(The attempt at biting back is greatly appreciated. He might not be as keyed up as Junpei, but it still gets his eyes fluttering shut behind his shades. Fuck that was nice. He forgot how sensitive his neck was.
It's about the exact reaction he was hoping for. There's something gratifying about getting him to come in his pants, without skin-to-skin contact.)
Whoops. Sorry.
(Dirk sounds utterly smug and full of himself. He's not remotely apologetic. But oh, fuck. That look on Junpei's face. Dirk memorizes it right down to the tongue hanging out. He leans up to kiss him hard.)
You look like a wreck. (And Dirk clearly liked it given the satisfied tone of his voice. Dirk's not too sure of the potency of the aphros either. So, he cuts back on the heavy petting, settling his hands back against Junpei's hips.)
How you feelin'? Still kinda...? (Off the charts horny?)
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It's about the exact reaction he was hoping for. There's something gratifying about getting him to come in his pants, without skin-to-skin contact.)
Whoops. Sorry.
(Dirk sounds utterly smug and full of himself. He's not remotely apologetic. But oh, fuck. That look on Junpei's face. Dirk memorizes it right down to the tongue hanging out. He leans up to kiss him hard.)
You look like a wreck. (And Dirk clearly liked it given the satisfied tone of his voice. Dirk's not too sure of the potency of the aphros either. So, he cuts back on the heavy petting, settling his hands back against Junpei's hips.)
How you feelin'? Still kinda...? (Off the charts horny?)