[Gokudera squirmed again, hips shifting to seek some position where his jeans weren't so goddamn constructing tight on the tent that was steadily forming in his trousers, his legs rubbing against Makoto's in the process. Every touch was so new, so absolutely overwhelming. It was too much and Gokudera still wanted more.]
Makoto, ah, ah ... please... Makoto, yes-!
[He had to be quiet, anyone could hear them, but even when whispering Gokudera's voice was heated and desperate with his pleas. He wrapped his arms around Makoto's back again to pull him ever closer.]
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Date: 2014-02-23 02:06 am (UTC)Makoto, ah, ah ... please... Makoto, yes-!
[He had to be quiet, anyone could hear them, but even when whispering Gokudera's voice was heated and desperate with his pleas. He wrapped his arms around Makoto's back again to pull him ever closer.]