[Roy pulls in a deep breath, and runs his fingers over his lips... then slowly-- it was practically teasing, at this point, when they both knew what Roy had seen, and what this was leading to. But he pushes two rough, warm fingers into Kaito's mouth, the calloused tips brushing against his tongue.]
[since he's meeting Roy's eyes, Roy can see his gaze go hazy as his objective kicks in. while he doesn't quite moan, the noise he makes is pretty close.
shutting his eyes to try to shut out the feeling of his cheeks burning and sucking, curling his tongue to lave against the pads of Roy's fingers. the movement is tentative, exploratory]
Lust had told him to try to be more dominating-- that it was what his servants wanted. Well, he didn't quite believe him still, but this specific situation... it was obvious what Kaito found attractive, and it was still awe-inspiring. But if Roy could give that to him...]
[the only reason he doesn't flush any harder is because if he did he would probably start bursting capillaries. he does open his eyes again though, looking... not affronted, exactly. but he's still checking Roy's face for sincerity— and he knows how ridiculous that is at this point, but there's still some doubtful, grasping part of him that wants to snatch at every bit of proof of being wanted that so much as comes in reach and hoard it.
...swallowing, deliberate, and letting go of the mattress to reach out and spread one hand against Roy's stomach, just above his cock]
[that is absolutely not an incentive to get to it, sir. he moves with that with a quiet breathy noise, the fingers resting on Roy's stomach curling
but he isn't quite so distracted that he doesn't realize that things have gotten really one-sided in his favor, and while the thought of it staying that way is really appealing in a way he doesn't want to examine too closely, it also isn't what either of them is there for.
reluctantly reaching up with his other hand to grasp Roy's wrist and slowly pull his fingers out]
Colonel— Roy. I think...
[...moving his other hand lower to palm him, finally, as he hooks his fingers into the waistband of his pants and tugs. shifting towards the edge of the bed himself]
[man speak for yourself Roy can totally just do this to him all night. He was never one to demand return. But this was Kaito's fantasy, wasn't it, he wanted to suck him off--
He stops when Kaito stops him, immediately. And he lets out a soft, breathless noise at the sudden pressure on his cock - now that he's actually being touched it's too good. He comes forward when he's pulled.]
[Roy's eyes are still locked on him as he goes down. He threads his hand in his hair immediately, pulling in a tighter breath. In case he can't feel that, he drags his thumb down the stitch on his cheek as he strokes his hair back.]
[he can definitely feel the hand in his hair— he presses into it the same way he had when Roy was just touching his face, and sighs when he starts to do that again as well. it's... easier, having that to focus on instead of letting himself start to overthink what he's doing as he moves to get Roy's pants undone and tugged down]
there's a flush on Roy by now, and he's not really sure if it's from all of this just as it is, or from how aroused he is by this in the first place. He swallows, rubbing his thumb back and forth, deliberately acting up Kaito's objective.]
making a low noise in response to that hiss, a barely audible hum that comes off more as vibration as Kaito works his way down Roy's shaft with lips and tongue. ...reaching up to settle one hand on his hip to brace himself with; over Roy's shirt, since his hands tend toward freezing]
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...It helps. And I... compensate, somewhat.
[tilting his head up again— not to press into the touch, this time, but so that Roy's fingers are on his lips, instead]
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shutting his eyes to try to shut out the feeling of his cheeks burning and sucking, curling his tongue to lave against the pads of Roy's fingers. the movement is tentative, exploratory]
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Lust had told him to try to be more dominating-- that it was what his servants wanted. Well, he didn't quite believe him still, but this specific situation... it was obvious what Kaito found attractive, and it was still awe-inspiring. But if Roy could give that to him...]
You look... very good like that, Kaito.
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...swallowing, deliberate, and letting go of the mattress to reach out and spread one hand against Roy's stomach, just above his cock]
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He doesn't seem to want to rush, however aching he must be by now. He rocks his fingers in Kaito's mouth, very slowly.]
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but he isn't quite so distracted that he doesn't realize that things have gotten really one-sided in his favor, and while the thought of it staying that way is really appealing in a way he doesn't want to examine too closely, it also isn't what either of them is there for.
reluctantly reaching up with his other hand to grasp Roy's wrist and slowly pull his fingers out]
Colonel— Roy. I think...
[...moving his other hand lower to palm him, finally, as he hooks his fingers into the waistband of his pants and tugs. shifting towards the edge of the bed himself]
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He stops when Kaito stops him, immediately. And he lets out a soft, breathless noise at the sudden pressure on his cock - now that he's actually being touched it's too good. He comes forward when he's pulled.]
Nn... ready?
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Mmm...
[pressing against him again before letting go so he can slide off the bed to the floor, not particularly graceful]
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there's a flush on Roy by now, and he's not really sure if it's from all of this just as it is, or from how aroused he is by this in the first place. He swallows, rubbing his thumb back and forth, deliberately acting up Kaito's objective.]
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[not even trying to hide how ragged that's making his breathing— he's vaguely aware that he's starting to ache, a little. it's good.
he's still hesitant, but it doesn't stop him from pushing against Roy's thumb with a shudder and then past to mouth at the head of his cock]
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making a low noise in response to that hiss, a barely audible hum that comes off more as vibration as Kaito works his way down Roy's shaft with lips and tongue. ...reaching up to settle one hand on his hip to brace himself with; over Roy's shirt, since his hands tend toward freezing]