[ WELL. Things have to get a little creative when you've got the contrast of chibi and noppo to fit together, but combine Taurean stamina with Leo's drive to show off and please....
Yeah, he's grinning like a derp, and in the fuzzy haze of that moment after, is about to say something really ridiculous. ]
[ Oh don't be shy NOW of all times. Homare turning his head like that just exposes the side of his neck, which Naoshi opportunistically nuzzles into, murmuring with lips against the other's skin. ] And if you can't relax even after that, you really ARE hopeless....
「 He leans into that touch, reaches up to pet his hair, sighing. 」 I'm not used to so much…energy… 「 Even if he does have the stamina for it and oh…he shouldn't touch his neck like that so much, it isn't fair-! 」
[ He chuckles proudly at that, and with a little growl of pleasure for the fingers stroking through his hair. Even if he's feeling sated and accomplished, that still sends little thrills from his scalp all the way down his spine. ]
I didn't hear you complaining, though.... [ He's brushing his lips lazily up toward's the corner of Homare's jaw, expect then he pauses with a blink, and lifts his head a little. Of all things, his expression looks a little worried. Didn't hear any complaints, heard a lot of other sorts of pleasurable sounds from him, but... ] You're... not complaining, right?
「 He chuckles, already missing that contact on his neck. It had been…awkward. But not bad. He tilts his chin up to give him a light peck on the lips. 」 I'm not.
[ He sighs a little, relaxing, and returns that with a kiss more sweetly lingering, tracing lazy patterns along Homare's collarbone with one hand. The main event might be achieved, but that doesn't mean he's going to stop spoiling his lover with more leisurely attentions. ]
Good. [ His mouth finds that soft spot under Homare's jaw again, his fingertips trailing up the other side of his throat in complement. ] But I'd start all over if you weren't happy.
「 He shudders at that, leaning in and letting out a pleased moan as his fingertips trail down his spine. Naoshi's not the only one who can exploit his partner's sweet spot. 」 It wasn't perfect…
[ Naoshi hisses softly, arching his back just like a cat to follow that touch as it moves, eyes half-lidded contentedly as he exhales. ]
No? [ He almost briefly seems concerned again but then dons a mischievous smile, like his usual but more intimate, brushing his hands slowly down Homare's chest, tracing shapes that might even be constellations as he goes. Can't over-tease his neck, after all, lest he desensitize it.... ] Heh. Then Sempai will have to teach me just what I did wrong, so I can practice....
「 He smiles sweetly, continuing his ministrations on the other's back for a moment longer before pulling him down in an embrace, planting a lingering kiss on his ear. 」 You're the teacher.
[ The longer Homare does that, the more distracted Naoshi gets. When he pulls down for that embrace, Naoshi is a malleable as soft putty, draping over the taller youth like he's a body pillow and cuddling happily into the intimate warmth of bare skin against skin. ]
I have to teach myself, then? [ Indolently amused, his head tucked on Homare's shoulder, one hand continuing its slow rove and caresses, teasing with his voice lowered. ] Study and observe your own personal phenomena?
「 He holds that body pillow even tighter, letting his head fall back into the pillow with a sigh and a chuckle. 」 We have time. 「 And you know how he likes to do it slow. He arches up, rolling to the side until he has the smaller man pinned underneath him. 」 I'd like to learn with you, Sensei.
[ Another of those little growls escapes him as he's rolled over, sliding his arms around Homare's shoulders to keep him nice as close as he nips lightly along the other's throat again. They're slow, indolent motions, like those of a feline basking in a warm sunspot, but it probably wouldn't take much to wake him back up and find out of more than just cats have nine lives.... ]
[ Naoshi does not mind this reversal of positioning at all. His intake of breath hisses softly through his teeth as Homare sends those sparks coursing down again, like every hair is a nerve to everything else about him. Color is starting to flush his cheeks again as he turns his head into those strokes to encourage them, holding his precious one tightly to him. ]
Then Sensei... looks forward to....
[ ...nevermind. He goes after those teasing lips to demand a longer, deeper kiss instead of more words. ]
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Yeah, he's grinning like a derp, and in the fuzzy haze of that moment after, is about to say something really ridiculous. ]
Heh, that must be what a supernova feels like....
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I didn't hear you complaining, though.... [ He's brushing his lips lazily up toward's the corner of Homare's jaw, expect then he pauses with a blink, and lifts his head a little. Of all things, his expression looks a little worried. Didn't hear any complaints, heard a lot of other sorts of pleasurable sounds from him, but... ] You're... not complaining, right?
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Good. [ His mouth finds that soft spot under Homare's jaw again, his fingertips trailing up the other side of his throat in complement. ] But I'd start all over if you weren't happy.
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No? [ He almost briefly seems concerned again but then dons a mischievous smile, like his usual but more intimate, brushing his hands slowly down Homare's chest, tracing shapes that might even be constellations as he goes. Can't over-tease his neck, after all, lest he desensitize it.... ] Heh. Then Sempai will have to teach me just what I did wrong, so I can practice....
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I have to teach myself, then? [ Indolently amused, his head tucked on Homare's shoulder, one hand continuing its slow rove and caresses, teasing with his voice lowered. ] Study and observe your own personal phenomena?
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Private tutoring, hmm?
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Then Sensei... looks forward to....
[ ...nevermind. He goes after those teasing lips to demand a longer, deeper kiss instead of more words. ]
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