[ He can't believe he fucking said that. The words sound foreign to his own ears, like they're coming buzzing through a translucent curtain laid over his brain. But also, it's hard to be too worried about being cringe when every little touch from Rin has his nerves lighting up like a neon sign.
Though he isn't consciously aware of it, his assigned role as omega has him ravenous for attention from an alpha -- even the sort that he'd normally shy away from. The brush of fingers through his hair and the little squeeze earns a shameless groan of satisfaction, and instead of batting her hands away, Fuuta lets Rin pull his hoodie off without protest. Even cooperates by hurrying to strip off the T-shirt he wears under it; Rin's seen him naked enough times that he doesn't care about hiding his injuries, and with his hot his blood is running, he's now in a rush to satiate his rising hunger as soon as possible.
He does give Rin a jittery look as he starts peeling off his track pants though, muttering, ]
C'mon. You undress too. [ In part because it's embarrassing being the only one stripping. But also because -- he wants to feel more of her already. ]
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Though he isn't consciously aware of it, his assigned role as omega has him ravenous for attention from an alpha -- even the sort that he'd normally shy away from. The brush of fingers through his hair and the little squeeze earns a shameless groan of satisfaction, and instead of batting her hands away, Fuuta lets Rin pull his hoodie off without protest. Even cooperates by hurrying to strip off the T-shirt he wears under it; Rin's seen him naked enough times that he doesn't care about hiding his injuries, and with his hot his blood is running, he's now in a rush to satiate his rising hunger as soon as possible.
He does give Rin a jittery look as he starts peeling off his track pants though, muttering, ]
C'mon. You undress too. [ In part because it's embarrassing being the only one stripping. But also because -- he wants to feel more of her already. ]