[ His face only burns redder when he's handed those supplies, the reality of just how awkward the whole scene is now setting in because he's come out of that altered state and regained his senses. They don't have that sort of relationship yet, even if they came with a hair's breadth of reaching it today. He enjoys Akira's company and admires his spirit, but he doesn't know how he feels about intimacy with him yet, and he hasn't quite processed the knowledge that the other boy had desire for him. These things take time for a reserved person like Megumi.
Their parting words seem to be more drawn out than he was expecting - he was hoping Akira would just leave immediately, and didn't exactly want this consideration. It's just so awkward, knowing that Akira would be fully aware of what he will be doing inside this room. ]
Could you just go ... [ Megumi gives the boy a push, urging him out, before shoving himself underneath the covers to manage his problem.
What transpires next is just as expected. Megumi tries his hardest to stay quiet throughout the act, but it's difficult to keep dead silent when working your way up to that release, the entire premise of sex and intimacy being a loss of measured control. He pants in staggered breaths, letting out the occasional whimper and moan as the sheets rustle. His thoughts travel all over the place, but with the events that had transpired, Akira finds their way there - the image of the boy looming over him, holding him down, touching him freely and roughly with passion and desire. Briefly, he considers trying something he's yet to try before, but ... that's too daunting, so he doesn't.
It'll be a good amount of time before the noises stop, and it's clear he's fallen asleep. ]
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Their parting words seem to be more drawn out than he was expecting - he was hoping Akira would just leave immediately, and didn't exactly want this consideration. It's just so awkward, knowing that Akira would be fully aware of what he will be doing inside this room. ]
Could you just go ... [ Megumi gives the boy a push, urging him out, before shoving himself underneath the covers to manage his problem.
What transpires next is just as expected. Megumi tries his hardest to stay quiet throughout the act, but it's difficult to keep dead silent when working your way up to that release, the entire premise of sex and intimacy being a loss of measured control. He pants in staggered breaths, letting out the occasional whimper and moan as the sheets rustle. His thoughts travel all over the place, but with the events that had transpired, Akira finds their way there - the image of the boy looming over him, holding him down, touching him freely and roughly with passion and desire. Briefly, he considers trying something he's yet to try before, but ... that's too daunting, so he doesn't.
It'll be a good amount of time before the noises stop, and it's clear he's fallen asleep. ]