[Naoki squeezes his eyes tightly shut, movements slowing at the feeling of that hand and he groans thickly, resisting the growing urge to just take him. But he's holding back as best as he can, his hand continuing to move over him in strokes, thumb stroking back and forth over the tip.]
Richard...tell me what you want.
[He shifts, burying his face in the other's hair until his lips find his ear, which he nips at and runs his tongue over slowly.]
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Richard...tell me what you want.
[He shifts, burying his face in the other's hair until his lips find his ear, which he nips at and runs his tongue over slowly.]