[ That confidence is absolutely not lost on Fai, and neither is the way Gentaro’s breath catches at the praise. Of course, it’s hard not to let his own thoughts turn to pure mush when Gentaro’s leg is wrapped warm and solid around his hip and his teeth are pressing into his skin.
Fai moans, his thrusts getting harder without him realizing it. Seems like he can’t help himself with a force as powerful as Gentaro is underneath him.
Thankfully, he still remembers that very, very important thing—praise. Fai tilts his head, his lips closer to Gentaro’s ear and his erratic breaths hot against his skin. ]
You feel so perfect around me. Hot… and tight. I can’t get enough.
[ Will this be the right kind of praise? Fai really has no shame, so he can cycle through everything in the book until he finds exactly what Gentaro craves. ]
[ As if it couldn't be and feel more perfect, Gentaro cries out against his neck. This might be his first (and, he hopes, not his last), but he certainly isn't made of glass. Each thrust punches a gasp out of him, breathless and overwhelmed in the best way.
His nails dig into Fai's back, almost like if he doesn't hold on, he'll break into pieces and fall away. It's difficult to not, though, with that voice and that breath against his ear-- His nails dig in deeper, a low, needy moan sounding at the praise. It goes straight to his cock, and desperate for more, Gentaro rocks against him. ]
Nnh-- [ It's hard to string a sentence together, but Gentaro is nothing if not stubborn. ] Are you enjoying... teasing me?
[ Clearly, though, he's not complaining at all, because he tightens his leg around his hip to draw him closer. ]
[ He picks up his pace, enough for it to be noticeable, but not so intense that Fai doesn’t feel like he’s about to tip right over the edge. He can’t have that happening just yet, not when he’s getting so many of those heavenly reactions out of Gentaro.
A soft laugh escapes him, eventually turning into a hiss when those fingernails of his dig right into Fai’s back. It’s right on the line of painful and pleasurable, and a small part of him hopes that Gentaro’s nails break the skin. ]
Of course I am. How can I not, when each word I say seems to bring out another one of those sounds?
[ His voice, while half breathless, still has that lilting, teasing quality to it. It’s hard to break that little habit, especially when he can use it to his advantage like this. ]
[ He's too far gone to notice that hiss. Even if he had, he couldn't stop himself from holding on tighter, nails digging in deeper. Every nerve feels like it's electrified, like he'll burn up and lose himself completely.
It's fine if it's Fai, though. More than fine--he's made himself so vulnerable, and he'd do it again and again. ]
You're a terrible tease...
[ Breathless and voice close to wrecked, he arches up into him. Gentaro draws him in closer, more than anyone else has been in body and heart. He moans right into Fai's ear, determined to draw out Fai's own lovely sounds. Wrapping both of his legs around Fai, his breath hitches. He doesn't stop there, though. ]
[ He laughs again, soft and incredibly breathless, even as Gentaro's nails dig into his back. That pain combined with the warmth of his body surrounding Fai in every conceivable way is more than enough to draw a low grown past his lips.
And another escapes, too, when Gentaro asks for more. But really, who is Fai to deny him what he wants? He certainly can't, not with the warmth blossoming in his chest and the aching desire traveling through his veins.
So, Fai gives Gentaro exactly what he wants, quickening his pace as he tries to drive himself deeper and deeper into Gentaro with each thrust. ]
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Fai moans, his thrusts getting harder without him realizing it. Seems like he can’t help himself with a force as powerful as Gentaro is underneath him.
Thankfully, he still remembers that very, very important thing—praise. Fai tilts his head, his lips closer to Gentaro’s ear and his erratic breaths hot against his skin. ]
You feel so perfect around me. Hot… and tight. I can’t get enough.
[ Will this be the right kind of praise? Fai really has no shame, so he can cycle through everything in the book until he finds exactly what Gentaro craves. ]
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His nails dig into Fai's back, almost like if he doesn't hold on, he'll break into pieces and fall away. It's difficult to not, though, with that voice and that breath against his ear-- His nails dig in deeper, a low, needy moan sounding at the praise. It goes straight to his cock, and desperate for more, Gentaro rocks against him. ]
Nnh-- [ It's hard to string a sentence together, but Gentaro is nothing if not stubborn. ] Are you enjoying... teasing me?
[ Clearly, though, he's not complaining at all, because he tightens his leg around his hip to draw him closer. ]
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A soft laugh escapes him, eventually turning into a hiss when those fingernails of his dig right into Fai’s back. It’s right on the line of painful and pleasurable, and a small part of him hopes that Gentaro’s nails break the skin. ]
Of course I am. How can I not, when each word I say seems to bring out another one of those sounds?
[ His voice, while half breathless, still has that lilting, teasing quality to it. It’s hard to break that little habit, especially when he can use it to his advantage like this. ]
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It's fine if it's Fai, though. More than fine--he's made himself so vulnerable, and he'd do it again and again. ]
You're a terrible tease...
[ Breathless and voice close to wrecked, he arches up into him. Gentaro draws him in closer, more than anyone else has been in body and heart. He moans right into Fai's ear, determined to draw out Fai's own lovely sounds. Wrapping both of his legs around Fai, his breath hitches. He doesn't stop there, though. ]
More.
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And another escapes, too, when Gentaro asks for more. But really, who is Fai to deny him what he wants? He certainly can't, not with the warmth blossoming in his chest and the aching desire traveling through his veins.
So, Fai gives Gentaro exactly what he wants, quickening his pace as he tries to drive himself deeper and deeper into Gentaro with each thrust. ]