[Komaeda has so much faith in Hinata that it surprises him when he really thinks about it, nearly floors him really how much he's come to trust and rely on him. Thinking is not exactly his strong suit just now though. His mind is racing and the pleasure thrumming through him is deafening, drowning out his best attempts at thought.]
Oh... like that... it's perfect.
[His hips twitch upwards before he can stop himself, that hot wet mouth on him ruining his restraint, his self control. His fingers curl to drag his nails along the nape of Hinata's neck.]
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Oh... like that... it's perfect.
[His hips twitch upwards before he can stop himself, that hot wet mouth on him ruining his restraint, his self control. His fingers curl to drag his nails along the nape of Hinata's neck.]