Oh, sweetheart. We've got time. There's nothing I wouldn't try with you.

（ he noses at him, kisses the corner of his mouth and then nudges him up so they can arrange themselves accordingly. he leans against the wall, pulling sasuke sideways into his lap, directing him to cross his legs at the knee for greater pressure between the thighs. rather than use lube, he just palms a smear of precome from their cocks and hips his hand between sasuke's thighs, seating himself there shortly thereafter. he keeps one hand on sasuke's cock, stroking him at an easy tempo. ）

I have some ideas for a few other things we can try, if you want to get feisty afterwards. （ they were separated for a few days, after all. it's not like they don't fuck enough to make up for lost time, but there's a persistent yearning for sasuke when he's not around, like a thirst that can't be slaked. ） I want to try some CBT — cock and ball torture, don't let the name scare you off — with you, if you think you'd be up for it.

（ yes, just casually talking about future plans while he fucks sasuke's thighs with slow, deliberate rolls of his hips? yeah. normal of him, actually. ）