[ Akira’s muscles tense up in case Megumi tries to break from his hold and he keeps his dark eyes set on the door to the bedroom, pushing the door open with his foot. No doubt Megumi can feel Akira’s heart thumping wildly behind his muscle, so tempted to look and admire Megumi in this hot and bothered state. He’s turned on too, and maybe Megumi can hear it in his hoarse voice when he speaks: ]
You don’t want to fuck me. Trust me. And if you do, you will regret it when you’re acting like this. It’s not right. It’s like having sex with a drunk person.
[ His ears start to burn and it’s certainly a sensation he hasn’t expected a horny Megumi to have on him. He finally leans over and settles Megumi on the bed where he belongs and looks directly at him, fully flushed. ]
You’re going to stay in here until you feel back to normal, alright? I’ll— I’ll go get some tissues.. just have some fun by yourself, okay?
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You don’t want to fuck me. Trust me. And if you do, you will regret it when you’re acting like this. It’s not right. It’s like having sex with a drunk person.
[ His ears start to burn and it’s certainly a sensation he hasn’t expected a horny Megumi to have on him. He finally leans over and settles Megumi on the bed where he belongs and looks directly at him, fully flushed. ]
You’re going to stay in here until you feel back to normal, alright? I’ll— I’ll go get some tissues.. just have some fun by yourself, okay?