[ nisaka feels a dizzying wave of arousal sweep over him, kuroo sounding so wrecked, begging for it. he tries not to get too distracted, tries to push away the throbbing pulse of need coming from his own cock, so impossibly hard against the sheets. eagerly, he presses on, letting his tongue grow bolder, switching from gentle laps to insistent presses, working kuroo open like the other man has done to himself many times before.
he free hand shifts, curling lightly along kuroo's hard, muscled thigh. his fingers tracing closer to where his legs meet.
panting, he lifts his head from his work just so he can look up at the other, thumb creeping close enough to rub small circles over that sensitive spot. ]
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he free hand shifts, curling lightly along kuroo's hard, muscled thigh. his fingers tracing closer to where his legs meet.
panting, he lifts his head from his work just so he can look up at the other, thumb creeping close enough to rub small circles over that sensitive spot. ]
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