Those words, his name on Haibara's lips, Nanami groans. He can already feel taking his time slipping away from him, despite the fact they already had sex in the kitchen when Haibara came home and jerked each other off in the shower afterward. It's a reminder he's still in his twenties too, even if they aren't teenagers.
"Tell me," Nanami says, "if it ever is too much. I need you to tell me. Too anything." Because his own desires don't matter more than Haibara, when he would be happy with anything, so long as Haibara is here. He meets Haibara's kiss and pushes his lips apart to take his mouth. His hips rock so he pushes into Haibara's hand. His hands run along Haibara's back, his sides, his thighs. They run everywhere.
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Date: 2024-01-28 08:00 am (UTC)"Tell me," Nanami says, "if it ever is too much. I need you to tell me. Too anything." Because his own desires don't matter more than Haibara, when he would be happy with anything, so long as Haibara is here. He meets Haibara's kiss and pushes his lips apart to take his mouth. His hips rock so he pushes into Haibara's hand. His hands run along Haibara's back, his sides, his thighs. They run everywhere.