For the first time, they can freely grasp that which they crave.
“Sensei-“ A choked breath managed out while lips assaulted his jaw.
“Hito-“ A breathless whisper dances across his skin like an extra set of fingers
caressing his sensitive body.
Hitoshi’s biggest turn on was always touch.
Shouta noticed it before they ever got together. The blush that spread from Hitoshi’s cheeks to the tips of his ears told his secrets every time Shouta put his hand on his shoulder.
