[ Nishitani looks up at Majima from between his pecks, mischief already playing on his features. ] Ah, aniki, so cruel.
[ The floor is hard, but Nishitani doesn't care. Majima pushes to be on top and while Nishitani wants nothing more than to see Majima riding him, wild in the sun, Nishitani feels possessive. He wants to curl over Majima, wants to be the one with his back to the world, with Majima below him and safe. It's stupid, it's instinctual, but Nishitani finally wrestles Majima onto the floor, grinning, leaning down to lick into those smug, sweet lips. ]
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[ The floor is hard, but Nishitani doesn't care. Majima pushes to be on top and while Nishitani wants nothing more than to see Majima riding him, wild in the sun, Nishitani feels possessive. He wants to curl over Majima, wants to be the one with his back to the world, with Majima below him and safe. It's stupid, it's instinctual, but Nishitani finally wrestles Majima onto the floor, grinning, leaning down to lick into those smug, sweet lips. ]