（ — is the quip that follows, automatic as all such shenaniganry is from cy. but his expression is soft, tender and settled in a way that seems to crop up most of all when sasuke does something that can only be an expression of love. he palms one breast, and then levers himself upwards on his elbow to close his mouth over that reddened nipple. one slow, torturous suck rewards him with the taste of milk on his tongue, impossibly warm.
he'd expected to find it arousing. but what he doesn't expect is the way that lust and desire and love comingle into an urge that's nearly uncontrollable, to possess sasuke down to the very atomic stardust that brought him into being. distantly, he recognizes the effects of aphrodisiac — the bodily fluids themselves? something in the air? — but he doesn't truly care. he just wants, abruptly overburdened with the need.
his fingers knead at pliant flesh, and the reward is another taste of him, some new part of sasuke yet unexplored — swallowed down in hungry greed. sasuke will find that his cock, flagging with the aftermath of orgasm, is once again rock hard in the seat of his ass.
cy breaks the seal of his mouth to press a kiss against sasuke's sternum. ）
Stop me now if it isn't your thing. I think there's — （ words are difficult, and he makes an annoyed little sound pressed against sasuke's skin. ） — something. Aphrodisiac. In your bodily fluids. Might get harder to control myself.
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（ — is the quip that follows, automatic as all such shenaniganry is from cy. but his expression is soft, tender and settled in a way that seems to crop up most of all when sasuke does something that can only be an expression of love. he palms one breast, and then levers himself upwards on his elbow to close his mouth over that reddened nipple. one slow, torturous suck rewards him with the taste of milk on his tongue, impossibly warm.
he'd expected to find it arousing. but what he doesn't expect is the way that lust and desire and love comingle into an urge that's nearly uncontrollable, to possess sasuke down to the very atomic stardust that brought him into being. distantly, he recognizes the effects of aphrodisiac — the bodily fluids themselves? something in the air? — but he doesn't truly care. he just wants, abruptly overburdened with the need.
his fingers knead at pliant flesh, and the reward is another taste of him, some new part of sasuke yet unexplored — swallowed down in hungry greed. sasuke will find that his cock, flagging with the aftermath of orgasm, is once again rock hard in the seat of his ass.
cy breaks the seal of his mouth to press a kiss against sasuke's sternum. ）
Stop me now if it isn't your thing. I think there's — （ words are difficult, and he makes an annoyed little sound pressed against sasuke's skin. ） — something. Aphrodisiac. In your bodily fluids. Might get harder to control myself.