[ suga's breath catches at those words of praise, feeling his stomach twist with want. it's a little embarrassing to have miyuki looking at him at a moment like this, and even more so to hear him comment about it, but... he likes it, too, embarrassment and all. it makes his blood warm up pleasantly in his veins, his pulse skip a little beat in his chest.
but that's nothing compared to how it feels when miyuki crooks his fingers up inside him, pressing up against that little spot that makes fireworks go off inside suga's skull. he can't help but arch and cry out, fingers fisting into the sheets underneath him as that pleasure goes up his spine like a bolt of lightning. ] Nnh...! Kazuya!
P-Please, I... [ with a little whine, reaching up for him greedily. ] I want you too, I n-need...
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but that's nothing compared to how it feels when miyuki crooks his fingers up inside him, pressing up against that little spot that makes fireworks go off inside suga's skull. he can't help but arch and cry out, fingers fisting into the sheets underneath him as that pleasure goes up his spine like a bolt of lightning. ] Nnh...! Kazuya!
P-Please, I... [ with a little whine, reaching up for him greedily. ] I want you too, I n-need...