[ The combined attack on his senses leaves him shuddering on top of Allen. This time it's his turn to gasp, throat tingling underneath his attention even as Shouto starts to realize, in the back of his mind, where this is going and how much he wants to keep touching him. He licks at Allen's bottom lip with great care, drinking in the sounds, and disentangles his hand from his hair. He pivots his hip into the leg Allen wrapped so intimately around him. Stay. On the back of his knee, Shouto gently sets a hand and slides it up his thigh, drawing him closer encouragingly. Please. ]
Allen...
[ Shouto breathes his name repeatedly. Hungry and desperate, he sears a path across his jaw and down his throat, the temptation to leave a mark almost overwhelming. Single-minded in his priorities, he moves down his chest at a languid pace, while he circles a finger around his nipple. He lets him get used to the cold, softly pinching the nub, before a hot mouth latches onto it, hot and wet, sucking gently to relieve the cold snap. ]
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Allen...
[ Shouto breathes his name repeatedly. Hungry and desperate, he sears a path across his jaw and down his throat, the temptation to leave a mark almost overwhelming. Single-minded in his priorities, he moves down his chest at a languid pace, while he circles a finger around his nipple. He lets him get used to the cold, softly pinching the nub, before a hot mouth latches onto it, hot and wet, sucking gently to relieve the cold snap. ]