Despite himself, Nanami gasps as Yu kisses more and more of him. He's hungry for it, and he leans his head back. His fingers slide along his shoulder, not entirely smoothly, and his steps thump heavily on the floor. They pass the laundry, the door to the office approaching on the other side. The end of the hall truly is too far away.
Nanami turns and pins Yu against the wall. His hips rock hard into Yu, pushing him up the wall. He forces himself to go slowly, but he stays there, pressed tight, his hand partially pinned and uncomfortably pressed into the wall. His hand and Yu slide back down as he pulls his hips away, only to roll again.
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Date: 2024-01-06 02:18 am (UTC)Nanami turns and pins Yu against the wall. His hips rock hard into Yu, pushing him up the wall. He forces himself to go slowly, but he stays there, pressed tight, his hand partially pinned and uncomfortably pressed into the wall. His hand and Yu slide back down as he pulls his hips away, only to roll again.