[His whole body seems to be screaming finally as he's properly mounted, quivering as he takes in every inch. The sound Natsume makes in the back of his throat is needy and whining. He bares his neck for Kazuya, tilting his head to the side as kisses are pressed against hot skin.
It's a good thing one of them has patience, because Natsume absolutely does not. He wants his mate to move already, yet at the same time he's reveling in the fullness of finally being taken. Natsume tried to get the message across without words, rocking himself back into Kazuya's embrace. Natsume was only human after all; he didn't have the mental fortitude a demon like Kazuya did, to be thinking so far ahead of his next move. He'd already given in to the aphrodesiac's suggestions at this point.]
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It's a good thing one of them has patience, because Natsume absolutely does not. He wants his mate to move already, yet at the same time he's reveling in the fullness of finally being taken. Natsume tried to get the message across without words, rocking himself back into Kazuya's embrace. Natsume was only human after all; he didn't have the mental fortitude a demon like Kazuya did, to be thinking so far ahead of his next move. He'd already given in to the aphrodesiac's suggestions at this point.]