Buzen's touch is always so warm, a grounding influence to Itsuki who used to prefer the imaginary to the real.. But right now? he feels unsteady, hot, every bit of him concentrating on the feel of Buzen's hand. a sword's touch, cutting to his core.]
...Yeah. I want to feel you too, Buzen.
his gaze sharpens in response, and the need to impress upon buzen how much those words mean to him wins over his usual desire to be spoiled and coddled.... sometimes u just want to let ur love know how horny happy they've made u... they're still both wearing clothes so itsuki will immediately attempt to fix this situation, not so much unbuttoning as he just YANKING CLOTHES OFF. wow, he's not even pausing to fold them like the malewife he usually is, just stripping and nibbling as he goes --]
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Buzen's touch is always so warm, a grounding influence to Itsuki who used to prefer the imaginary to the real.. But right now? he feels unsteady, hot, every bit of him concentrating on the feel of Buzen's hand. a sword's touch, cutting to his core.]
...Yeah. I want to feel you too, Buzen.
his gaze sharpens in response, and the need to impress upon buzen how much those words mean to him wins over his usual desire to be spoiled and coddled.... sometimes u just want to let ur love know how
hornyhappy they've made u... they're still both wearing clothes so itsuki will immediately attempt to fix this situation, not so much unbuttoning as he just YANKING CLOTHES OFF. wow, he's not even pausing to fold them like the malewife he usually is, just stripping and nibbling as he goes --]