[Bracing himself, Hinata's fingers curl more snugly around Komaeda's shoulder, his breaths panting softly as his hips twitch forward. It's slow still, pushing all of the way inside and just stopping for a long moment. He looks down at Komaeda, sweeping his hand along his back gently, fingers catching and dragging over skin.
The other is holding at his shoulder now as he shifts his hips, brushing them against his ass, flush to him.]
Mm... [A soft acknowledgement and he slowly begins to move.] Hey... Would you touch yourself? [His fingers brush along his back again, lightly and gently, like handling glass, before pausing at a hip.]
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The other is holding at his shoulder now as he shifts his hips, brushing them against his ass, flush to him.]
Mm... [A soft acknowledgement and he slowly begins to move.] Hey... Would you touch yourself? [His fingers brush along his back again, lightly and gently, like handling glass, before pausing at a hip.]