[Leon brushes his lips to Togami's ear to say that—so low that his breathing is louder than the words. It's almost more tone than real speaking, heavy and dripping with arousal. And fondness. It's teasing, but with no sting, only the amused and intimate pleasure of the moment.
But he's nearing the limit of being coherent, anyway. Is he going to come first? That's not surprising, he thinks, and he's too far gone to care, even if he'd be smug about it going the other way. As much as Togami's enjoying this, Leon's the one starting to faintly shake, his rhythm getting tight and jerky.]
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[Leon brushes his lips to Togami's ear to say that—so low that his breathing is louder than the words. It's almost more tone than real speaking, heavy and dripping with arousal. And fondness. It's teasing, but with no sting, only the amused and intimate pleasure of the moment.
But he's nearing the limit of being coherent, anyway. Is he going to come first? That's not surprising, he thinks, and he's too far gone to care, even if he'd be smug about it going the other way. As much as Togami's enjoying this, Leon's the one starting to faintly shake, his rhythm getting tight and jerky.]
Ah—
[So, so close.]