[ he pumps in measured strokes, a bit clumsy with his hand, but dedicated otherwise. daan's voice is sweet when it's on the edge of a gasp, and he wants to keep coaxing those noises out of them, rendering him bare and exposed.
when he kisses him again, this time it's with tongue; it's an inelegant gesture but it's got spirit (!). cloud huffs into his mouth, teeth dragging at daan's lower lip, before swallowing him into another kiss. his pace quickens, and the friction warms his hand. ]
Tell me when you're close. [ he breathes into his ear. ] I want to hear you.
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when he kisses him again, this time it's with tongue; it's an inelegant gesture but it's got spirit (!). cloud huffs into his mouth, teeth dragging at daan's lower lip, before swallowing him into another kiss. his pace quickens, and the friction warms his hand. ]
Tell me when you're close. [ he breathes into his ear. ] I want to hear you.