[ It's tempting to dive back in, to indulge once again so he can hear that startled sound, to feel the shudder that cascaded all the way down Akira's limbs. Minato stays kneeling between Akira's legs, waiting for a response as one of his hands strays to his companion's bare thigh. There, he smooths the side of his thumb against still-heated skin. ]
I think I see what you mean.
[ Even now, even after Akira's already spent and worn out, there's a thrill in contemplating his expression based on how his legs tremble, based on the laugh that's carried within Akira's voice. ]
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Mm. Should I stop?
[ It's tempting to dive back in, to indulge once again so he can hear that startled sound, to feel the shudder that cascaded all the way down Akira's limbs. Minato stays kneeling between Akira's legs, waiting for a response as one of his hands strays to his companion's bare thigh. There, he smooths the side of his thumb against still-heated skin. ]
I think I see what you mean.
[ Even now, even after Akira's already spent and worn out, there's a thrill in contemplating his expression based on how his legs tremble, based on the laugh that's carried within Akira's voice. ]
Not bad.