[This time, Chuuya manages to hold back his moan, though his body jerks forward, threatening to slip off the edge of the desk. He bites down on Mori's shoulder, hiding the way he wants to gasp. He's getting impatient.
He's also getting more confident, which means cocky. He slides his hands down, pushing under the waistband of Mori's pants, and for a second it seems like he's threatening to push them off like that. He'd rip them if he did. He could.
He won't.]
Want me to suck you off, boss?
[He licks across the bite mark he just left behind. His hands slide around without breaking contact, pushing Mori's arms out of the way, searching out the fastening to his pants.]
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He's also getting more confident, which means cocky. He slides his hands down, pushing under the waistband of Mori's pants, and for a second it seems like he's threatening to push them off like that. He'd rip them if he did. He could.
He won't.]
Want me to suck you off, boss?
[He licks across the bite mark he just left behind. His hands slide around without breaking contact, pushing Mori's arms out of the way, searching out the fastening to his pants.]
Or do you want me some other way?