[Tsukasa needs that too - needs something to muffle his soft gasp and subsequent moan into, given the buck of Leo's hips just as his own moved downward to match the motion automatically.
Let Leo set the tempo, Tsukasa decides then. Let the master composer do his work, let him be the one to create some sort of sinful symphony out of all of this. Certainly there's no way that Tsukasa would ever manage to complain about that.
He licks into Leo's mouth almost desperately now, spurred on by the words and the heat and the fire that scorches his every nerve as he gets to touch Leo properly. His hands are greedy, looking for more and more of the warm skin that is revealed with every undone button. As one works on the last few buttons, the other reaches in, feverishly impatient to just be able to touch bare skin.
Parting for breath, Tsukasa still can't accept any distance between the two of them. His lips attach to Leo's neck, pressing messy kisses there as he pants. Remembers how to string words together:]
Don't mind if I do.
[Another brush of teeth, possessive yet teasing.
Let Leo be his entirely. Let Leo think of absolutely nothing but him. Only then will he be satisfied with his good work.]
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Let Leo set the tempo, Tsukasa decides then. Let the master composer do his work, let him be the one to create some sort of sinful symphony out of all of this. Certainly there's no way that Tsukasa would ever manage to complain about that.
He licks into Leo's mouth almost desperately now, spurred on by the words and the heat and the fire that scorches his every nerve as he gets to touch Leo properly. His hands are greedy, looking for more and more of the warm skin that is revealed with every undone button. As one works on the last few buttons, the other reaches in, feverishly impatient to just be able to touch bare skin.
Parting for breath, Tsukasa still can't accept any distance between the two of them. His lips attach to Leo's neck, pressing messy kisses there as he pants. Remembers how to string words together:]
Don't mind if I do.
[Another brush of teeth, possessive yet teasing.
Let Leo be his entirely. Let Leo think of absolutely nothing but him. Only then will he be satisfied with his good work.]