[Having Cy in his room is a lot, at first, not only for his height but for his presence. Looming and calm and quiet. The bed sinks slightly with the additional weight, but not by much because the mattress itself is so thin. Sasuke's eyes peer over from beneath a fringe of hair, uncertain. The dildo is still inside of him; it feels heavy, slippery but for the grip of his lower body clenched around it with tension, arousal now slanted into murky waters.
They've been close before, but not really like this. Silently he offers his hand out—a little tacky still with lube, which causes him to hesitate.]
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They've been close before, but not really like this. Silently he offers his hand out—a little tacky still with lube, which causes him to hesitate.]