and focused state of mind. .. or as much as he can. He's overthinking again, lost in the depths of pleasure, and wanting to be a good, attentive lover. The uncertainty in his voice is clear, but Jun wants to get this right. ]
Can.. didja want me to use another finger or is it good with one?
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Just when Jun got lucky, right as he discovered a new angle that wiped the smug retort off Hiyori's face. Consumed by a haze of desire, he craves to hear Hiyori whimper beneath him. But Hiyori doesn't even need to finish his gloating retort since Jun's mind is constantly consumed by thoughts of him and his silly, little whims. ]
Ye..ah, whatever you want.
[ In a shaky voice, he murmurs into Hiyori's temple, sensing his desire for more. Determined to please, Jun takes a deep breath and uncurls his finger, no longer teasing with his touches. He wants to voice his needs, but hesitates, fearing he may not do enough or inadvertently hurt Hiyori, being so focused on his pleasure.
As Hiyori's hips ground against his hand, his finger curls instinctively. He peers down, watching the unblemished skin of his bare throat, and further watching Hiyori's lips part. Shifting slightly, he moves his thumb away, pressing the tip of his pointer finger against the delicate rim instead.
Hesitant, he decides against pushing forward, wanting to ensure this is truly Ohii-san's desire for more. Instead, he lowers his head, pressing a soft kiss to Hiyori's neck, breath hot and ragged, he still hesitates. ]
Listen, what d'you, uh, want... more of?
[ So much for giving Ohii-san "whatever he wants."
It does sound something close to a plea, but Jun, still so unsure, needs to know. Despite having his finger deeply inserted, the warmth enveloping him, Jun's maintaining a clear and focused state of mind. .. or as much as he can. He's overthinking again, lost in the depths of pleasure, and wanting to be a good, attentive lover. The uncertainty in his voice is clear, but Jun wants to get this right. ]
Can.. didja want me to use another finger or is it good with one?