"Mm, getting closer," was Kurama's reply, though the noise from Kusuriyuri's throat almost made him break off the game. Hearing him moan like that, so needy and lustful, was like a drug, and denying those please was like denying the high he knew was there and wanted desperately. But, he held back, knowing it would be a much sweeter payoff with the anticipation.
The fingers of one hand curled around the base of Kusuriyuri's shaft. The other slid upwards, fingers dragging, to catch his chin. Kurama leaned forward, his mouth barely an inch from Kusuriyuri's, and smiled. "How much closer now?"
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Date: 2009-08-18 12:55 pm (UTC)The fingers of one hand curled around the base of Kusuriyuri's shaft. The other slid upwards, fingers dragging, to catch his chin. Kurama leaned forward, his mouth barely an inch from Kusuriyuri's, and smiled. "How much closer now?"