[Komaeda gasps appreciatively at the feeling of those teeth grazing over skin, the suction that follows. Oh yes that is fine by him. He squirms where he's lying, letting his head fall forward to murmur softly.]
Mm... then take care of me, Hajime.
[He fully intends to make that sound as dirty as possible. How's he doing? Success? Komaeda is distracted from any more demanding though by the touch of those fingers, like the touch alone leaves a searing path as it moves over his skin.]
Ooh. [A soft, approving sound as he feels Hinata settle against him, wiggling back against him.]
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Mm... then take care of me, Hajime.
[He fully intends to make that sound as dirty as possible. How's he doing? Success? Komaeda is distracted from any more demanding though by the touch of those fingers, like the touch alone leaves a searing path as it moves over his skin.]
Ooh. [A soft, approving sound as he feels Hinata settle against him, wiggling back against him.]