[ That stroking hand pressed into him exactly right, setting his groin on fire and it quickly spread to the rest of his body; igniting up and down his spine and into his limbs, and Ichigo groaned without meaning to. His mouth still slightly open. Ichigo felt like he was frozen to the spot despite the overwhelming burning sensation that had risen to his face. He swallowed loudly, self-conscious that his eagerness had been so obvious. Brown eyes turning to an ardent shade of amber blink half-open, and catch that heated, possessive look... ]
...Don't...stop.
[ But now there didn't seem much point left in pretending this was anything other than what it was. Ichigo's body had already made it very clear that it not only wanted this, but was getting onto the business at hand, whether Ichigo was ready to, or not. Hips squirmed, and fingers tightened on a sigh at the relief of having his jeans unfastened, but now there wasn't any hiding the prominently tented grey boxers beneath.
But, feeling braver with the decision made, he slid his hands back along the hollow’s shoulders to wrap his arms firmly around them, and lifted himself up to press their mouths together. It's sloppy, lacking the finesse of experience, but at least this way the hollow couldn't say anything else to make the embarrassment worse. ]
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His mouth still slightly open. Ichigo felt like he was frozen to the spot despite the overwhelming burning sensation that had risen to his face. He swallowed loudly, self-conscious that his eagerness had been so obvious. Brown eyes turning to an ardent shade of amber blink half-open, and catch that heated, possessive look... ]
...Don't...stop.
[ But now there didn't seem much point left in pretending this was anything other than what it was. Ichigo's body had already made it very clear that it not only wanted this, but was getting onto the business at hand, whether Ichigo was ready to, or not. Hips squirmed, and fingers tightened on a sigh at the relief of having his jeans unfastened, but now there wasn't any hiding the prominently tented grey boxers beneath.
But, feeling braver with the decision made, he slid his hands back along the hollow’s shoulders to wrap his arms firmly around them, and lifted himself up to press their mouths together. It's sloppy, lacking the finesse of experience, but at least this way the hollow couldn't say anything else to make the embarrassment worse. ]