Of all the times to start calling me sir with gusto, Jesus.
īŧ hello his cock is like half-hard over here from that little show alone???? lord have mercy, but this boy is dangerous. īŧ
Okay, okay — gimme a sec.
īŧ he lets his hands drift and settle against sasuke's thighs, thumbs stroking at the skin — parsing the math out in his mind. he's spent so much time in sasuke's room that half of it, at least, is simple — he knows exactly how far they are from that low ranked floor, and if he closes his eyes he can see it as they left it last. he knows where sasuke stores his items, knows how he folds his blankets, and with a slight downward tug at one corner of his mouth for the sake of concentration, he reaches for the items and pulls.
sasuke's neat little containers, full of his personal effects and toiletries and other items of use slip between planes and materialize on the floor nearby. a second pass, a bit more tentative, just.
brings the bed.
congrats, the tiny little bed with its shitty little mattress is now taking up a corner of the room.
cy looks at it. looks at sasuke. his expression is almost achingly soft, and he reaches up to capture sasuke's cheek and tug him down for a kiss. īŧ
I've got a soft spot for it, and you've got the room now.
īŧ the majority of their sex has happened in his room, because up until now it was the larger space — but the first time he slipped his fingers inside sasuke's body and coaxed him to orgasm was on that bed, and maybe he's sentimental about it. īŧ
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Date: 2024-07-25 02:54 am (UTC)Of all the times to start calling me sir with gusto, Jesus.
īŧ hello his cock is like half-hard over here from that little show alone???? lord have mercy, but this boy is dangerous. īŧ
Okay, okay — gimme a sec.
īŧ he lets his hands drift and settle against sasuke's thighs, thumbs stroking at the skin — parsing the math out in his mind. he's spent so much time in sasuke's room that half of it, at least, is simple — he knows exactly how far they are from that low ranked floor, and if he closes his eyes he can see it as they left it last. he knows where sasuke stores his items, knows how he folds his blankets, and with a slight downward tug at one corner of his mouth for the sake of concentration, he reaches for the items and pulls.
sasuke's neat little containers, full of his personal effects and toiletries and other items of use slip between planes and materialize on the floor nearby. a second pass, a bit more tentative, just.
brings the bed.
congrats, the tiny little bed with its shitty little mattress is now taking up a corner of the room.
cy looks at it. looks at sasuke. his expression is almost achingly soft, and he reaches up to capture sasuke's cheek and tug him down for a kiss. īŧ
I've got a soft spot for it, and you've got the room now.
īŧ the majority of their sex has happened in his room, because up until now it was the larger space — but the first time he slipped his fingers inside sasuke's body and coaxed him to orgasm was on that bed, and maybe he's sentimental about it. īŧ