[ he can't help but squirm when mei rolls his nipple between his fingers again, drawing in his next inhale in a shuddering breath. it feels good -- so sensitive that it almost hurts, the feeling crackling through his nerve endings like lightning. and the feeling of mei's mouth on his skin, the way his hips keep grinding steadily up against suga's... it's the best kind of overload, one that leaves him breathless and dizzy.
the feeling of teeth against his skin drags a gasp out of him, hips bucking up helplessly as he moans a low, eager sound. he's still not entirely sure what brought this on so suddenly, but! suga's also about as far as it's possible to get from complaining. if this is mei's way of making up for a lack of time spent together, then suga's more than happy to indulge him. (and be indulged, he won't lie.)
but that question makes him flush a dark shade of pink, even as the way mei sing-songs his name sends another trill of heat up his spine. ] Wha --
I don't scream. [ only on really special occasions. ] And besides! Don't you have... neighbors?
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the feeling of teeth against his skin drags a gasp out of him, hips bucking up helplessly as he moans a low, eager sound. he's still not entirely sure what brought this on so suddenly, but! suga's also about as far as it's possible to get from complaining. if this is mei's way of making up for a lack of time spent together, then suga's more than happy to indulge him. (and be indulged, he won't lie.)
but that question makes him flush a dark shade of pink, even as the way mei sing-songs his name sends another trill of heat up his spine. ] Wha --
I don't scream. [ only on really special occasions. ] And besides! Don't you have... neighbors?