[ Nishitani kisses at the side of Majima's lips, down to his jaw, teeth sharp where they bite and pull little bruises to the surface. Majima refutes Nishitani and he pulls back to look at the other directly, just as intense as any other time. Whatever, being kicked out, but it's the scoff, the demand for Nishitani to be quiet, that makes him buck. ] I told you, Majima. I don't lie. When I first met you, I could barely keep it in my pants, you were so fucking beautiful, standin up to me like you did. Talent leaks out of your fucking pores, baby, it's a shame no one knew what to do with it until I got my hands on you.
[ His fingers scrape down further, from Majima's chest to his hip, squeezing. ] Everything about you makes me go fucking insane. [ And he presses back in, kisses Majima hard, grinding himself down against Majima, frotting against the other easy. ]
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[ His fingers scrape down further, from Majima's chest to his hip, squeezing. ] Everything about you makes me go fucking insane. [ And he presses back in, kisses Majima hard, grinding himself down against Majima, frotting against the other easy. ]