[Oh, never, of course. Naoki draws back a little, pausing in pushing down his pants to watch Richard remove his, staring for a few moments (probably longer than necessary) when Richard goes settling back against the pillows like that. He swallows thickly, gaze sweeping up and down over him.
...once his brain returns, Naoki fumbles off his pants and tosses them to the side, shifting up to him, brushing a kiss across his lips before letting his mouth trail down over his cheek and jaw and neck. His hand strokes along the outside of a thigh before slipping slowly in.]
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...once his brain returns, Naoki fumbles off his pants and tosses them to the side, shifting up to him, brushing a kiss across his lips before letting his mouth trail down over his cheek and jaw and neck. His hand strokes along the outside of a thigh before slipping slowly in.]