[The gloved fingers lets go of Akira's chin, and slide along with the sharp jawline all the way to the back of his neck. His own upper body pressing hard against the others. As in to reassure that if they fall they fall together.
Goro keeps kissing and sucking Akira's mouth with a fervor, gulping him down as if he was man dying of the thirst. The sweetest nectar.
But eventually even he needs catch proper breath. With a soft and wet sound he pulls away, lips red and swollen from their makeout session. Hooded red eyes look up to Akira, a slight gleam shining in them.]
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Goro keeps kissing and sucking Akira's mouth with a fervor, gulping him down as if he was man dying of the thirst. The sweetest nectar.
But eventually even he needs catch proper breath. With a soft and wet sound he pulls away, lips red and swollen from their makeout session. Hooded red eyes look up to Akira, a slight gleam shining in them.]