[Hinata kneads, pushing his fingers against the small of Komaeda's back. He smiles and reaches for the bottle of lube, pouring this over his fingers, slipping this between his cheeks. He nudges against his hole, rubbing and smearing slickness over skin before he aligns one finger and slowly twists it inside.]
I want you too. How does this feel, now...? [Now that he's all nice and relaxed and he's getting his finger inside slowly but surely. He looks down at Komaeda's back, the flex of his muscles under skin, a content look on his face despite how much he wants to be inside of him too.]
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I want you too. How does this feel, now...? [Now that he's all nice and relaxed and he's getting his finger inside slowly but surely. He looks down at Komaeda's back, the flex of his muscles under skin, a content look on his face despite how much he wants to be inside of him too.]