[ Kuroo's afterglow sets in like syrup again, heavy and warm on his chest, dragging his eyelids down as he waits for his pulse to settle and for his breathing to come down... But Nisaka isn't giving him time to let it rest fully, because he slides his fingers out and soon after there are soft thighs across him, Nisaka's weight on him.. He swallows, then opens his eyes.
...Nisaka's hair is falling in his eyes, his cheeks hot and red, his mouth wet and open and god, it's an assault to have his boyfriend look so good, be so hot and so perfect and focused entirely on him.... ]
Yeah.. [ Kuroo says, voice breathless and hoarse, eyes trained on Nisaka's face. He can see the movement of his palm in his periphery. He doesn't need to watch that, he wants to watch what touching Kuroo has done to him, he wants to see Nisaka fall apart here, for him. His free hand goes to Nisaka's thigh, large hand squeezing his pale skin. ] Like that.. You look so good...
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...Nisaka's hair is falling in his eyes, his cheeks hot and red, his mouth wet and open and god, it's an assault to have his boyfriend look so good, be so hot and so perfect and focused entirely on him.... ]
Yeah.. [ Kuroo says, voice breathless and hoarse, eyes trained on Nisaka's face. He can see the movement of his palm in his periphery. He doesn't need to watch that, he wants to watch what touching Kuroo has done to him, he wants to see Nisaka fall apart here, for him. His free hand goes to Nisaka's thigh, large hand squeezing his pale skin. ] Like that.. You look so good...