[Feeling him bucking and grinding like that, Naoki muffles a sound into Richard's mouth, though he has to pull away with a short pant for air after a few moments, lingering close enough that their breaths intermingle. He closes fingers around the bottle, uncaps it with slightly shaking hands and coats his fingers. The other hand he trails down over Richard's side and to his thigh, thumb rubbing circles over the skin.]
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Open your legs wider...