'Course not, but there's no shame in takin' it easy if it feels good.
[ not that there's any chance of that happening right now. ryouma isn't putting the brakes on this if izō isn't.
ryouma presses sloppy kisses against izō's shoulder as he slides a hand from izō's hip and wraps his fingers around his cock. he strokes izō rough and steady as he lines himself up, nudging against his hole before sinking inside.
leaning his weight against izō's back, ryouma sandwiches him between him and the glass. even just playing along, the crowd really does seem like it's right there. ryouma doesn't need to question why that's such a turn on right now: it just is. ]
Good—... doin' real good, Izō.
[ the words are sort of an afterthought given all the other ways it's probably clear, but he's too drunk to realise that right now. ]
[ Izō has almost completely shut down between suddenly being filled and the idea that it felt like they were in very real danger of being seen. It's a safe danger, though -- unless that window breaks.
Don't think about that.
He can't think about it, really. All he wants is to get fucked senseless against the glass, potential consequences be damned. He arches his back, rocking his hips to demand more. ]
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[ not that there's any chance of that happening right now. ryouma isn't putting the brakes on this if izō isn't.
ryouma presses sloppy kisses against izō's shoulder as he slides a hand from izō's hip and wraps his fingers around his cock. he strokes izō rough and steady as he lines himself up, nudging against his hole before sinking inside.
leaning his weight against izō's back, ryouma sandwiches him between him and the glass. even just playing along, the crowd really does seem like it's right there. ryouma doesn't need to question why that's such a turn on right now: it just is. ]
Good—... doin' real good, Izō.
[ the words are sort of an afterthought given all the other ways it's probably clear, but he's too drunk to realise that right now. ]
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Don't think about that.
He can't think about it, really. All he wants is to get fucked senseless against the glass, potential consequences be damned. He arches his back, rocking his hips to demand more. ]
Shut up an' fuck me...
[ Not that he doesn't like the praise. ]